Wife paid my debt

My wife Melissa and I had been married for about 2 years. We both work
full time, and for the most part live a fairly normal life. Melissa
works at a Dr's office as a receptionist, and I am in sales. We met in
college and have been together ever since. 

Mt wife is gorgeous, and I have grown used to men staring at her. She is
26, 2 years younger than me,  5'5 with long blondish brown hair. She
has tan skin, and probably weighs about 120 lbs. She has the best legs
and tits of any woman I have ever been with. Her 34C's are amazingly
perky, and she turns heads wherever she goes. 

A few months ago, we got into a bit of financial trouble, and were in
danger of being kicked out of our apartment. Actually, I should say
that I got us into some financial trouble. I had accrued a bit of debt
with my bookie, Greg betting on football games, and now had to find
some way to pay this guy. I had managed to keep this from Melissa as I
handled all of our finances, but I knew I would have a tough time
explaining why we were suddenly homeless. At this point, we were 2
months behind on rent. 

Ron, my landlord is an asshole, plain and simple, so when he came
banging on our door one night, needless to say I was less than pleased
to see him. Now, while I can't stand the guy, I do my best to stay out
of his way. Ron is a black guy, about 6'4, and still in pretty good
shape for a guy in his late 40's. I'm not tiny at 6', but I knew that
if it ever came down to it, he could probably whip my ass. 

After inviting himself into my apartment, Ron informed me of our
potential evection, and then asked me where my wife was. When I told
him she was back in out bedroom, he was visibly excited. This didn't
surprise me, since Melissa had told me she had caught him openly
staring at her several times as she entered and left the building. "She
sure is pretty, your wife" , he winked at me. "Uh, thanks...." I
responded, wondering what exactly was brewing in his mind. About that
time, Melissa came into the living room, and looked a bit startled as
she saw our huge black landlord standing in the middle of the room.
"Oh, hi Ron," she smiled at him. I watched his eyes scan her up and
down, and wished she was wearing something more than the tank top and
short shorts she had on. 

"So, Chris, you paid Greg yet?" he asked casually, as he eased himself
down onto my couch. My heart nearly stopped beating. "Wh- H- ?" was all
I was able to get out, shocked that he somehow knew about my gambling
debt, and had just exposed it in front of my wife. "Who is Greg, and
why do you owe him money?" , Melissa asked, staring at me. But before I
could even answer, Ron took care of telling Melissa for me.  "Oh,
damn..... you didn't know? Your husband owes a friend of mine about
10k"  Melissa looked shocked and mad as Ron went on explaining that my
bookie, Greg, happened to be an old friend of his, and then he said " I
think I have a way of getting rid of this debt for you two." 

"How?" Melissa asked, her eyes nearly boring a hole through me. 

"Well," Ron responded as he stood up, taking Melissa's hand, "you are a
very beautiful woman, and I would be willing to take care of this
mistake your husband has made..... for a small price" 

"YES! Anything! Oh my gosh Ron, we'd do anything!" Melissa gushed,
obviously excited at the prospect of NOT having to pay out nearly twice
as much money as we were worth to my bookie. Ron's grin could not have
been bigger as he slid his hands down to my wife's hips, his eyes
inspecting her breasts. "Well  I sure am glad to hear that babydoll" he
said, eyes still locked on her body, which was just inches from his. 

At this, Melissa realized just what Ron interpreted "anything" as, and
began to pull back a little.  Ron jerked her body by her hips hard
against him, and I took a step toward him to put an end to this. Before
I even realized what happened, Ron took one hand and threw me back, and
knocked me to the floor. "Now listen here," he said, his tone much more
forceful as he spoke to Melissa. "You and I both know your dumbass
husband can't pay this debt off. Do you know what they'll do to him
when he doesn't, Melissa?" Melissa was standing with her hands at her
sides, Ron's arm wrapped around her waist, holding her tight against
him, their faces just inches apart as she shook her head no. " Well, I
doubt they'd kill him over ten thousand dollars, but they might. They'd
definitely fuck him up good though, or worse, they might come for you."
 She gasped as he continued. "So, I'm willing to take care of this
little debt for you, if you're willing to take care of me." 

My wife was frozen as he slid his hands up from her waist and cupped her
tits. "Baby, p- please..." was all I could manage to get out as I lied
on the floor, head still spinning from smacking it on the floor when
Ron shoved me down. "You didn't really leave me much of a choice, did
you Chris?" she stated flatly as Ron's lips began kissing her neck. Her
eyes closed as Ron began sliding her tank top off slowly, sliding it up
over her tight stomach before removing it completely, exposing her
perfect tits. I could not believe this was happening. This black man,
who I hated, was about to have his way with my gorgeous wife. 

"God damn babygirl," I heard him whisper as his hands slid up, squeezing
her breasts. Leaning his head down, he sucked one nipple into his mouth
as I watched my wife throw her head back. She loved it when I sucked on
her tits. He spent the next several minutes licking, sucking , and
gently biting her now hard nipples, before standing back up, grabbing
her shorts and panties, and sliding them down her legs in one motion. 

Melissa stood, almost in a daze, in front of him as he took a moment to
admire her naked body. "Mmmmm, I love a sexy white woman", he moaned
his hands roaming all over her body. "You ready to earn that payment,
Melissa?", he asked. As she nodded her head yes, he smiled, pushing her
shoulders down, forcing her to her knees. " Take my pants off" , he
ordered, as he removed his short to expose a surprisingly fir body for
a man in his late 40's. I had dragged myself up to the chair in the
corner of the room, and was trying not to watch. But I found myself
unable. I knew Melissa was mad at me, but I could also tell by her body
language she didn't want this. I felt awful, knowing it was all my
fault. Her hands worked to unfasten his jeans, and she slid them down
his legs. I heard her gasp as she slid his boxers down and revealed
what was by far the biggest cock she had ever seen. He was already
hard, and had to have been over 9 inches and was fairly thick too. 

Almost as if it was acting on it's own, her hand reached up and began to
slowly stroke his monster cock as Ron looked down on my wife stroking
his cock. " Go ahead baby, I know you wanna taste" , he whispered, and
I watched as my wife responded by wrapping her lips around his cock and
began slowly sliding her mouth down on him. She was using her hand to
stroke him as she slowly began to take him deeper into her mouth, and I
could tell it was stretching her. Ron's eyes were closed and his mouth
was open, head back as Melissa began bobbing her mouth up and down on
his cock. 

" MMMMmmmmm baby, you sure do know how to suck a cock" , he moaned, his
hands holding her hair as she sucked him. I was surprised at how far
she was able to take him. It looked like she now had about 7inches in
her mouth as she was bobbing up and down on his cock faster. I heard
Ron's moans growing louder and faster, and I knew he wouldn't last much
longer. He pulled her head even deeper onto his cock, forcing her to
take all 9 inches into her mouth and throat. I heard her gag a little
bit as he began pumping his hips back and forth. " MM MM MMM MMMMMM
baby, you gonna make this black cock cum" , he moaned as she slid her
hands up to his ass, holding him in her mouth.Opening her bbig brown
eyes, she looked him directly in the eye. 

"OOOooo fuckkkkk", he screamed as I watched his body begin to shake,
cumming hard into my wife's mouth. It must have been a huge load,
because plenty of it was spilling out between her lips. "God damn
Melissa, you know how to work a cock." I couldn't believe what I had
just seen, but  I was relieved it was over. That is until I heard him
say, "That was probably worth $ 4000. You ready to earn the rest?" 

To be Continued...

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