How Alyssa Paid for College

"Hi - Joe?" Alyssa spoke into the phone. Amy had been gone several minutes. She left in tears, ashamed. She was satisfied, but vowed never to return - a vow she knew she could never keep

"Yeah, Alyssa?"

"Yes. I have the videos you wanted."

"Of Amy? Jesus! Did you fuck her up for me?"

"Oh yeah."

"God. You think you know somebody. Been married to her fourteen years and never would have thought -"

"Yeah, I don't really give a shit, Joe."

There was an awkward silence before Joe spoke up. "So, those videos -"

"Five hundred."

"Five hundred? God damn!"

"I fucking whored her ass out for next to nothing to two guys and burned her with cigarettes."

"God, damn, okay, five hundred, I -" Joe felt a bulge in his pants as he listened to Alyssa talk about how she had humiliated his wife.

"Some fucking husband, getting off to that."

"Hey, some fucking wife, whoring around behind my back!"

"Meet me in the parking lot at nine. Five hundred."

"Okay, be there at nine."

"And Joe?"

"Yes?"

"Just because you're a sick little bastard - double it and I'll let you experience everything she went through this morning."

"I have a better idea," he said. "I'm not into pain. But I'll pay you double to walk in while you have Amy blindfolded and fuck her ass and whip her. You know, she hasn't let me have her ass in years!" Alyssa smiled, thinking of how her ass had just been whored out and fucked by a guy half her age.

"Nine, Joe. And don't forget my money." Alyssa smiled. She wondered why she was even going to college. After all, a full time entry-level job wouldn't pay half as much as her hobby.