A big thank you to Linda62953 for editing this story for me. This is the 2nd of two chapters. It completes the story. If you haven't read chapter one you might want to for this story to make sense.
DG Hear
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Even though I wasn't in the mood, my friends and I celebrated our bowl win. Willard told me I would just have to get over Sammy and get on with my life. I knew he was right and I hooked up with an Asian woman at the party and just had some raw sex. It felt good, but it wasn't Sammy.
Since football season was over, my three friends and I decided we would put our savings together and open up our two exercise gyms. Tony and I had already earned certificates in physical exercising. We were both getting a degree in Business Management and would be doing most of the accounting work.
Willard and Jim were both masseuses and earning a degree in physical therapy. We were going to open two exercise centers about a mile apart in Metro Detroit. One that we were buying was an established gym that was owned by Tony's brother and he was selling it to us. The other was used as a boy's club that had closed up, but the building was perfect for our business.
Tony and Jim would operate one and Willard and I the other. We had part-time people working for us when we couldn't be there. We only had a few months of college left and we staggered our classes to operate the businesses.
We had a few meetings to discuss a number of issues pertaining to clients and possibly sex. We decided that even though Willard and Jim were masseuse's that we wouldn't give massages on gym premises. Appointments could be made and they would do it at people's houses or motel rooms like Willard had been doing.
I went onto websites to make sure our ads would be worded properly. That was when I came across a couple of porno sites that invited men to share their girlfriend or wife. I showed them to my partners and they said we should do it too. I made up our add for the gym and massage business. Then for fun, I made another site inviting men who had fantasies of seeing their mate with another man to give us a call or e-mail us.
I couldn't believe it. We received a dozen e-mails the first weekend. I showed it to the guys and they couldn't believe it either. I said in the ad that we would send two men, black or white, one as a bodyguard to their home or a motel room at a reasonable cost of three hundred dollars for one hour.
The guys laughed as we read the e-mails. A couple of men even sent pictures of their wife. Six of the e-mails were threatening letters, about what assholes we were. Jim was our white guy. Tony was the only one with a girlfriend but said he wanted some strange too, especially if he was paid for it.
We decided to try it and only go in a forty-mile radius of our business. That narrowed down the number of fantasies we could fulfill. I told the guys that we could try it for a month or so and see how it went. I informed them I wanted married women only, no more single, divorced or separated women for me.
I figured if I only did married women, that I wouldn't have to worry about falling in love again. But, I would still treat every woman with dignity. Needless to say, I was pretty much the leader of our group.
We always had two of us at an appointment. I've read too many times where men were attacked when they got to their location. This way we always had someone watching our back. We did mention on our second web site that we also do massages and husbands and boyfriends could watch. Needless to say, Willard and Jim got those appointments and all the pussy they could handle.
We decided we would start with one date each a week except for the legal massages. We all did have college to finish and our businesses to run. There were just too many dates to talk about here, but I'll tell you a couple of stories to give you an idea of how it was.
We verified the information and even were paid in advance most of the time. I couldn't believe how trustworthy some of these cuckolded men were. We knew if we got paid in advance, it was probably a true cuckold. The two who went on the appointment would get a hundred and fifty dollars to split between them. The other hundred and fifty went to the business. They could keep any additional tip and they weren't really limited to the hour limit.
On my first 'so called' business date, I had one of my employees Bill with me. All the people who work for me are ex-football players or weightlifters. We went to a house in the suburbs and were greeted at the door by an older man who seemed quite nervous.
He said he had read our ad and his wife said she would like to try it for her birthday, she just turned fifty. Al, the husband said he had often thought about his wife being with another man. He had been trying for years to try to get her to swing at least one time, but she'd always refused.
She was feeling old and that life was passing her by. That's why she agreed to us stopping by. I later found out, many older women felt this way and that a number of the husbands saw it as an opportunity to watch their wife being used.
I explained to Al that Bill was there as a bodyguard in case things got out of control. He told me that he really wanted this and he wouldn't be a problem. He took me into his living room to meet his wife. Al mentioned she was on her third glass of wine. He said she was very nervous and started drinking before we even got there.
I sat next to her, took her hand and kissed it. I wanted her to feel important. We talked for a few minutes and I put my hand on her thigh. She had on a dress but when she sat down it rode above her knee. I was surprised how attractive she really was. I had my arm behind her on the couch and my other hand slowly moving up her thigh.
I don't usually kiss married women but I did lean forward and kiss her neck. I slid my hand up her dress and squeezed a very wet pussy. "You really want this, don't you?"
"Yes," she replied softly.
I looked over at Al and he was squeezing his privates outside of his trousers. Bill was just smiling. I kept squeezing her pussy and asked her what she wanted.
"I want you to fuck me," she replied.
"Do you want your pussy ate first?" I asked as I slid my hand inside her panties and pushed a finger into her wet pussy.
"God yes! Eat me, fuck me," she said.
I got off the couch and between her legs. I pulled her panties off and threw them to Al, who felt how wet they were and put it up to his nose. In the meantime, I spread her legs and buried my face into her wet pussy. I couldn't believe she came the minute I pushed my tongue in her. "Oh Shit!" she yelled out.
I pulled my tongue out of her and I think she was afraid it was over since she came. I had her stand up and undid the buttons on the back of her dress. It fell to the floor and all she had on now was a bra. I slipped off my trousers and briefs as she stared at my big black cock. I asked her, "Do you want this?"
