Wife faces her debt Part 6

Gossip was running hot at the diner as everyone arrived for their next shifts on Monday morning. They couldn’t stop talking about the events of last Friday night, and who could blame them really. Erin had to admit it had been a great time but she was still downcast. There was no getting past the fact that despite their marvellous efforts, she was 21 facials short of the magic 57, and the down payment was due this Sunday, just 6 days away.

Shantelle was adamant. She had done more than enough. Harry had the time of his life and Erin shouldn’t be held back by the fact that his cock couldn’t give up that much jizz in such a short time. Shantelle’s advice to negotiate was sensible, Erin just didn’t seem interested in trying it out.

Pauline arrived for her shift. She had been reading this contract again.

“You know, it says you have to receive the facials WITH Harry, not FROM Harry.”

Erin was struggling to process what this loophole meant, but Harriet had no such troubles.

“So long as he sees you copping a load to the face it counts!” She said a little too loudly.

Erin seemed incredibly receptive to the idea, especially when it was pointed out they could probably get all 21 loads done in just one night.

Her mind went to logistics, she really had no idea what she was doing.

“Don’t you worry about a thing honey, leave it to me. You just tell Harry to expect us again this Saturday night” said Harriet gleefully.

As Erin set off for the night she could hear Harriet yelling something from inside

“Bukkake party!!”

Boo what? Who knows what she’s on about, Erin shook her head thinking as she got in the car.

That night as Erin shaved herself bald again, she came harder than she could remember at the mere thought of whatever Harriet was organising.

“What the hell have I become?”she wondered.

Here she was, a girl who a month ago always dressed to cover up, who had still never performed a blowjob, choosing to be cummed on rather than reach a settlement with Harry after driving home covered in jizz, when a woman touched her for the first time, just three days ago. She would have been freaking out about it all except for how supportive the other waitresses had been. They almost made this crazy situation normal.

The week at the diner seemed to take years. There was one and one only topic of conversation all week. Harriet was dismissive of the details with Erin and kept telling her to pick out a nice outfit for her trip to the realtor on Sunday.

By Thursday, Erin had forgotten to contact Harry and shot off a text.

“The girls and I are coming by Saturday to sort this thing out”

“I’ve been meaning to talk to you about that”

Erin could see another message being typed and her subconscious must have picked up that Harry was about to offer her a way out.

“We’ll be getting to 57” she shot back before Harry could complete his message.

Saturday arrived and Erin was more excited and nervous than she could remember. Yes, she was excited about starting her dream business tomorrow, but she couldn’t stop thinking about what was going to happen in a few hours time. She spent an age choosing an outfit, and eventually settled for the freshly dry cleaned cocktail dress that had been ruined by Harry’s jizz that night she went clubbing. Just six weeks ago she had full cotton panties and a conservative and supportive bra on under this dress, now the thought of wearing underwear at all didn’t even cross her mind.

Erin and the the other waitresses stepped out of the car outside Harry’s house. There were no uniforms this time. Shantelle was in a low cut leather number that had her huge boobs spilling out and her amazing ass very much on display. She had long stilettos. Pauline didn’t quite have the figure for Shantelle’s stunning outfit. She had gone for a professional shirt and blouse combo, but was telling anyone who would listen that she had waxed and wasn’t wearing any panties. She didn’t need to talk about her bralessness, E cup breasts and a see through top did the talking for her. Their driver nearly crashed the car on the way over.

Harriet, well, Harriet wasnt fucking around. She had a trench coat on but had flashed the girls her nude body with only a chain between her nipples as they met her on the street.

As they walked into Harry’s lounge, Harriet finally let Erin in on what was going to happen.

“Harry, you’re going to see Erin get those last 21 facials tonight, I’ve got a bunch of men coming over so there will be more than enough loads to go around. Us girls will get them ready. Erin sweetie, you’re our bukkake girl, you’re going to take a lot of cum tonight!”

Erin had kind of worked all this out previously but now she remembered Harriet yelling out something about a bukkake party earlier that week in the diner. Harry had worked it out too and had lights and a camera to hand. He was painfully hard, but determined to save his load for last.

A few minutes later some of the men started to arrive. Erin was having a drink to calm her nerves in the back and walked in to see 8-10 guys standing around awkwardly. There were some familiar faces here. After a few minutes she realised they were all regulars from the diner! One of them came up to Erin.

“Hey Erin! Fancy seeing you here! Harriet said to come here for a good old bukkake party tonight. Do you know where the girl is?”

Erin went red and started stammering and he put two and two together. She looked down and saw a massive erection growing in his jeans.

She couldn’t wrap her head around this development, remarking to Pauline that she couldn’t pour that guy a cup of joe next week after he had just cum on her face. Pauline reminded her she would be off working in her new boutique by then and she needn’t worry. A few more stragglers arrived and it seemed like things would be starting soon. The doorbell rang and Harriet answered.

‘Oh hey Charlie! Yeah you’ve got the right place! Come on in, I’ll fix you a drink.’

Erin’s heart stopped. Charlie was the short order cook at the diner. In his 50s, Erin saw him as a father figure and had been confiding in him as she dealt with living on her own. She grabbed Harriet and pulled her into a side room and explained her predicament.

“He’s got an absolutely massive cock…….so I’ve heard” said Harriet.

Erin was curious but certainly couldn’t imagine being jerked off on by a mentor like that. Before she could say anything Harriet had called Charlie into the room. Charlie was shocked to see Erin there and you could tell he was every bit as awkward. Harriet didn’t even say a word, just casually walking behind Erin, and sneakily lifting Erin’s dress so that Charlie saw her bare and shiny cunt. Charlie couldn’t help himself. He was a man after all. His cock began to swell and Erin could see it wasnt far from his knee! Harriet tried to cajole the two of them to do what was needed, but it just wasn’t going to happen. Harriet eventually gave up but demanded that Erin watch and learn as she blew Charlie. Even Harriet couldn’t deepthroat this monster. Charlie was loving the expert blowjob but kept staring across at Erin. She nervously let the straps of her dress fall, exposing those great breasts. Very quickly Charlie had Harriet gagging for air as he filled her mouth to overflowing. Harriet swallowed it all as she was sure there was more than enough jizz left for Erin that night.

As they returned to the lounge Harry was laying out some ground rules. He must have still harboured some feelings for Erin because he just didnt want to see her hurt, and was insistent that no one try to fuck her. Erin was relieved as that felt so wrong to her. He kept talking but Harriet stepped in and pushed him into a nearby chair.

‘Enough from you dickhead, right, here’s what is going to happen’ she yelled.

Harriet was like a general preparing her troops for war. The other two girls were following orders and had a rapidly hardening cock in each hand. Erin did as told and retired to a chair in front of the camera.

5 minutes later the guys were still being warmed up and Erin was sitting there pensively, but still clothed and dry. Harriet wanted to speed things up and ripped the tops off from Pauline and Shantelle. Harriet grabbed the nearest cock and rammed it into her cunt. She was about to instruct Erin but could see she had lifted her skirt just as before and was now showing her shaved pussy to all the diner regulars. 30 seconds later one guy pulled out of Harriet and jogged over to Erin, planting a solid load on her right cheek. The girls all clapped and cheered. Erin felt a surge of sexual energy run through her.

She could feel herself about to get carried away when the door rang. It was Harry’s older brother Craig. Erin had always disliked Craig and Harry knew it. They’d obviously been in touch. He walked straight up to Erin, who had rapidly crossed her legs, and demanded that she jerk him off.

Erin confidently replied that Harry’s dumb agreement didnt allow her to touch. Harry piped up that this was only for his cock and Erin better get to work. Without showing a reaction Erin grabbed his cock and started mechanically jerking it. The entire time she just glared at Harry. Erin had learnt a lot from last Friday. As Craig eventually got close to cumming, Erin expertly pointed his cock at the floor. He managed a few drops but none on her. Craig swore at her and soon left.

Erin felt like a million dollars now. Like a woman in control. She stood up, ripped her dress off and threw it at Harry.

‘Let’s get this party started!’ she yelled.

The next 30 minutes were amazing. Harriet had the girls working hard with mouth and hand, sending a steady stream of men ready over to Erin to shoot cum onto her face. Some had just a few drops for her cheek, others drenched her with thick ropes that stretched from her hair down to her swollen tits. Charlie stood nervously in a corner, largely unnoticed. Harry ran the camera gleefully.

Team player as she was, at quiet moments Erin used her body to help encourage the men. Spreading her legs obscenely she worked in some of the jizz that had dripped down into her slit. After one particularly big load she frantically fingered herself until she came so loudly that everyone stopped and watched in awe.

Things slowed a little as by now everyone had dropped their first load. The girls were bringing them round again, this time largely with their pussies. One or two had made their excuses and snuck out, unable to maintain the pace. Before too long a scrawny teenage regular pulled out of Pauline’s freshly waxed slot and dropped an impressive second load right on Erin’s nose.

Last week Erin had looked hot, many would say beautiful, with nipples glistening from jizz. This week was very different. Her makeup was completely smeared across her face. One eye was shut. Her hair stuck to her forehead and ears. Semen dribbled from her nose. She looked used. She looked dirty. She loved it. Charlie loved it too and came bursting from the shadows.

“Fuck fuck fuck fuck” he screamed guiltily as he let fly with what was easily the biggest load of the night. He shook his head and ran for the front door. Charlie had gone straight for her eyes and Erin was blinded.

‘HARRRIETTTTT’ she screamed.

Everyone assumed she was calling for a towel but Harriet knew otherwise. She plunged most of her hand violently into Erin’s pussy and was rewarded with a powerful orgasm.

Shantelle and Harriet had been competing all night, seeing who could have someone ready for Erin the quickest. The competition soon changed. Shantelle coaxed a load deep inside her pussy which annoyed Harriet. She grabbed the nearest limp dick and five minutes later showed Shantelle her beautiful creampie.

Erin couldn’t see all this but listened on, taking it all in.

Things seemed to come to a natural punctuation point. Guys were getting dressed and high fiving one another. Harry came running out from behind the camera. He found the only dryish spot in Erin’s hair and let fly with what had been building for hours. Now she was done.

The girls scooped up Erin and threw her into a coat and made for the door. They knew not to ask whether she wanted to get the cum off of her.

“Ten oclock at the realtors office” was all Erin could manage to mumble to Harry as she was helped to the car.

The next morning at 945 Erin strode confidently down the block. She was dressed immaculately in that infamous low cut powersuit from the lawyer’s office. There was just one key difference, ashe was sporting a set of long red dreadlocks. While they didnt match the suit. Erin’s new hairstyle made her feel better than anything ever before, knowing how she got it.

Harry was waiting in his car outside the office and waved Erin over while they waited for it to open. She jumped in the car and they chatted amicably. Harry was writing out a check for Erin.

“You know, I watched that video for the first of what might be a million times this morning” he remarked absent mindedly.

Harry had finished writing the check and had ripped it from the book.

“There must have been more than 30 loads last night. You took 20 to the face in the end in case you were wondering”

Erin immediately knew she was one short. She silently cursed the girls for their own love of cock, and herself for sending Craig’s load onto the carpet. While it was obvious Harry wasn’t going to hold that against her, she had an idea.

Erin shoved Harry’s check aside and lunged for his cock. She must have been a fast learner from watching Harriet, because within a few seconds she had deepthroated Harry’s cock in what was her first time sucking dick. Harry was shocked and excited by his first blowjob in many years, and having only cum once last night, was positively brimming. Before too long he was painting Erin’s throat. A single drop escaped her lips and ran across her face.

“57” she said, pointing to the drop and grabbing the check.

Months later ‘Boutique 57’ had opened and become a raging success, to the point Erin was looking to expand. She hadn’t seen Harry in months but he dropped into the shop one day, offering to help with the building renovation.

“Oh, you’re looking for work, so then YOU would need to clear a debt with ME?” She said smirking.

Harry left in a huff but that didn’t stop Erin’s now waxed pussy getting wet at the possibilities.

THE END

Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/u731mp/wife_faces_her_debt_part_6