All people having sexual activity in this story are eighteen and over.
I had another glass of wine. I sensed that what Pam wanted to speak to me about was very private and personal to her. It made me feel good that she had the confidence in me to confide these personal things from the twelve years of her life.
Why had she told me about her husband making her strip naked? Then she had sucked his cock. Next, he raped her anally roughly, which made her orgasm for the first time in four years. Why did she tell me she'd enjoyed it?
Pam hadn't had a good marriage, which happens a lot in life. From the time I'd spent with Pam, I'd found her to be hardworking and honest. She'd borrowed money from her father and invested it in his business. Was she looking after her investment? There were a lot of questions that needed answers. It felt good that Pam had the trust in me to tell me about these twelve years.
The next morning, I saw Pam in the Bistro having breakfast. I sat at the table beside her. She wasn't glowing. She looked as though she'd had a lot on her mind. I wish I'd known then that all Pam was thinking about was having she'd done the right thing in telling me about her husband? Should she tell me everything?
Over breakfast, I told Pam she looked beautiful this morning. I also told her I was looking forward to tonight. Her lack of response showed to me she'd a lot of thoughts in her head. Her parting words to me were, "Barry, I wish it was tonight."
I had a busy morning and afternoon. I was in my office at four. Since breakfast, all I'd been thinking about was Pam. I had the feeling that she wanted to be honest and that's why she wanted to tell me about those twelve years. There was a strong possibility that she regretted that she'd told me about it.
I sent Pam a brief message, "Pam, I'm so happy and proud that we're having this chat this evening. It gives me the feeling that you trust me. I want to know all about you. No matters what happens tonight, I want to take you out for your birthday dinner on Tuesday. I think you are a beautiful and honest woman and nothing you tell me tonight is going to change my thoughts about you. I'm so interested in what you'll be wearing tonight. See you at seven. Love Barry xx."
At six my phoned beeped, I had a message from Pam, "Darling, thank you for your wonderful, reassuring message. Tonight, I'll be completely honest with you. My visit to the hairdresser and beauty salon has just ended. Tonight, I want to appear beautiful for you. Tuesday night made me so happy. My worry was so great in case that didn't happen. As your message provided me with so much relief, I now have a craving for a glass of Champagne. After much consideration, I have figured out how to tell you. I'll tell you things tonight. I'll start at the beginning, which is eighteen years ago. A lot happened in those twelve years. I honestly feel that I can trust you, Barry, as it means so much to me. See you at seven. All my love. Pam xx."
I arrived at Pam's apartment at seven. Pam opened the door so slowly. The outfit she was wearing was not for public eyes. She looked absolutely stunning. Just looking at her had given me a massive erection. Pam had a voluptuous body. Her outfit highlighted her curvy figure. Her tits looked gigantic.
Pam took me in her arms. We tongue kissed so passionately, "Barry, let's go into the lounge. I opened a bottle of Champagne, so I'm a few glasses in front of you. It makes me happy to know that I've given you an erection. Hopefully, after I tell you my story, you'll allow me to give you some relief."
Pam had thought ahead. There was a wine cooler with two bottles of Champagne in it. Pam poured me a glass and sat down beside me. I had the feeling that she was feeling a lot more relaxed now.
"Barry, you know about the Sunday when he found out I was on the pill? We lived in a large villa. We had four young kids. I wanted to give them a stable childhood. He was so arrogant. I warned him that if I divorced him, his business would be ruined, and he would face bankruptcy. I also told him he'd never share a bed with me again."
"He realised that he'd had responsibilities to his children. I don't think he regretted what he'd done to me. He knew the marriage was finished, but I was the achiever in the business. I would look after the kids, but we needed at least two housekeepers around the house. We then got a live-in nanny who was excellent with the kids."
"On Monday morning, I was always up first with the kids. He was in the kitchen. He gave me two thousand pounds in cash and told me to go out and buy slutty clothes that showed my body off. I also had to buy Boudoir Lingerie. I had a very close relationship with all our customers. It was me who they talked to. It was me they all contacted. I went to a very sexy boutique and bought a lot of outfits."
"I was the one that went out for dinner with clients. I was on first-name terms with all of them. All of them liked me and I liked them. I had a dinner appointment with a council employee on Monday evening. My husband phoned me in the late afternoon, telling me to wear something that showed off my big tits. He also told me he had told the client that I gave a wonderful blow job. If I did that for him, we'd get the contract."
"Darling, I owned half of the business. If I did this, the business would grow and boom. When he ass fucked me, he awakened my sexuality, I realised I loved sex, and he had never satisfied me. There was no problem for me to give a blow job. The contract was for eighteen million. I did it and that secured the contract. My new wardrobe gave me confidence. To be honest, I enjoyed showing my body off. I loved the attention I got from men. In those twelve years, I've serviced a lot of cocks. I have no regrets about doing it. To be brutally honest, I used them all for my personal sexual satisfaction. It was like a drug to me. I had the desire to please, and that made me very popular. Over the years, I was very lucky, as I never had one STD."
"Our turnover tripled in one year. The bigger contracts involved two council employees, one from purchasing and the other from quality control. That meant I'd look after two of them at a time. We'd go to a bedroom, and they'd take turns with having me. It meant I was giving a gang bang to both of them. I experienced sexual satisfaction. I was no longer a breeding machine. That was all I had when I was married for the first four years of my marriage. Barry, if my story disgusts you, please express your feelings. Sharing about my life has relieved a burden for me."
