I gave him my email address so that we could stay in touch. He understood that I didn't feel comfortable giving him my phone number just yet. I told h...m what town I lived in, after he told me what town he lived in. I don't know why I did it though, because I had always been taught not to trust people off of the net. There was something about him though, something so innocent, and attractive that I was almost willing to do anything for him. I had told him about how my mom was an alcoholic whore. ” He told her. She looked suspiciously at him again but invited him in. “My name is Steve, by the way.” He told her holding out his hand. She struggled momentarily with the parcels before putting them down on the kitchen table and took his hand and gave it a limp squeeze. “Beth” She said. “Yes I know.” He replied. “Pete talks a lot about you.” She saw him smiling and felt his eyes penetrating her. She knew the look of lust when she saw it. Nervously she turned away and picked up the sealed. He called me on it and said name the woman and in 3 months I will have her.I was having a bad day and I don't know why but I just blurted out that he had no chance with my wife. He looked at me and said "So you want me to fuck your wife?" I said "No asshole, I said you don't have a chance with her and there's no way she would let you even so much as hug her." The lunch bell went off and we had to get back to work.After work he walked up beside me and said "Tell you what, if I bed your wife you. To this day I have no idea what compelled me to do this."Here's $80 bucks. Take it, get out, go eat or shop or whatever you like doing in Vegas."Britt paused for a moment. I think she was taken aback by the fact that I was paying her off so I could fuck her best friend."Okay fine..."She took the money and ran. Problem solved. I couldn't believe it worked. I was pissed about throwing away what was probably close to $100 Canadian. However, sometimes you gotta pay to get ahead. Or get head. The.