The next morning I was down stairs making coffee when I heard footsteps upstairs in the guest room. Once it was apparent that they were all awake, i called up to them to come down for breakfast if they’d like.
Shane and Taylor came down first. They were both wearing shorts and a large tee shirt. I got them some cereal and juice (not a whole lot of breakfast options in my house). Julie was still upstairs getting dressed so i got to spend a little time with the kids. They weren’t very talkative, but at least told me what grade they were each in (4th and 6th) and which school they went to.
Julie came down and thanked for helping feed the kids. She said that she had been able to get her cell phone turned on and get to the address book to get some phone numbers, even though her service was disconnected. She had used my upstairs phone and said that a friend was coming by in 20 minutes to take the kids to school.
The kids got dressed in the same clothes that they had been wearing the day prior and went outside to meet the friend.
I heard a car come up the driveway and park outside. I watched the kids get in the car and Julie walk over to her friend and give her a big hug. The friend started to cry and then Julie cried. They spoke for a few minutes. I was about to go outside to see if things were alright when Julie’s friend got in and drove off with the kids down the long driveway.
Julie came in with tears streaming down her face.
“What just happened?” I asked.
“My mother fucker of an ex-husband, that’s what.”
“What do you mean?”
“He knows that Samantha is about the only friend I have left that will still help me out. Well, her boyfriend and Tony, my ex, are buddies. I guess Tony told Colby, her boyfriend, that if Samantha helps me out anymore, there would be hell to pay. Tony is a big fuckin guy, and I’m sure that Colby won’t want to cross him. So I guess Samantha was told that if she helps me anymore, she’s going to get the shit beat out of her. Tony is the kind of guy who would probably try to rape her too, just to teach her a lesson.”
“Holy crap” was the only response I could think of.
“Yeah, so Samantha can’t help me anymore or she’s going to get fucked up – literally, probably – and Jessica I just learned moved back to Georgia last week and that’s why her phone was disconnected. So I have absolutely no one to help me out now.”
I felt like Julie was probably a good person, but had just been mixed up with the wrong crowd somewhat, and certainly had been unlucky over the past year.
“If I help you get your cell phone service back on, do you think that you can track down any one else who can help you out?”
“I don’t really know who, but I suppose I don’t have any choice but to call around and see if I still have any friends left.”
She dialed her customer service line and handed me the phone. I got out my credit card and put $50 on her account.
Julie again thanked me profusely and went upstairs to make some calls and see if she could get her life back on track.
An hour later, she came back downstairs looking like she had been crying the whole time.
“Looks like Tony put the word out to everyone that he knows that if they help me, they are going to have to answer to him. He’s a fucking asshole who is just trying to make my life a living hell. I did get one guy from my old job that Tony doesn’t know who said we could stay in his garage for a couple of days. It sounds like a shithole, but it has a roof, so at least we ain’t camping outside. Of course, I know that I’m going to be spread-eagle taking it in the ass for a couple of hours every night to “earn” this four-star hotel.”
“Oh, I see.” I responded, thinking things through quickly. I appreciated that Julie didn’t have many options, and that providing sex in exchange for services wasn’t beneath her.
I paused for a moment, then said “What if you could stay here for a while?” I asked.
“What do you mean?”
“Well, I have that extra room I’m not using. I work from home either here in the kitchen or in the office, but you all wouldn’t bother me. Your kids certainly seem nice enough and they seem helpful.”
“Are you really serious?”
“Yes, I am. However, we would have to agree to an arrangement for service, if you know what I mean.”
“Sure, if you can fuck me every night, we can stay” she said, sounding somewhat sarcastic.
“Well, I’m not sure that I can go every night, but you have the right idea. You give me what I want, and you’ll get what you want.”
“And what do you want, exactly?” Julie asked.
“I don’t know yet, and I hate to get too specific before I have even seen you naked.” She smiled a little at that.
I continued “Ya know, I bet if you had your car back – or maybe even a nicer one – things would even be a lot easier on you. I live way out in the sticks, wouldn’t it be easier if you could just drive wherever you needed to?”
She looked suspicious. “Why are you now offering me a car?”
“There is one other thing that I want. But hear me out before you react.”
I think Julie thought I was going to ask to bust her daughters cherry or something, and was ready to stand up and walk out.
“Let me be frank: I would like to see your kids without their clothes on.”
Julie did actually stand up. “No way you fucking pervert. I am leaving.”
“Listen for a second before you run out. First, where are you going to go? You have no wheels, you have no money, and all your shit is on MY porch. But second, I didn’t say I wanted to touch them. I said that I want to LOOK at them. What if you got a place to stay and a car out of it, and all I got was a little, shall we say “quality time” with mom once in a while, and got to LOOK at the kids with no harm coming to them, nor them even knowing what’s going on. They would be completely unscathed.”
Julie was still standing, but at least wasn’t as red in the face as she was a minute ago. “I don’t really even know what you are talking about. What do you mean you want to just look at them? how?”
“I think that I’d hook up small spy camera in your room and in the bathroom so I can see them. That’s it.”
“And how do I know that you’d stop at just watching? Next week am I going to find you slipping your finger in Taylor’s pussy?”
“Well, I have a way to provide you some reassurance of that. Here is what I would propose as collateral to you to ensure that it doesn’t go any further. I will, right now, record a full confession on DVD declaring that I installed spy cameras in my house to watch underage children. That DVD then goes to the bank where they have some three-key safety deposit boxes. Unlike most safety deposit boxes where the owner plus bank key is needed, my bank has some where the bank plus TWO owner keys are needed. You would get one key and I would get one key. Neither of us could access the box without the other one. In the event that you feel that I have overstepped our agreement, you go straight to the police and tell them what is going on, and where the confession is. They’ll get a warrant to open it up and find it. I’ll be arrested and go to jail. Even if I had wanted to get that DVD out and smash it, I wouldn’t be able to since you have the other key.”
“How much of a pervert are you that you have this whole thing dreamt up already?”
“After you sucked my dick last night I realized that you were pretty good. I am a single guy who doesn’t ever get laid without paying for it. I really don’t like picking up street girls, and began to think of ways where we could possibly maintain some sort of relationship. I had been thinking that I was just going to have to offer you money for some semi-regular sex, but when things looked like you weren’t going to get a place to stay, I realized that trading room and board may be easier.”
“And this whole thing with the kids and the bank boxes? When did you come up with that?”
“Yeah, that was mostly just now, but I was thinking of it a little earlier today when I was having breakfast with them. They were both so cute, I was thinking of how I could see more of them.”
“What sort of “more” do you really want to see? They are just kids”
“Well, I am more interested in Taylor, of course. She looked to have some cute little boobs and I’d love to see what they really look like without anything on. I tried looking for her nipples in the rain yesterday, but that damn pink bra was too thick. I’m not sure if she has any hair down there, but I’d love to see her changing or taking a shower and find out. Shane is cute too. I would be happy to just see him naked and see what he looks like.”
Julie sat back down. “This is the most fucked up thing anyone has ever asked. I really don’t understand how you could want to see a 10 year old’s cock?”
“What can I say? That’s just who I am. But I think that I have offered you a pretty generous, and I think safe, proposal for you.”
“So you are just going to sit in your bedroom and jerk off watching my kids take a shower or change for school?”
“Yeah, I suppose so. Plus you and I will get together a little too. Don’t forget about that. I think 3 or 4 times weekly is fair. I’m not sure my dick would handle any more than that.”
“Oh, yeah, can’t wait.”
I smiled a little inside when she said “can’t wait” as though she has already agreed to this.
“So Julie, what do you think?”
In a stroke of shear luck, it started to rain outside right at this very moment. We both looked outside. Julie quickly realized that being a wet, homeless mother of two, with no friends to help her out was a bad situation. Having to fuck and suck a relative stranger who was also secretly watching her kids naked was a bad situation too, but maybe just a little less bad.
“You are a prick. If you every so much as touch one of my kids, I am going to cut your fucking balls off.”
“Deal”
“Ok, get out your computer or whatever and start recording that DVD. I want to have that done and in my hands.”
“Sure thing. Let’s do it.”
It was only about noon so we still had 6 hours before the kids were done with school and their afterschool program. I recorded the DVD while Julie watched. She made me re-do a couple of items to incriminate myself more fully if this were ever found. After I was done, she insisted that we watch it on the TV from the regular DVD player to be sure it worked and I hadn’t cheated somehow. After she was satisfied, we took off for the bank. I wanted to get this in place as fast as possible.
The box cost me $75 a month, but it was well worth it. We got two separate keys, one for each of us. I’m not sure what she was going to do with her key, but I was sure as hell going to hide mine.
We got back home by 3. I was skipping like a school kid.
“Hey, look through the paper and see if there is a car you like.”
Julie lit up, realizing that some sense of normalcy could be hers once I followed though with my promise to get her a car. She opened up the used car section and started looking.
“While you are looking, pull off your pants and underwear.”
“What?” Julie half-yelled.
“Come on, take them off. I want to eat your pussy. I haven’t even seen it, but I want to eat you out. I haven’t sucked on a clit in a while and I’d like to do it to you.”
“I’m reading the paper!”
“So, you read, I eat.”
Julie gave in, and pulled down her pants and underwear revealing a huge mass of black hair.
“Oh god, what’s all that?”
“Hey shithead. You asked for it.”
“But why so much hair? Don’t you want to trim it or something?”
“Listen, it’s sort of self-preservation, OK? If I am letting some dude stick it in me for some rent money, I want him done ASAP. This sort of helps with that situation.”
“OK, fine. But no more of that, ok? You don’t need to date other guys for cash for now, OK?”
“If you are paying my bills, then it’s fine with me. They are all male skanks anyway.”
“Hey are you clean, ya know, disease-wise?” I asked
“One of the benefits of being poor is free healthcare. I get checked out every other week at the free clinic.”
With the administrative issues out of the way, I pulled her legs apart and, using two hands, separated her lips. She didn’t seem to pay attention to me at first, but as I got licking her clit she started to get into it a little more. There were some “umpf’s” and some “Mmmm’s” until she finally came in a shuddering climax.
“That was nice” she said. “But just because you can get me to cum doesn’t mean that I feel any better about this whole thing.”
“Sure, baby. That’s fine. You’ll get your nut off, I’ll get my nut off, and we’ll all be happy.”
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