blackmailed hubby

My name is Richard and I work for a large brokerage firm in Atlanta, Georgia. I am the chief financial officer and make very good money. No matter what they paid me, I would still be in debt. I have a bad habit. I gamble. I not only gamble. I lose. I should have been putting money away for retirement, but we are in debt up to our eyes. I have been working here for the last 10 years and am a very trusted employee. Thank God, I had enough sense to put the house and car in my wife’s name. A little about me. I am 46, 5′ 10″ and about 180. I consider myself in pretty good shape.

I place my bets with a black employee, named Ron, who works in the accounting department. He makes me look small in size. He is 6′ 3″, about my age, and would weigh in at 240. He looks like all muscle. I have been dreading the day he asks me to pay up. He has been letting my bets slide, and now I’m into him for about 50,000. I don’t even like to think about what he will do, when he gets tired of covering my losses. His bosses want their money now, not tomorrow. I cannot figure out why he pays my losses.

The only time, he was ever in my office, was last week. I placed a bet, and last night, my team lost. The debt is now up to 60,000. There was a strange thing happened, when he saw the picture of my wife. I always have her picture on the desk. I know he was going to give me a time limit on what I owe, but when he saw her photo, he seemed to change his mind. He never said anything about her. He just got a funny look in his eyes.

My wife Linda is the area co-ordinater for the anti-abortion league. She mostly arranges demonstrations at abortion clinics, and doctor’s homes. Actually, her group is a pain in the ass. She is 100% against abortion, in any shape, form, or fashion. She is 35, 5′ 2″ and petite. She was a beauty pageant winner while in college. She still has her good looks and is sexy as hell. She is temporarily out of a job. They closed the last abortion clinic in this area, and she is awaiting them to assign her another place. Even though, she would work away from home, the job allows her to take time off. We have been separated before, and never had a problem. I trust her completely. Believe it, or not, she was a virgin when we got married. I am the only man she has ever been with, though many have tried.

It was after 4pm, on a Friday afternoon. My secretary had left for the day. All of a sudden the door burst open, and there stood Ron. Oh My God, I thought, here it comes! Now what do I do? I don’t have his money, and no way of getting it.

He never said a word, until he had walked over, grabbed me around the neck and jerked me over my desk. My face was about six inches from his nose.

“You got my money, you piece of shit? I’m not waiting one more minute. Either, start counting out my money, or I’m going to break your arms and legs, Then I’ll disappear for six months and come back and break them again. You hear me you worthless bastard?”

He shoved me back into my chair so hard, the chair slammed up against the wall. For a moment, I was groggy. I thought, he’s going to kill me, and there’s not a thing I can do about it. God, what do I do? How do I get out of this?

“There is a way out, if you do exactly what I say” Exactly, what I say!” “Do you understand?”

All I could do was shake my head, yes.

“You are going to write me a check for $60,000.00. You are going to write it on a company check, and it is going to be drawn from your business account.”

“I can’t do that. That’s stealing. They will fire me, maybe prosecute!”

“The books won’t be audited again for another month. I’ll hold the check, and return it to you, if you do exactly as I say. Do you understand?”

“NO, I won’t do it”

He grabbed an arm and started to twist. “I’ll break this one right now, just so you will know I am serious!”

“I’ll do it. I’ll do it”, I screamed. “But why are you holding it for a month? What is it you want me to do?”

“Sit back down and relax. Let me tell you a story. About a year ago, I was married to a beautiful woman. By accident, she got pregnant. Our doctor had told her she could not have a baby. Having a baby would probably kill her. We went to an abortion clinic to terminate the birth. Our appointment for the abortion was right on the borderline of whether she had waited too long, or not. Another couple of days, and they would not abort the fetus. Guess who was picketing the clinic. Guess who prevented us from getting her abortion. The clinic stayed closed for a week. Four months ago, my wife and baby died. Your darling, precious wife killed her, as sure as if she had put a gun to her head, and pulled the trigger. I want satisfaction! I want revenge! And I’m going to have it, if I have to kill you and her, both.”

“How do you want revenge, Are you going to kill her? What are you going to do? How does this check come into everything? Are you going to hurt us?”

“Shut your stupid mouth for a minute, and I will tell you! I am going to live with you for a month. I am going to seduce your wife, and get her pregnant. She is going to deliver my son. I am going to do this, with or without your assistance.”

“NO! No! She would never go along with that! I am the only man she has ever been with. She would never let another man into her bed. Besides, she doesn’t like blacks, She says you are all animals. Getting your women pregnant every year, and then wanting abortions.”

“You let me worry about getting into her bed. You just tell her that I am a big client from New York, and your boss wants me to stay at your home, instead of a motel. You know, like a family thing. Make me comfortable and happy. At the end of a month, I tear up the check and you owe me nothing. You still have your job and reputation, and your arms and legs are still in working order. You don’t do this, and you will wish you were a dead man a thousand times over. You Got That?”

“What if she doesn’t let you seduce her? What if she will have nothing to do with you? Are you going to rape her, anyway?”

“No rape, no forcing, no pain. I only want the opportunity to seduce her, and she will give me permission to fuck her. She will beg me to fuck her, not once, but many times. You have no choice in the matter. You can help or hinder. It’s up to you.”

“Okay, I’ll tell her you are our guest for the next month. You are so confident you can fuck her, and I’m just as confident that you can’t. This will be an easy way to get out of debt with you.”

“Tell her tonight. Tell her that I will be over in the morning. You have to work tomorrow, but I don’t. This will give me a chance to talk to her, and see what kind of challenge, she is going to be. No screw ups! You fuck this up, and you’ll never fuck up anything else!”

“Alright, I’ll go along with everything. Something you missed, if by some wild chance, however unlikely, you fuck her, and she gets pregnant, what happens to the child? I’m not raising a black bastard.”

“I don’t want no whitey raising my son. I’ll take him, and neither you or her will ever see either of us again.”

“I’ll tell her tonight, and tell her you will be by about 10 in the morning. Is that okay?”

“That’s good. See you tomorrow night, when you get home from work. I’ll be on your sofa watching your TV. Oh, I almost forgot a little condition; you might want to know about. When she is primed to be fucked, I want you to watch how a real man handles a woman.” You won’t have to be in the room, but I want you someplace, where you can see and hear her beg for my cock. We wouldn’t want to have any misunderstandings, would we?”

“You win. I can’t argue anymore. You know you have me exactly where you want me. You know there is nothing I can do.”

“WHAT! WHAT! You want a black man to live in this house for the next month? Are you crazy? Have you lost what little brains you had? NO Way, Jose! You can forget it. Get him a motel. Let someone else take care of him. I’m not having an animal living in my house! Why? Why did you agree to this?

“If you will settle down, I will tell you. He is a very important client, and will mean millions for the firm.