Alex - 10 Days of Torment Ch. 05

"Fuck... he's got a nice ass," she sighed as she watched him walk away.

With the distraction of his company gone, Alex had a dozen questions. None of them were asked. He was too timid, so they ate in silence. Every once in a while, Christina would do a crotch check on him. She didn't have to, knowing what she would find. He was always as hard as she was wet, and she loved that they were both on fire.

Twenty minutes later they were still sitting in silence, their plates clean. It was Christina who finally spoke.

"How was your salad?"

"Actually, it was really good. Thank you for ordering it for me."

"You're welcome, sweetie. I hope this means you'll trust me now."

"I've always trusted you, Christina. I'm just going to struggle with letting go every now and then."

"I know. That's why it's important that I control more things than you thought I would... to help you get comfortable with the idea."

"I'm not sure I'll ever be comfortable."

"Well, no. Not if I become the hotwife we both want me to be," she grinned. "Which brings me to what I have to do next... how did you get the booth? Was it open?"

"Uh, no. Someone was in it."

"So, what did you have to do?"

"Well, I had to pay for it."

"I need details, please. This is very important, so don't leave anything out."

"Okay, well, I got here and noticed right away that the booth had someone in it. So I asked the guy that came up to me at the podium who served it. He said it was Todd, and I asked if Todd had any other tables of his open. I didn't want to have him lose a tip from someone he was already taking care of. That didn't seem fair."

"Very nice, Alexander. That was great thinking."

He nearly blushed from the praise. "Thanks. So I had the guy send Todd over, and when he came I told him that I was hoping to sit in a specific booth, but I saw it was occupied. He asked which one, and when I told him he shrugged and said the couple had just been seated. They only had their drinks, so it may not be a problem. He said it must be important to me, and I explained that it was where you and I were sitting when we made a commitment to reshape our marriage, and we wanted to celebrate it."

"Aww... that is such a sweet sentiment, Alex," she cooed, leaning to give him another sultry kiss. He practically swooned from the heat in that moment. Part of that was her not using his given name. It made everything more personal. "So, Todd got them to move, just like that?"

"Well, no. I bought that couple's lunch. And, I compensated Todd for his troubles."

"How much?"

"Is that important? You wanted me to get this booth. I had to make sure I didn't let you down."

"You haven't. But I'd still like to know how much."

"I gave him three-hundred dollars."

"Hmm... so would you say it was Todd that had the most to do with us sitting here, or the gentleman of the couple?"

"What kind of... I don't understand the question, Christina. I did what you wanted, didn't I?"

"We're sitting here, so you know I'm pleased. This has to do with what I have to do next, so it's important to know which person I should talk to."

"Well the couple left about five minutes ago."

"Fuck," she said under her breath.

"What?"

"I... I might have just fucked up again. I should have texted Gerard earlier. Actually, I should have taken care of this before we ate. I wasted too much time."

"You texted him?"

"Don't tell me that texting my bull is suddenly a problem now. You know what I'm trying to do. You're the one that told me to do whatever I can to fix what I messed up."

"That's because you were being a massive bitch, especially towards the kids. I can handle you treating me like shit. I deserve it for lying and well... hiding what I really wanted for us. But the way you lashed out at them was unacceptable."

"I agree, which is why I'm trying to fix this. I know I'm not going to be happy unless we see this lifestyle through and give it a chance. And now I may have screwed it up again. I might have to start looking for another bull. I just dread the thought of that right now."

"If it comes to that, we'll figure it out. But what's making you say that?"

"He wants me to talk with the person that was responsible for us sitting here."

"You already have."

"Todd?"

Alex nodded, "He was the one who talked to the couple. They were going to do it just because of whatever he said to them. I offered to by their lunch afterwards as a thank you, not a bribe to get them to move. I gave the cash to Todd to let him know how much that meant to us."

"Oh thank God," she sighed in relief.

"So, you're okay?"

"Not yet. I still have to do this, but it's probably going to be a lot easier convincing Todd than a guy that was part of a couple. I don't even know how that would have worked. I might have gotten into an argument with his wife... or girlfriend. Whoever she was to him."

"Christina, what the hell are you talking about?"

She put her hand up, pulling out her phone. Typing quickly with her thumbs just like a teenage girl, she fired off another text.

12:42 PM

I have details. It was Todd, our waiter. Meat paid $300 to get table.

She waited, hoping for a quick response, which she thankfully received.

12:42 PM

then hes the 1. already tld u what 2 do. do it!

12:42 PM

K. Do u want pics?

12:42 PM

video. u can send screen shots ltr.

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K

12:43 PM

get the $$

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??

12:43 PM

the 300. get it back.

12:43 PM

How?

12:43 PM

earn it whore

12:43 PM

K

A jolt of excitement ran through her body as she read Gerard's last text a second time. Putting away her phone, she downed the rest of her drink trying to calm her nerves. She'd totally forgotten her husband was sitting next to her until he cleared his throat.

"Christina, can you tell me what you were talking about a minute ago? And what was all the texting about just now?"

"Patience, dear," she replied as Todd approached, an appreciative smile on his face.

"Well, it looks like you enjoyed your lunch. Can I interest you in something on our dessert menu?"

Flashing a wicked grin, she asked bluntly, "That depends. Are you on it?"

"Beg your pardon?"

"Yeah, what he said," Alex added.

Christina's sparkling emerald eyes locked onto Todd's grayish irises, her intentions behind them becoming clear to him. Still, she played the part of a loving wife... but one that was different than most.

"I'm sure you're not naive, Todd. You saw how I looked when I came in here. My husband told you that this booth was important to me because it's where I made the decision to embrace his fantasy of becoming a hotwife. Do you know what a hotwife is Todd?"

He chuckled, his grin widening. "I also know what a MILF is. I would have pegged you for that category first."

"I'd like to think I qualify for both. You can have more than one tag on a Pornhub video, can't you?"

Todd became so intrigued he sat down in the seat across from her. "Indeed you can, Christina. Do you have something on your mind?"

"You... for dessert. You up for it?"

Shrugging, he replied, "Depends. What specifically are interested in?"

"Dessert would imply you might have something I'd be interested in tasting. Do I need to be more specific than that?"

"Would I be getting a taste of my own, or perhaps a more? Hard to think of you as a MILF and not dream of doing to you what that 'F' stands for."

"That's sweet, but not today. I have a feeling this won't be the last time we visit O'Malley's, though. I could probably be persuaded to have some kind of 'Todd' entree in the future. For now, I'm only interested in what you can offer me for dessert."

"Name the time and the place," he agreed.

"Right now, men's room."

"Are you serious?" he laughed.

"Very. It wouldn't be dessert if I didn't have it right after lunch, now would it. There are a couple of conditions, though."

"I'm still working on the first one."

"Me too," Alex groaned.

"This doesn't involve you, dear. As for you, Todd, I'd like the opportunity to get our money back. You can have the three hundred dollars, or you can have me suck your cock. Not both. You get to decide what kind of tip you're getting today. Of course, I'm a generous tipper, so do remember that for the next time I ask to sit at your table."

"Okay. What's the other catch?"

"Not a catch. It's a condition. I want you to use my phone and capture it on video."

"Do I get a copy?"

"I'll send you some edited screen captures if you give me your cell number. How's that?"

"Edited?"

"Might have to blur my face, depending on what I send. You'll get at least ten as a memento of us, but as you guessed, I am a MILF, and I have to remember what the 'M' stands for when I do this. I'm sure you can understand. Oh... and there's no Mrs. Todd, or future Mrs. that we need to consider, is there?"

"Single, currently unattached, and concerned mostly about the location. But, I'm pretty sure I could find another job."

"You won't have to find another job. If we get caught, I'll just give your boss a blowjob too," she reasoned.

"He's a she."

"What?"

"The manager is a woman."

"Oh. Well, I've never done that before, but a hotwife has to do what a hotwife has to do."

"Are you serious?" Alex interjected, his voice low but noticeably excited.

Todd looked in his direction for the first time, shaking his head as he laughed. "Looks like someone has another fantasy."

Christina affirmed, "I already knew about that one. He has some pretty interesting viewing habits, if you know what I mean. Hopefully it won't have to be fulfilled today, though. So, do we have a deal?"

"Yeah. Just let me go check on a couple of tables first."

"I'll meet you in there. Don't keep me waiting too long."

Todd left to do his actual job. Christina stood and motioned for Alex to get up as well. "Do you want to check for me to see if the coast is clear?"

"Are you really..."

"No more questions, Alexander. I need you to just learn to do as your told when these things come up. Now, either do a stall check, or I'm going in on my own."

She followed him to the back of the pub, and he went in. She gave him a minute, and then decided that was enough time. Walking through the door, she found him talking to himself in the mirror.

Seeing her out of the corner of his eye, he panicked. "What are you doing in here?"

"I'm about to suck cock. How long does it take to see if the room is empty?"

"That's not the point."

"Actually, it is. I counted on you to take care of this for me and instead you're in here having a psychotic episode."

"No I'm not."

"You were talking to yourself. I think that qualifies. We'll talk about your punishment for disappointing me later. For now, get out. I have a cock I'm really looking forward to sucking, and I have to get myself ready."

Alex didn't know what that meant. Any of it. The punishment, the need to prepare herself... it all made his head hurt and his cock throb. He left and returned to the table.

It was odd for Alex, watching Todd float around the room, checking on his customers, knowing all along that he was getting things in order so he could steal a few moments away to spend with his wife. He couldn't tear his eyes off the young man. Nor could he forget his comment about how amazing it must be to be married to a woman like Christina. Todd had called him lucky, but it appeared the tables had turned. The self-proclaimed second luckiest man in the pub was the one that was walking past him toward the restroom, on his way to get a glorious blowjob. That he winked as he went by made his stomach start to churn.

Todd walked into the bathroom to find Christina leaning against the back wall, totally naked, holding her phone in her hand. It surprised him, but his wry smile put her at ease.

"I trust you like what you see."

"Very much. Seems like you're teasing me though."

"Hmm... why's that?"

"You don't want me to put the exclamation point on the 'F' in MILF, but you can't help showing me what I can't have."

"Never said I didn't want you to. I simply said it might have to wait until another time."

"Like I said, a tease. Not that I'm complaining. I never expected you to provide a show along with the main event."

"My bull has expectations for me. Apparently just giving head isn't enough. I'm supposed to understand that men are turned on visually."

"Well I'm most definitely turned on, so you're going an excellent job do far."

"I'm glad. I'm surprised this restroom is so clean. Am I missing something?"

"What do you mean?"

"When I did this earlier today... it was in the men's locker room at my gym. It was immaculate too. I could understand that, maybe... but this is a public restroom. For men. I expected different. Frankly, I thought it would be rather disgusting."

"It's not public. It's a restroom for customers only... in a bar managed by a woman."

"Oh, yeah. I forgot. Am I going to have to eat some pussy too?" she winked.

"I don't know. I've got Tabitha covering for me... I'm on break, but I'd hate for her to figure out what I'm doing."

"Okay, then why don't you join me in the executive suite," she stated, pointing toward the handicap stall next to her.

He entered behind her and closed the door, sliding the lock in place. Turning, she held out her hand. "Whores get paid up front. I'm guessing it works the same under these circumstances."

Todd snickered as he pulled out three hundred-dollar bills from his front pocket. "I've never had to pay for sex before. That's a pretty stiff price for a blowjob."

Popping up her messenger screen again, her thumbs flew across the tiny digital keyboard.

1:04 PM

Naked in stall. Todd has $$. Says 300 steep 4 a BJ

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So

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Hes right. Im not good at BJs yet

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thts y u suck cock tmrw

1:05 PM

Can I give him his $$ worth

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??

1:05 PM

Can I fuck

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y u askn me that

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Cause u own my pussy

1:05 PM

Not yet

1:05 PM

Yes. It belongs 2 u now

1:05 PM

so u want my ok

1:05 PM

Yes please

1:05 PM

if I take u back ull b punshd 4 this

1:05 PM

K. Can I

1:05 PM

yes. cum on face like b4

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Have no condoms with me

1:06 PM

bad slut

1:06 PM

Good whore?

1:06 PM

HA. yes fuck him good

1:06 PM

I will. Video ltr. bye babe

"What was that all about?" Todd asked as she opened her camera and handed him her phone.

"You sound just like my husband. I was texting my bull. Is that okay?" she winked.

"Of course. Did he have anything interesting to say?"

"Actually, he did. I mentioned that you felt three hundred was a lot of money just for a blowjob and he agreed. So, you're in luck," she said as she opened the front of his black pants. Fishing out a rather large, thick cock, she licked her lips. "Looks like I'm in luck too!"

"What makes you say that?" he chuckled.

"Because, he's going to let me give you your money's worth. I hope you can shoot video and fuck at the same time."

His excitement nearly burst out of his chest. She could feel his cock jerk in her hand when he asked, "Wait... really?"

Standing, she gave him a quick kiss on the lips and said, "Yes, really. Now turn on the video, pay me, and then I'm going to suck you for a bit before I let you fuck me. But remember, you have to let me know when you're going to cum, because you have to give me a facial. Okay?"

"Anything you say, Christina!"

"You can say that now, but don't use my name while you're filming."

"Right. Got it."

He handed her the cash, and he made sure to capture the exchange. She put the bills on top of her clothes, bending over at the waist to flash her dripping pussy for him. She looked over her shoulder, the naughty smile making him weak-kneed. Then she spun quickly, dropping to her knees in front of him.

Like earlier that morning, she made sure to make a lot of eye contact while she sucked his hardness, playing not so much to the camera but the handsome stud holding it. He moaned when she jammed the head into the back of her throat, hoping it take it all. It was frustrating she hadn't figured out how to get past her gag reflex yet, but she didn't show it. Every move she made was done with grace and enthusiasm.

That included when she pulled off and stood. Still stroking his hardness, she cooed, "Give it to me hard and fast. We don't have a lot of time. And let me know when you're going to cum. I want you to shoot all over my pretty face, baby."

Turning her back toward him. She bent over, grabbing the handicap rail and holding on as he slammed his cock fully into her on the first thrust. His tried to do as she asked, going as hard and deep he could, but fast proved tricky because he was also trying to capture everything on the video. He couldn't take hold of her hips to create any leverage, so he was relying on his powerful thighs. It worked to a point but she wanted more.

Using her own thighs, she started meeting his thrusts, the force causing their bodies to slam together. She longed for it to be louder, but his clothing kept that from happening. It was on the rough side though, which she loved. Her moaning chants matched the pace, and she begged for more. He grunted as he neared his orgasm.

"I... I'm there!"

He pulled back and she spun into place, grabbing his cock just as it was about to spurt.

"Aaaaaagggghhhh!" he growled behind his clenched teeth, trying to hold in most of his screaming.

Cum flew from his pulsing shaft, painting stripes across her cheeks and forehead. It was very thick, seeming more like a paste than a fluid, and she giggled as it finished.

"Thank you. That was wonderful," she grinned from her position on her knees.

"Yes, it was," he said breathlessly, turning off the video.

She took the phone, placing it on the floor near her clothes. "That is some thick cum you have Todd. Is it always like that?"

"Pretty much," he shrugged as he put his cock away.

"It's like icing. I think it's going to be a lot more noticeable than I was when I showed up at the bar, and that was two loads."

"Two?"

"What can I say... I've been a busy girl today."

"I guess you have. Can you at least tell me you came? It didn't, you know... I came kind of fast because of the... I'm usually -"

"I have no doubt you are, Todd. Don't worry about it."

"So you didn't."

"No, but I wasn't supposed to."

"Because your bull said so?" he wondered, hoping it was a directive and not performance related.

"Well, that was true this morning because I just gave blowjobs. He didn't tell me I couldn't with you. That had more to do with me."

"You mean me. I'm sorry. I should have lasted longer."

"You lasted exactly as long as I wanted you to," she smiled.

"I don't understand. You didn't want to cum? Why not?"

"It's not that I didn't want to. It's more like I said, I wasn't supposed to. You paid three hundred dollars to fuck me. In my mind, the reality of that transaction put the emphasis on your pleasure, not mine. Plus, we don't have a lot of time, which, you know, kind of made me fantasize about being used like that."

"So, you're into role playing, I take it."

"Not per se. I don't really have a lot of experience doing that, but the thought excites me. This was more of a reality in my mind. You had the money. You didn't have to pay me. But I wasn't going to have sex with you today if you didn't. That was a real turn on, whether I came or not."

"Yeah, but... pride, you know."

She started getting dressed. "I'm sure you'll have me screaming my head off the next time we fuck, baby."