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I Did It For The Money
Ah, the things we do for money. They say that "money is the root of all evil." Maybe that's so. What kinds dastardly deeds have you engaged in for a buck or two? Confess your dollar driven sins with us here and now.
  • — I Did It For The Money —
    Straight Female / 28

    The truth is that I don't have any real skills or even a decent education. I have always thought I would be a model or something . I know that sounds arrogant but my whole life people said that I'm beautiful and should be able to be a model. Now that I'm 28 and married I realized that isn't going to happen. I actually realized that about two years ago. My husband is a good guy but he doesn't make much money. I started a cleaning business 3 year's ago and it wasn't going well. One of my clients was my husband's boss , he commented one day that men would pay me just to watch me clean in a sexy outfit. Soon that's what I was secretly offering to him and a couple others. This turned into me having sex with them for money. Through word of mouth I have built my clientele to 31 people and make an average of 2500 a month. I lay in bed and almost cry at night because I'm a whore but I don't know what to do and we can't afford for me to stop. Although my husband has no idea what is going on he encourages me to get more clients and make more money. I relayed the message to his boss and he brought please over to his house and they used and verbally abused me Friday afternoon. I am disgusted in what I have become.

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  • — I Did It For The Money —
    Straight Female / 23

    I am 23 and I am unemployed and I have been living out of my car and at times couch surfing when I get a chance. My car broke down and it was towed to a service garage. I was told that the front end needed work and it would be 1500 dollars and it would take a day because they had to order the part because the car is 12 years old. I don't want to go into this but I have to. I had not eaten in two days, I had less than four dollars, I had not taken a shower in several days, I had not had my period in several months, I sat on the floor in front of the office and cried.

    A man who was there getting new tires for his BMW talked to me. When he found out I hadn't eaten he paid the tow truck and took me across the street to the Olive Garden. I used the bathroom there to try and wash up my face and hands. After we ate we went back across the street and he told the garage to fix my car, and change the breaks and get me new tires. We took my stuff out of my car and went to his house where I brushed my teeth and took a shower. When I was done he gave me a shirt of his to wear while my clothes went into the wash.

    While my clothes were in the wash he told me that life was bad and I had to pay the way women had paid for ever. He fucked me, I had to suck his cock and he ate me. We had some supper later on, grill cheese and soup and he fucked me again and I had to sleep with him in his bed. He fucked me again in the morning, he said he had a lot invested in me and he was going to get pussy payment. I had to suck his cock again in the morning.

    He took me to the mall and bought me some clothes and had my hair cut and then took me to the nail place. He wasn't done with me, he wanted more pussy, a lots more pussy. He kept fucking me even when he really couldn't fuck anymore.

    When my car was done he paid for it and told me to be careful and not to sleep on the street and get a job and he gave me his phone number and address and told me to come over whenever I needed to get my pussy fucked and he would feed me.

    I know this sounds bad and it is. It is worse because I went to him several times to eat and he gets pussy all night long. I don't know why he likes my pussy but he does. He fucks me and eats me and gives me his cock to suck and swallow. He buys me clothes and lets me sleep with him. I don't have a job. I have a degree in Music Appreciation. I have been at his house for six months. The only good thing is that now my period is back and I have gained over ten pounds. I never thought I would be relieved to get my period or get fat. He says he likes fat, he wants meat on the bone, he likes fat pussies and fat tits. I know he is just trying to joke but I think it is true.

    So I am here because I can't get a job and all I can do is live with a man and give him sex in return for food and clothes and a place to sleep. I wish I understood why he likes me so much.

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  • — I Did It For The Money —
    Straight Female / 25

    Hi,

    To be honest, I feel like crap about this entire thing. I'm stuck though. There is no way I can confess and move on with my husband because it would wreck him and the relationship he has with his family.

    After we had been married for only just over 6 months our financial world fell apart. I lost my job due to the company downsizing and a month later my husband lost his for the same reason. We worked at the same company and is where we met a few years earlier. We went through our meager savings and did all we could to find employment. All plans for a family were put on a back burner as were basically any plans we had made for us. We were broke. We signed up for food stamps and while they did keep us fed, we had nothing to cover our mortgage or just everyday expenses. Fortunately, my husbands Father would step in and help us out. My parents had no way of helping.

    We spent five months looking for employment before my husband finally found something, With our former company downsizing and it being the largest employer in the area, there were a lot of people looking for jobs. He found one at the hospital doing janitorial work. It was at least full time and would have insurance after a couple months of working there. Fortunately, it was the day shift. Unfortunately, it didn't pay much over minimum wage with a raise to come after ninety day prohibition period. Still, it was income we didn't have and appreciated it.

    My Father in Law is not a poor man and was very smart during his life with savings and investments. He is a widower after losing his wife to an automobile accident before I even met my husband. The settlement from life insurance and the suit brought against the guilty driver pretty much set him for life. Thus the reason he retired at fifty. He is now 52 and trying to just enjoy life. Sure, he could have helped us more than he did but he believes in working for a living and instilled that into his son. My husband never felt right going to his father for any kind of help but did so from time to time and my father in law never refused to help us.

    One weekend, seven months after me losing my job and my husband working for two months, we were invited to my father in law's house for a little cook out. He did this from time to time and it is always a welcome invitation for us. We sat around, had a few beers, FIL did some grilling, and just had a nice time out from any worries. FIL had a nice home, not that big but too big for just him. It was his home and he would never consider leaving it. As we were sitting around FIL asked how my job search was going. I explained that it wasn't going well at all. I get call backs but then mostly hear nothing after that. Very disappointing I told him. How about this, he mentions. Now I know you are a secretary and I have heard a damn good one, how about looking at something I can offer you. My husband pops his head higher and ask, dad, what jobs could you offer? You don't have anything to do with any business. Well, my FIL tells him, I have my own business and that is keeping up this house and it's gardens your mother loved so much. That is my business and frankly, I could use some help with it all. Really, I asked, just what is the job? Basically cleaning and taking care of the flowers is all. I'll pay you $50.00 a day every day you work. Not sure you will be needed every day but that will give you some time to keep looking for a job somewhere. I looked at my husband. His eyes were lit up with approval. I looked at my FIL and told him, I do know how to clean a home and I do like flowers, so I think I would be interested. Great he said. Of course, you never know what else I'll need being taken care of around here so if duties increase I will increase any pay. My husband looks at his father and tells him how nice it is that he has made such an offer and how much it would help us out. My pleasure he answered back. It's a job not a handout. Husband said he understood.

    On Monday I arrived by 8:00 AM and asked where all the cleaning supplies were. FIL showed them too me and then showed me where the gardening supplies were located. With that information in hand, off I went to fulfill my duties. I stopped for some lunch FIL had prepared at noon and before one was back at it. I was finished with everything by 2:30 PM. FIL commented how nice everything looked but if I worked like that every time I was there he wouldn't need me too many days. he said just come tomorrow and just see what you can find to do. I said I would and he handed me $50.00. I got home and placed it on the table. When my husband got home I showed it to him. He was thrilled. I told him what his father said about everything looking so good i may not be needed every day but to come back tomorrow and just see what I could find to do. My husband told me maybe I should slow down and stretch it out a bit. I laughed, he laughed and we had a nice evening.

    Next day I was back at 8:00 AM. FIL tells me he was glad he didn't scare me off. I laughed at that and told him I didn't think he could ever do that. I went to work but started in the garden so I could avoid the later days heat. After finishing I went to clean up before starting in the house to see what I could find. FIL told me I could use the shower in the hallway if I wanted to take a shower. It was hot and I probably did smell so I accepted. He pointed out the linen closet where the towels were kept. Off I went. The shower felt nice and when I finished and dried off, I still had my sweaty clothes to get back into so it probably didn't help much. I got dressed and was going to take my towel down to the laundry when I walked past the bedrooms and seem my FILs door was partly opened. Normally all the doors were kept closed so I stepped in and grabbed the door knob to close it when I seen my FIL sitting on the edge of the bed facing me but hadn't looked up to actually see me. He was naked from the waist down and masturbating. OK, he is only 52 and his wife has been gone for quite some time. I never heard of him dating so I guess this would be expected behavior. He looked up and sees me. Tries to cover his erection with a hand but actually, one hand wasn't enough to hide him. Oh, I said. I'm really sorry but I seen the door was opened a little and I was going to close it. He looks right at me and says, no problem. I forgot you were in the bathroom and, well, you know, nature called. I understand I said. Really, he asked back. Sure I said, you need release just like anyone would need it. Thank you he told me and dropped the hand that was covering his erection. It was still quite erect and yes, I did look at it. It was bigger than his sons. My FIL then surprised me. Well, if you understand, how about helping me? I can't do that I told him. I'm married to your son. I promise I will never tell a soul, he replies. I will know, I replied and you would know. Yes, he tells me, we will but that is where it stops. Just us.

    My FIL asked that I come closer and I did but still keeping over an arms length away. Listen, he explains. I haven't been touched by any Woman since my wife died. It's only been me, myself, and I and frankly, I could really use a Woman's touch just because I know it would feel so good. Please, come closer he asked. I took a step closer and frankly, I was looking at his erection more than i looked at his face and I think he read that as me being interested. Touch it, he directed. Please, give me some stimulation I haven't had in years. Oh shit, I stepped the rest of the way forward and put my hand around it. He groaned and laid back on the bed. His legs from the knees down hanging over the side. His erection now standing straight up in my hand. Make it cum, he almost demanded. I started sliding my hand down it but it wasn't slippery and it was hard to slide. I spit on my hand and on his erection and that made it easier. I just stroked it and before much time passed, he moaned, groaned, and jerked as cum came rushing out of him. It didn't shoot far, maybe six or so inches but it sure came out with force. He closed his eyes and I walked away leaving him to himself. I went back to the bathroom and washed my hands. I went down stairs and started cleaning thinking about what I just did for him. God, I hope he was telling the truth that no one would ever know. I guess that a one time thing is not too bad. It seemed he needed it.

    FIL came down the steps and found me in the kitchen. He came up to me and told me thank you. I said, you're welcome. Not sure why I did you but I did and now it is our secret. Right? Very much so, he replied. He handed me some cash and I told him I wasn't finished yet. He told me it wasn't for cleaning, it was for the attention I was willing to give him. It was $25.00. I told him I'm not a whore. Oh my, he relied, I would think not but I did agree to pay extra for any additional services I needed and this was an additional service. He made it sound like a job. I put the money in my pocket. The rest of the day went on as normal. Cleaning and lunch at noon. About 3:00 PM I finished whit what i could find and announced I was leaving. He handed me another $50.00 for the day.

    When I arrived home again I placed the $50.00 on the table for my husband to see. I did not put the $25.00 there because I just couldn't come up with a good excuse for it. I put it in my drawer under my clothes. My husband never goes there. I would need to figure out how to slip this money into the every day money. For now, it will stay hidden. When my husband arrived home he again seen the money. He was happy. Asked me if his father was behaving? I asked why he would ask that? Of course he is behaving. Just joking was his reply.

    The next morning I remembered that I had never asked if I was to come to the house that day or not. I gave FIL a call to ask and he said if I wanted to come, I could. He was sure there were things that needed attention. I was totally thinking in the house. He wasn't I guess. When I arrived he was waiting for me. He starts right in with how much he appreciated what i did. How I made him feel like twenty years old. Then, as he turned around to walk out of the room to let me get to work, he adds that he can't wait till later for more. Wait, I somewhat yelled. What do you mean more? Yesterday was a favor, just for you. It didn't mean there would be more, I explained harshly. Oh, you don't want this job, he asked? Of course I want the job but it wasn't discussed that getting you off was part of it, I responded. I did say extra duties that would be rewarded separately, did I not, he states. Yeah, you did but you didn't say what, I answered. So, do you want the job or not, he asked forcefully? Not sure what you will explain to my son about quiting after giving me a handjob. Shit, shit, shit. No, I could never tell my husband why I quite and no other reason would probably be accepted. I would be turning my husband against his father and that would never be a good thing. I just couldn't think. OK, I said, just what do you mean by more later. We'll see, he tells me. We'll see how I feel, he continued. I just tried to do my work the rest of the morning all the while wondering what he had planned for me. We had lunch at noon again. I did the dishes and went to the shed to start with some gardening. When I opened the shed door, he was standing there.

    Fully naked from head to toe he stood there waiting for me. I guess it could be worse and he was not in as good of shape as he kept himself. He was still a handsome man. He lifted up his soft dick and waved it at me. Suck my cock, he directed. What the hell. I walked up in front of him and dropped down to my knees. I took his dick in my hands and sucked it into my mouth. He immediately got hard and I could feel it growing towards my throat. I just started moving over his shaft, up and down. He leaned back against the wall and started moaning. I kept it going twisting my tongue around the tip/ His groans grew louder but he was not cumming. I deep throated him and gagged myself since he was bigger than my husband who I was used to. He really liked that but still would not cum. I reached up and took a hold of his balls. He tried to jerk back but I held on and started to lightly pull and squeeze them. He exploded. Such force that it hit the back of my throat and I actually had to swallow some which I normally do not do. He didn't seem to want to stop cumming but as soon as I released his balls, he settled down. He was winded and seemed to be ready to fall over. I stood up, spat what was left of his cum to the side and asked him if he was OK? My god yes, was his reply. I don't think I have ever had as good a blowjob in my life. No, I know I haven't because I have never cum with a blowjob. You my girl, are incredible. Not sure if I should thank him or tell him he is disgusting. I elected to thank him for the compliment. Don't thank me, you are the one with the great talent, he came back with. Where's your clothes I asked? Hanging over there he tells me pointing. I grab his clothes and we get him back into them. He heads off to the house and I to do some gardening. Before I left he hands me $85.00. Fifty for the day, thirty five for the good time as he put it. The money, it is good, my morals, not so much.

    Next day wasn't much different than the previous one. This time I found him on the back porch laying on the lounge chair fully naked. No one can see him being the closest house is a few hundred yards away and he has trees and shrubs on his property line. This time the erection is back and it's being held straight up. Damn, I thought when guys got older the needs went down. This guy looks like he's ready every day. OK, I said, what is it today? Are you wearing panties, he asked me? Of course I am, came my reply. Good, take them off and give them to me. No way, I'm wearing pants and would have to take them off too. Listen, he says. Take off your panties and give them to me. There was a forcefulness in his voice. He wasn't actually asking, more of an order. If I do that I will be naked from my waist down, I replied. Exactly, he says. Now, give me your panties. I undo my pants and slip them down. I turn around so he can only see my butt. After getting them over my feet and removed, he orders me to face him. Asking is now gone replaced by orders. I turn and face him. Give me your panties he demands. I put a finger in each side and slip my panties off while he watches with great interest. I am now fully exposed from the waist down. Give them to me, he says. I walk over to him and hand him my panties. He immediately puts them tightly against his nose and takes a deep breath in through them. When he did that I could see his dick twitching like it was being tickled or something. He took another deep breath in and then another. His cock looked to be straining within itself. Veins popping out everywhere. I stood there and then felt his hand on my shaven pubes. I pulled back. He demanded I get closer and stand still. I moved a step back closer. He reached out again and with his fingers parted my labia and pushed a finger in me. You're nice and wet in there, aren't you he ask? I don't know I answered. Oh yes, you are very wet. That is so nice of you to get so wet for me. I said nothing and he kept slipping his finger in and out of me. I knew I was wet, I couldn't help being wet.

    Keeping my panties against his nose he tells me to get on, his cock is wanting me. What I asked. Wrap that sweet pussy around my cock and fuck it, he tells me. I didn't move, I didn't want to fuck him. That was surely crossing some kind of forbidden line. Get you ass over here and start fucking my cock, now, he demanded. I know I teared up but I had to do what he said. I placed a leg on each side of his longer and lowered myself onto his dick. I slowly lowered onto his full length. I was hating myself but at the same time thought how good it felt filling me more that what I have had previously. I started working it back and forth, up and down. He smiled. Take off your shirt,he says. I unbutton my shirt and remove it. Your bra too, he adds. I do as I am told. I am now fully naked as well as him except for the panties he is holding to his nose. He reaches up and starts playing with my nipples that are hard now. He comments on how I am liking it from him. He ask, are you liking it? I mumble yes. Tell me how much you like it, he says. I just say I like it. He pinches my nipple hard. It hurt. Now, he says, tell me how much you like me in you. He starts to pinch the other nipple and I say oh yes, I love you in me. Tell me more, he demands. Oh god, you are the greatest and I love how you feel in me. Tell me you want me, he commands. I want you, I want you. He starts pinching my nipple again. I love how you feel. I want you. I really want you. Fuck me, fuck me good. I need you. Damn, the thing is, he did feel really good in there and I actually was enjoying it now that we are where we are. I start rocking and he is loving that. I lean forward and he is slipping in and out of me. I tighten the best I can and I knew he would be cuming. Don't cum in me, I said. I'm not protected. Ge grunts but leaves it in. I pull off him just as he starts shooting his cum. I don't think he had any intention of pulling out. Not good. He shoots on his belly and I get off and stand by his side. I reach down and grab his dick and make sure it's drained of every last bit. Not sure why but then I bent over and gave his dick head a little lick. I grabbed my panties from his face and got dressed. Problem was, I now wanted to get off too but it seems he hadn't put that in his plans. I made the way to the bathroom and pulled down my pants and panties. I sat on the toilet and give myself a good orgasm. I needed that right now.

    End of the day, I get %100.00. 50 for the day, 50 for the fuck. It's Thursday and so far I have $200.00 for my normal work, and $115 for the extra services that I have hidden. There is one more day to go this week and now instead of thinking what I need to do for my normal work, I am wondering what he could be coming up with next. It ended up Friday wasn't so interesting. Just the normal work since he had to spend the day in town taking care of some errands. I only seen him for a few minutes in the morning before he left and for about 20 minutes after he got home. Even he said it was a shame he couldn't get home earlier and have some fun with me. Still, knowing there was no time, he still thought it fun playing with my breast and pussy outside my clothes. Teasing me mostly. When I finished up, he handed me $50.00 and thanked me for my outstanding work. Just as I was going out the door he stops me in my tracts. Oh, by the way, had lunch with my son today. You came up in the conversation. I turned around and demanded to know what was said. He laughed and said to stop worrying, our secret is still safe, for now. I wanted to know what he meant, for now? Oh, just saying, he tells me. You know, you keep me satisfied and we have an iron clad secret. I left without saying another word. Went home, put the fifty on the table. sat down and cried. I think this is the first time it really hit me that I was now my husband's wife and his father's slut sex slave. I am stuck with no way out.

    It never stopped. This guy could get off one way or another every day of the week. Handjobs, blowjobs, full fucking, and anal every day, 5 days a week. Always a different place around the house or outside the house. In the shower, on the toilet, on the bathroom or any room floor, the bed, the vanity, the closet, the kitchen table, the kitchen counter, on the washer, the dryer, the freezer, where ever he felt like it. Most days he never even dresses any more but always expected to be right there when he desires. He ask nothing any more. It is all commands. I do as he commands. Even when he decided that two of his close friends, one single and one married should join him with a little gang bang of me. Now, it is at least one of these guys every week visiting the house and FIL just lets them do as they please with me. Of course, they all leave the cash. One of the nicer things is that now I get my pussy eaten of a good finger job on my clit so I get some pleasure out of it too. I also get to go home to my husband who loves to fuck me even if it isn't that often. His choice, not mine. I have thousands tucked away in a safe place and still have no idea how to reveal it. I thinking of handing it to my FIL and asking him to give to my husband for us to take a cruse. A gift from FIL to my husband.

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  • — I Did It For The Money —
    Straight Female / 26

    I once applied for a job in a strip club that payed much better than my stupid day job in Burger King. I went for an interview in the mournig in a back office of the bar. There were three guys in there looking me over asking me how old I was and told them I was 24. "Do you have any problem with dancing naked in front of men" one of them asked me and told no. I think I blushed when he asked me to take my clothes off. As the saying says once your on the horse you've got to ride it. I remember stripping down to nothing in front of them, stacking up my clothes on his desk and trying to hide the embarrassment of exposing myself naked in front if them. He was pleased to dicovered my pussy was totally shaved, telling me men didn't come to the club to look at pubic hair. I spent the next few minutes dancing while they sat there looking at my bounzing tits and legs wide open. They went as far as to tell me to lay on the floor a seductively watched me flicking my clit only to tell me aftrewards "we will let you know" I found our later it was a topless club an had been tricked out of my clothes by three horny men, that are probably laughing and jerking themselves off silly re living the porn show I gave them and didn't even get payed for it.

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  • — I Did It For The Money —
    Lesbian Female / 37

    I am an 'in the closet' 37 year old lesbian, professional CPA, married for 12 years to a man, PhD., professor of Economics at a large top tier private university, mother of three daughters. My husband is independently wealthy heir to a very large interest in a well known public company, which is where I met him. I have kept my personal orientation from him, I married him for his money and I wanted an intelligent rich father for my children. I never saw love as an issue to keep me from the lifestyle I craved. I should also say I am second generation Vietnamese, my husband is 100% European German American of post WWI immigration. Rich before the first war, much richer after the war, and Jewish. Only child.

    My sexual outlet is a younger woman who works as a CPA for a Big Four Accounting firm, 28. Like me she is Asian, in my view an extraordinary beauty who has disappointed her parents, turning down selected suitors, one after the other. She has no interest in men, zero, zilch, nada. She is in love with me and I am in love with her. If any of you have Asian upbringing you know that never married is a cheap price to pay for staying in the closet. I chose the cover of being married. Our 'secret' is very careful, our professional life allowing us to see each other during the day. Our 'affair' is at times very hot and at times warm and close, but always on simmer.

    My husband has his academic world, and he has always been oblivious that I have a significant attachment to my 'friend'. When he is busy he pushes me to call 'her' to keep me company or help with my kids.

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  • — I Did It For The Money —
    Straight Male / 26

    When I was 18 and in high school, I had sex with this older guy who owns business and rental properties in my area. He was 59 and I came across his Craigslist ad some how. But he was looking for a 18 to 25 year old to be his âpersonal assistantâ for the summer. He wanted a slim guy that could groomed well. I fit that description so even though I knew some sex was gonna be required I answered his ad. Since I was going to college that fall I figured Iâd see what he wanted.

    Three days later I met him at his house. Nice guy, well dressed, great house and very friendly. We sat on his back deck and he just got straight to it. He told me heâs looking for a guy to help him check on his rentals this summer, mow the lawn at a few including his yard, call plumbers or roofers as needed and what not. Collect rent money and so on. He then asked my sexual preference and I told him I consider myself straight. He asked if Iâm willing to have sex with a man and I said I am. He then told me along with the duties he already told me he also would be expecting his assistant to have oral sex and anal sex with him when he wants it and the pay fir the summer would compensate all of that.

    When he asked me what I thought of it I told him the job sounds good but Iâm a virgin. He told me not to worry as the guys the last two summers he had working for him were virgins too. So I told him Iâll do it. He spoke my hard and said youâll enjoy this summer and make some extra cash before college. But first he required a drug test and std check so he gave me a paper for the test and I drove to the place where he sends all his workers for drug tests. But mine included an std check. He just got checked for stds and hiv a month before so he showed me his papers and that he is clean.

    Next morning at 8am I was at his house and he explained the whole job to me. Including the sex part. That morning I gave my first ever blowjob and swallowed. His big 7â uncut dick with short pubic hair was hard when he pulled his briefs off. I was in an adrenaline rush giving him a blowjob. After I was done he said I wasnât too bad for a virgin.

    Two days later when my tests came back all clear he told me after work that day to swing by his house. That day around 5 I was naked on his bed taking his dick up my ass. Though it was uncomfortable the first time I actually didnât mind it. He cummed in my ass after 20 minutes and then gave me a blowjob till I cummed my first blowjob was intense!

    So for 4 months I got my ass fucked by him almost daily and gave him quite a few morning blowjobs. All while my mom wondered how I found such a decent summer job. I got paid for my hours working plus extra cash each time he fucked me. Heâd hand me cash after I got dressed saying he always likes to give some cash at the end of the day especially after he cums in the guys ass. Iâd be laying in bed at night in just underwear (briefs at the time) with his cum seeping out.

    Last day I worked for him he paid me for the whole day but I blew him in the morning, took his cock for lunch then that evening he fucked me one last time. After that he told me to get an std check tomorrow to be safe and come back in a few days for the results. Went bs I a few days later, I was still clean and he gave me my last pay check. Wonât say how much but it was a nice big one and he gifted me a MacBook saying Iâd definitely need it for college. He also gifted me a few clothing items including a suit and some Calvin Klein briefs saying Iâll be bee that stuff for job interviews at some point. He shook my hand and I left.

    Started cold two weeks later and met my now wife,

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  • — I Did It For The Money —
    Bi-Sexual Male / 28

    Kept my job by sucking his dick almost every work day, and letting him fuck me every Monday and Friday afternoons. But I now wish I'd just been made redundant. Not because I don't enjoy him fucking me, I do. It's because everyone at work now knows he's fucking me.
    I've always made out I'm straight and I can look after myself. Yet with my wife being pregnant and our mortgage slipping at the time, I didn't think I had a choice.
    I will admit I now enjoy him fucking me, and do cum that way myself without even touching myself. Yet last month one of the other employee's walked in on us as he was thrusting up my ass from behind over his desk. They laughed, called me a faggot and said the redundancies was only a rouse to get me sucking and fucking.
    I feel such a fool and now wish it hadn't had started this way for me. If my wife finds out, were done.

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  • — I Did It For The Money —
    Bi-Sexual Female / 20

    I usually stay frustrated nowadays for not indulging in sex over 2 years. My ex psychologically crippled me and created this phobia toward sex. I live with my dad who is a drunkard and a fucker I hate him so I don't like to stay at home. I work and provide for myself my dad doesn't look after me much, you see where all the frustration comes from.
    So one night I had a fight and bursted out of my house. I was low on money and I was frustrated and horny and angry. I went in a gay pub and decided to spend the rest of my money drinking and then maybe just die or sleep on the road, I was so out of it that day.
    It went in a blur, I was very drunk when a couple approached me. I should mention that I have an "attractive body" acc to others. the lady was very drunk like me but the man seemed in control. She kneeled down suddenly and told me I was the most beautiful girl on the planet. I was so drunk and so overwhelmed by her,I leaned forward and hugged her. I know I took the biggest risk of my life and I could've been kidnapped but I thank the souls that I wasn't. Seeing my condition the guy offered to take me to his place and I agreed because I had no where else to go that night and I wanted to die anyway.
    When I regained consciousness I was in a luxurious room, with the girl sleeping by the bed I was in. I got up and the guy entered. He was polite. I'm not going into details of how I got fresh and everything. It was about 2am at night, I came out of the shower wearing one of the girl's dresses and sat on the couch to talk. Again, leaving out the basic chat, where my need for money and sex was exposed, they gave me an offer and they said they will offer me a good sum.
    I agreed. He said he will like to film it and I can wear a mask to hide my identity. So we did and I wore a see through clothing and we went to the open balcony. It was a thrilling experience. The boy and girl both took their turns on me and it was magical. There was this thrill of someone seeing us, and I saw a man jerking off on a corner of the road looking. The man said this house was for shooting so fappers come here often to take a look and fap.
    The girl was beautiful now that I had a good look at her face. She sucked my breasts and pussy so passionately I cummed. She was a goddess. We were high so the details are blurry.
    I got my sum the next day and left. He said he will be in the same bar on *a specific weekday* and I can come if I need money he will provide clients. So this is how it is going. I have gone there about 3 times since and it has always been juicy and fulfilling.

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  • — I Did It For The Money —
    Straight Male / 20

    At a company dinner for past executives, I was approached by a senior member of the current executives and asked if I'd entertain the idea of pleasing two of the sixty odd year olds.
    When I stupidly asked how, he looked at me and said "Their wives no longer suck them off son".
    I'm now an acting junior manager at the company. And all it took was me opening my mouth, sucking in one average sized cock after another, and then swallowing what I found to be really ok tasting cum.
    The best part however, was as I sucked off each man in turn, the other one tongued my asshole. It felt awesome and had my dick so hard, it actually hurt a little as it strained to cum. Back down with the others in the hotel lounge bar, I even said hello to both of their wives, knowing I'd just sucked off their supposed doting husband's.
    The senior director who asked me has been extremely happy with my engagement as he now calls it. And I now visit his office whenever he now needs engaging. His cock is much larger than his predecessors and he lasts much longer too. But I've come to terms with sucking him off most days in his office and am now thinking about another sex act he'd like me to perform.
    He's asked me only recently if I'd let him fuck me. I'm not sure if my asshole would take his large thick cock, but I'd be willing to try, if he guaranteed me a firm promotion.
    At the moment I don't see myself as gay or bisexual as I've not let him fuck me. I guess if he does, I'll be changing my sexual label.

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  • — I Did It For The Money —
    Straight Male / 43



    About a year ago I was picking up my wife at her girlfriendâs house when I got the surprise of my life. First, let me just say, my wife is Javanese from Indonesia and we had been married at that time for just under 15 years. We had met when I had an assignment with the US Embassy in Jakarta and we met through a local coworker who was her Mother. We moved to the US after my assignment ended and with a little work, we ended up in Seattle, WA where we knew there was a small Indonesian community and my wife would have someone from home to associate with. Many of her female Indonesian friends she made there were also married to American men. My wife Chantik and I have what seems to be a great marriage. We do a lot together and share many interest. Two children. One in Middle school and one just getting ready to start high school.

    Anyway, as I was saying, I was picking up my wife from her friend Yutiâs house late one afternoon and when I rang the bell, Yuti answered and told me that Cantik was probably just finishing up Mark, her husbandâs massage. Cantik was really good at giving massages and I was one the receiving end regularly. She also gave some of our friends massages regularly. Yuti directed me towards the door Cantik was giving mark his massage. I walked over there, opened the door, and my jaw must have dropped two feet. There was Cantik standing next to Mark who was laying on his back. She was dressed only in her panties and Markâs hand was inside it on her butt cheek. Cantik had her hands around Markâs cock which was stiff as a bone and was stroking it. All I could do is think to myself, what the fuck? Cantik looked like she was leaning over to give a blowjob but then looked up and seen me and like nothing was going on said hi, almost done here and will be out in a minute or two. All I could do is turn and exit still thinking, what the fuck?

    Cantik came out of the room after a couple minutes and after giving her pleasantries, we left for home. In the car, while still a bit dazed, I asked. What did I just see back there? You were giving Mark a handjob. He gives me $30.00 for that she replied. You do it for money I asked? Sure, they like my massages and then want a bit extra. Extra I asked? Sure, like a handjob or blowjob. You give them blowjobs too, I asked? Yeah, but Mark has to pay $50.00 for that. Why are you doing that, I asked? Well, for Mark, his wife has some vaginal health problems and sex is painful. I help them out. Yuti knows what you do for Mark I asked? Sure, no problem. I asked her why she was naked? Oh, a little stimulation so it goes faster. Of course, that is $10.00 more. Of course, I added. Mark is pretty generous when it comes to his massages she told me. Ben and Teddy not as much. Ben and Teddy are two more of our friends. Ben is pretty good but Teddy is cheap and normally only wants a handjob after his massage. Ah, anyone else I asked? Sometimes when a couple of the wives want massages they too like my gentle but firm hands. Same price I asked? Of course was her reply like this is just a normal every day thing.

    I have to know I told her. Is there anything else you are doing with these men. Oh, god no, was her reply. I would never cheat on you. I love you and have no desire for any other man. It seems that in Indonesia men get the happy ending massages and wives don't think it's cheating unless there is intercourse. Trust me she said, I will never cheat on you. I guess I was somewhat assured and believed what she was saying. Why are you doing these services for the men I asked. For the money she said. Just how much money do you make with your services I asked? She reached into her purse and pulled out a bank book. She opened it and showed me it had a balance of a little over $18,000.00. For the kids college, she said. Thatâs a lot of money I said, just how long have you been offering these extra services? Maybe about 8 years now was her reply. 8 years and I had no idea.

    I didn't know what else to say so I just stopped saying anything. She sincerely thinks that what she does is just a favor for a friend and at the same time they pay her for those favors. The female friends seem to think she is a god send because their husbands are satisfied and not after them. Plus, from time to time the females get the same attention.

    I sat at home and did some math not knowing how many of this or that was performed for whatever amount but I am guessing that she would have had to perform these services over 400 times in the eight years but breaking it down that would be a little less than once a week. I want to tell her that it is not OK to do this for anyone but me but she is convinced she is doing nothing wrong. I did explain that I thought it would be best if she just stuck to the ones she does now and not add anyone else. She agreed to that. Still, what the fuck?

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