Wife Pimped

My wife, Teresa and I are a middle to upper class white suburbian couple. We lived in a high class part of town and cohabitated in a luxury apartment. However we found ourselves in a very unfortunate situation. We both were unemployed and because we were early in our marriage and both coming out of financially devastating divorces, our nest egg had not grown large enough to sustain our continued life style for longer than a year. After about 6 months our apartment lease came to an end and we had to make a decision. We both had several interviews by this point, but unfortunately no offers.

We are also very independent people, so asking for help from friends or family was out of the question for us. So we decided to put what we had in storage and go stay in a week to week hotel. We figured that we might only have to stay a month or so until an offer came across and we could move back out. That point in our life was a low point for us as neither of us had ever experienced this before. Although being a war veteran, to me it was still better than sand, heat, and sleeping outside. The wife didn’t see it that way though and cried the first night we stayed there.

For the most part the room was very clean. It had two beds in it, a small kitchenette, air conditioning, cable, a decent size closet, a small eating table, a dresser, and even an extra recliner next to the bed to sit in. I even attached a DVD player to the TV so we could watch movies. The area it was in and the clientele weren’t so nice. For the most part it was filled with drug pushers, addicts, illegal immigrants, and what ever else you might find that society wasn’t so kind to. I quickly made friends with the on site security guard, Phillip.

Although Teresa and I stand about five foot six, Phillip was a rather large light skinned black man that was a couple of years younger than us, about 30, and stood about six foot, three inches and weighed a good 250 pounds. He was clean cut, well groomed, very polite and obviously did not stay there, although he did have a room to stay in next to the main office, when he was not out on patrol. It was basically a two bed room with one of the beds removed and a cheap hotel desk put in its place along with one of those cheap sofas against the wall. Phillip and I would talk when I would run across him either going to the car or coming back in. He would tell me about a recent arrest that he took part in with the local police department or an eviction that he did. But for the most part, if you kept your business out of his site and kept the peace, he would leave you alone.

Being in that environment did take a major toll on our confidence; however observing how people lived did bring some street smarts to both of us. Along with getting to know, Phillip, we also learned who the other people were around us, how they lived, what they did, where they were from, and listened to many stories that put them into the same situation we found ourselves in. Although we were the only white couple that had fallen into the situation, we still managed to make acquaintances. We also found that many people would do most of their partying and most of the drug and prostitution would occur on Friday’s, when those that were working, would get paid.

Teresa and I were able to sustain the weekly payments, eat, make the car payments and other monthly bills with what we had left in the bank, however our luck in securing another high paying job lasted longer than either of us anticipated. 5 months passed and Teresa and I were starting to become desperate. The stress of our situation was even having an effect on sex life. I would even go as far as to say that we were as equally frustrated with our sex lives as we were our living condition. When things were good, Teresa and I are uninhibited sexual animals. There was barely a line between fantasy and reality.

However, at this point of our lives, I was surprised that she hung in there with me and stayed. Although she would continuously let me know how much she still loved me, she also equally let me know how extremely unhappy she was with our situation and I could hear the desperation of her voice. We were coming down to an end financially where we were going to have to take anything we could get, even if it meant working at Wal-Mart or Waffle House. I even started to apply for warehouse positions, as I had pulled orders when I was going through college years ago.

As we entered our 6th month, Teresa and my luck seem to start to turn for the better. We were getting a lot more hits on our resumes, and were doing interview after interview. Although for the most part, I was able to watch Teresa come from and go to the car, I noticed that I wasn’t there more and more because of the variation of our interview times. By this point, both Teresa and I knew Phillip very well as he would talk to us whenever I got out of the car and Teresa was with me. Neither Teresa nor I were comfortable with her going to and from the car from herself so when Phillip greeted us one time coming out of the car to tell us of a recent bust he was part of, we asked him if it would be possible for him to escort Teresa, when I was not there to and from her car. He said that would be fine and gave us his cell number so we could call him when we needed him.

Teresa liked the security very much, and she would thank him with a hug around his neck whenever he would walk her to her car or to the room from the car. Teresa has always been a very out going affectionate person so she was very comfortable hugging him and even sometimes kissing him on his cheek. Teresa had often shared fantasies of her and a black man, but she had never gone further then flashing her pussy to one of them.

Like I said, the 6th month was turning out to be a very productive one for us. Within 2 weeks, on a Tuesday, both of us had lucrative job offers so we went out and partied to celebrate our success, Teresa wore a very sexy outfit with a short skirt and we bought her new high heel shoes. I hadn’t seen her dressed like this since times were good and she was an instant turn on. When we got back to the room, I had a good buzz and Teresa’s tolerance had obviously dropped and she was drunk. It was a little late and Phillip saw us pull in. He came out to greet us and we told him of our good news. He was very happy for us and walked us up to our room as we told him about what and where we would be working. .

I had some beer up in the little refrigerator and asked Phillip if he would like one. He hesitated for a minute and then Teresa wrapped her arms around him as she had done so many times before, only this time instead of just kissing him on his cheek, she kissed him full on his lips. This shocked him a little bit, but he understood she was drunk. I broke the silence and asked him if he still wanted a beer. He said that would take me up on that offer and walked in and closed the door. I went and grabbed three beers and pulled out a bottle of Jaeger we kept in the frozen part of our mini frig. I handed him and Teresa a beer as he sat down in the chair next to the bed and Teresa took a seat on the bed next to him crossing her legs in front of him with her skirt rising up just a little showing Phillip just a little more of her upper thigh. I asked him if he wanted a shot, but he said he would pass since he was working, however Teresa was eager for a shot. I poured us both a shot and then walked over and sat down next to Teresa on the edge of the bed facing Phillip. I toasted to our new jobs and Teresa and I both downed our Jaeger, while Phillip took a little chug of his beer.

It was obvious Phillip enjoyed looking at Teresa’s legs and it didn’t take Teresa long to pick up on Phillips attraction to her. While we were sitting there dinking on our beers, Phillip told me how lucky I was to have a beautiful wife like Teresa, unlike most of the trash he sees coming through there. I knew he was single and asked him if he had any experiences with chicks that stayed there. He said he fucked the clerk one time, but only once and that he has had a couple of blow jobs but that was about it. I asked him if he ever had one of the prostitutes there, and he said that he had not, however he thought Teresa would have made a great prostitute there as he noticed many of the guys lustfully staring at her when he escorted her.

I am not sure if it was the liquor, or the lack of sex we have had, but this comment turned Teresa on very much. She put down her beer and leaned back onto her elbows. She took her legs and spread them putting one foot on the side of the chair Phillip was sitting in and the other in his lap. She smiled and asked him, if he really thought that she could have made a lot of money there with her pussy? She then pulled up her skirt and showed him her bare pussy. It was then that I learned too that she didn’t have any panties on! He looked at her pussy first then he looked at me to see what my reaction was going to be.

I was curious at the answer too, so I reached over and spread her lips to her pussy showing him her ever swelling clit and asked him what he thought. He chugged his beer, crushed it and tossed it to the side. Teresa was now rubbing and pinching her nipples through her thin sheer top that she was wearing with no bra as I started to rub on her clit making her very wet. Phillip said that she could have made tons of money it just depended on how far she was willing to go. Teresa then placed one of her feet at his crotch and with her high heels still on, rubbed his crotch area with the top oh his foot.

A massive bulge grew in his pants, as Phillip started to rub on her soft smooth legs. I asked him how much he thought that she could bring in on a good night. He looked at me and said, at least a thousand, maybe two. I asked Teresa if she thought that was a good amount for one night worth of work. She thought it was. Seeing how excited she was I asked her if she was interested, but before she could answer I remembered that Phillip, the security guard probably wouldn’t allow it to happen. He saw this in my look when I glanced back at him. He took Teresa’s foot up to his mouth and kissed her foot and asked me suggestively what would be in it for him?

Since Teresa and I were hurting for cash and would want to keep as much as possible and based on Phillips current state of arousal, along with Teresa’s, she answered before I could say anything. Obviously the answer was her.

Phillip stood up in front of us and asked us if we were serious but I wasn’t sure if Teresa was serious about the prostitution thing. What I did know was she was serious about fucking Phillip that night. I said that I think we are and although he had on a utility belt with a pistol, a pair of handcuffs, a night stick, and some other stuff, he stood up and unzipped his shorts and released his monster of a cock. I had stopped rubbing Teresa’s pussy and she sat up on the side of the bed. With his hands on his hips, he stood there with both of his hands on his hips and his cock was just inches from her mouth and I could see the eagerness in her eyes to take his cock in her mouth. I remained sitting there next to her as she grasped his cock with her hand and stroked it a couple of times to get use to the feel of his size.

Teresa then leaned her head forward slightly while continuing to hold his shaft with one hand, lightly grabbed his large black low hanging balls with her finger tips of her well manicured nails, and took her tongue and lightly licked on one ball and then the other. She then ran her tongue up his large but cut black dick encircled the head before running her tongue back down to the base and sucking on his balls. Teresa picked up the pace with her hand as she was pumping him quickly now and then as she released one of his balls from her mouth, she pressed hard against the base, on the underside of his black dick with her tongue and ran it up to the head of his penis. I saw a drop of pre-cum emerge from the tip and with her tongue she smeared it all over the head of his large black dick.

Phillip then did something that surprised both of us. He told Teresa to stand up, turn around, and place her hands behind her back. I think both of us were a little scared at this point that Phillip was going to arrest both of us. She did as she was told though without hesitation. He then slapped the cuffs on her tight and pulled out his night stick and with it slapped the inside of her legs and told her to bend over and spread them. By this point, we both had a terrified look on our faces.