"Twice a month." Damnnit, Cecil. I'm your wife. It's your money I'll be paying him." Once a week is fine with me," I said."Okay. Once a week it is. Do...we have a deal?" Deal," Pearl said and I echoed her. Pearl clambered onto my bed and promptly impaled herself on my cock as Cecil watched happily.That's the way I became a gigolo, which was my primary source of income as I finished college and earned a masters. And that income allowed me to start and build my business. Thanks to Pearl I soon had. The whole time I had been really flirting with this table of guys in suits and smiling and laughing at all their come-on’s. Finally, the end of the dinner comes, they pay with a card, and when I make my second trip to the register to enter in the total I just stop. I freeze as I look at the receipt with the signature. The tip was 250. I had never gotten a tip like that and I was just about to jump with joy when I noticed the little note underneath the receipt. It said “If you are interested in. I cannot allow you that pleasure... I slap you... HARD. your left cheek stings... and starts to glow pink, I push you back, you land on your back, I tell you to lie there on the ground... prone... helpless, hopeless and useless...I command your wife over to me, she comes. she has watched you degrade yourself before me... a REAL man... and it turns her on... she is practically dripping from her excitement, I have made her wear some very sexy black lacy panties, sheer bra.. her taut erect nipples. If romance was what one could call what had been happening. She and Bob worked as executives in the same company until she’d been caught trying to skim some of the profit from one of their business activities. Bob had fixed it that the other executives wouldn’t seek criminal action if they got a night of sex with her and a guarantee she would forever remain outside the company. The agreement meant exile, a gang bang, and a group blow job for Carol. In exchange Bob got effective control over.