I drove home, my husband Chad sitting beside me. He didn't say a word the whole way. His hand was on my thigh, his fingers clenched, holding me tight. I pulled in our driveway and parked in front of the garage. Chad came around and opened my door, helping me out. He was being the gentleman that I married years ago. We walked into our house together.
Chad took my hand and dragged me into our kitchen. He pulled out a chair and roughly pushed me down into it.
“I'm going to have a nightcap, do you want one?”
I nodded my head in the affirmative. I watched Chad pour us each a drink, he handed me one and sat down across the table from me.
“The first thing I want to know is why. Why did you choose this path?”
“I wanted to help by earning extra money so we could adopt a child sooner. You know the real estate slump has hit us hard. I was looking on the internet and I saw an ad for a lingerie model. I thought my figure and looks are good enough, so I called. They gave me a another number to call and I did. It was Diamond who answered the second number. She did a phone interview with me and asked for photos.
She wanted two full length photos one frontal and one from the rear, of me wearing a form fitting dress. I wore the dress, you know, the one that I can't wear a bra with. The one you say makes me look like a slut. It gave her an idea of my figure and how busty I am.
She wanted the same in lingerie. I sent her photos of me in my black sheer gown. I set our bedroom lamp perfect and the light shined through, accenting my tits and curves. The last photos she wanted were of me nude. She wanted to look for tattoos, they were a no no.
I sent them to her in an email. Diamond called me the next day to set up a lunch interview. You saw that on the video.”
“But how did you go from modeling lingerie to fucking a black dude?”
“I was hesitant, I thought at first that she might be running an escort service. She assured me I wasn't going to escort, but the money was real good. She quoted me two thousand, that's a lot of cash so I said okay. She told me that I would be making private videos for very rich men. She told me they would watch me being recorded. That after each video session I would be on my own. She said the men were very handsome and that I would probably want to seduce them and that was okay with her. Wesley was my first video session. I was paid $3,000 for that. I was paid $3,000 for the next video also.”
“Did you have sex with him without getting paid?”
“Once, only once.”
“So you're still fucking for $2,000. And am I right that I heard you tell him, “I love your cock"?”
“Yes”
“Do you love his cock?”
“I do love the way it makes my pussy feel so full. I know you don't want to hear this, but Wesley is the best fuck I've every had. Sorry.”
“Right now that is neither here nor there. Do you want to continue with this line of work?”
“I don't know, I like the money. The sex is great too. Have I killed your love for me? I didn't want that to happen. I wouldn't blame you if you filed for a divorce.”
“I don't know how I feel towards you right now. What really pisses me off is how you went off on me and Kimberly when you were doing the same, only worse. Cheating is cheating babe, even if you're fucking for money. You owe Kimberly an apology, maybe me too.”
“I'm sorry, I was wrong and wasn't thinking right. Yeah, I cheated first and then I caught you with a naked woman. The jealous switch flipped in my brain. Will you ever forgive me?”
Chad didn't answer me, all he said was, “Get your fucking ass in the bedroom”. Which is what I did.