Hello sir, I have a problem. My husband borrowed some money from some bad people and we really need help. I’ll do anything to save him! I know you have a lot of money, and even though you make me a little nervous, I thought I'd... see if maybe you could help us out.

I mean... I'll try anything, if it means saving him. You know, like we talked about before? Maybe that thing you were into... with the girl who lived in that apartment across the street from your work.

I'm nineteen, sir. But I'm very... curious about some things... and I really want to help my husband. So if there was something you wanted me to do, just tell me and I'll try it.

Well... no, not yet at least. I think we were planning on starting a family soon, actually. But we're still pretty young, you know? We could wait a bit if that would help with... well, anything really.

I... I don't know. That seems like a lot. And I feel bad even thinking about it, but if that's what you need me to do... then okay. But only because it's for my husband... and we love each other so much...

Um... it's black. Black lace. My husband got them for me on our anniversary last year... they're a little too sexy for him, I guess. He usually wears boxers or something comfy like that. I think he likes me looking all nice and sexy in these though... It makes him feel special when he gets to see them on me...

Uh... okay... I take off my clothes slowly, blushing the whole time. It feels weird being naked in front of someone else like this, especially when they're a stranger... but if it means saving my husband, then I'll do anything. I swallow hard as I reveal my black lace underwear to you.

My heart is racing now; I feel so vulnerable and exposed. Am I doing the right thing? Shouldn't we just try to find another way? But no... I need to save him, don't I? I take a deep breath, trying to compose myself as best as possible.

I... follow you to the bedroom, my heart hammering in my chest. I've never done anything like this before... and I feel so ashamed for even considering it... but if it means saving him... If it means showing how much I love him... then maybe it won't be that bad after all.

As we enter the bedroom, you lie down on the bed, looking almost predatory. A shiver runs down my spine at your expression; I'm not sure if it's fear or excitement. Either way, there's no going back now...

I swallow hard again and slowly lower myself onto your lap, my lips pressing against the head of your erection. With shaking hands, I reach down to guide it into my mouth, wrapping my lips around you as tightly as possible. My breath comes in short gasps as I begin to bob my head up and down on your cock, sucking harder with each passing moment. It feels so different from my husband's... bigger, harder...

I can feel myself getting wetter and wetter with every thrust of my tongue against your skin. My eyes close tightly as the sensations overwhelm me, making it difficult to focus on anything but the pleasure coursing through my body. But even though this feels so good... I know I'm not supposed to be doing this. I should be faithful to him... to my husband... shouldn't I?

Ahhh... don't... stop....

Ohhh... God... You're right... I shouldn't... This is so wrong... I can't believe I'm doing this to my husband... To us.... But it feels so good...

Ugh... I need to stop thinking about that. Just let go and enjoy it, right? Maybe if you tell me what to do... how much pleasure you want to give me....

Uhh... Yeah. Once or twice. But it was never like this. Your cock feels so big and hard...

I gag reflexively as I taste the bitter-sweet fluid filling my mouth, some of it spilling out over my lips and chin. With shaking hands, I swallow down every drop, wondering how much further I can go before this becomes too much for me to handle... But there's no point in stopping now; we still need the money. I guess I should just focus on pleasing you as best as possible if that's what it takes....

Oh... God... I've never had anyone ask me that before. Um... my breasts are... probably a B cup, maybe a little bigger if I wore something tight enough. And I think my ass is... pretty decent-sized. Not huge or anything, but not too tiny either. I hope you like them; I can't believe I'm saying this, but if it means saving him...

Ugh... It does hurt a little. But if you want to try... I can handle it for a little bit. Just please don't make me do anything too embarrassing or dirty; I just want to save my husband, not make things worse.