Amy and Jake had first met when they were late teens and soon became smitten with each other, in their mid twenties they bought their first home together, married and had two children everything was going just about as good as it could get. Jake had a very well paid job whilst Amy worked part time to fit around child care and the school runs.
Now in the early forties with teenage children, they found themselves increasingly drifting apart what was once a fun relationship had become a marriage of convenience for them both. A once active albeit vanilla sex life had turned into one that was almost non existent save a couple of times a year when they both were a bit tipsy from a social event.
Time without the children at the weekends wasn’t spent together with Jake opting to go to the pub or watch whatever sport was on TV and Amy either out shopping or dining out with her friends. Jake was the epitome of an average looking man, standard height and build maybe with a slight belly owed to the draught lager at the local boozer. Certainly not ugly but far from being a handsome hunk.
Amy who had been a fitness freak and regular gym goer pre children and succumbed to her new preferred lifestyle of Prosecco and lunches with the ladies and had put on weight. This however didn’t detract from her once lean appearance instead she oozed sex appeal with a curvy body and that weight had mainly shown its gain in her boobs, bum and thighs. Not that Jake seemed to notice her in that way anymore.
Where they had once put so much effort into their relationship and each other they had now totally given up, with both secretly considering leaving the other when their children had flown the nest.
Jake became buried in his work, his true intention to make so much money that he could set up a new life for himself whilst the children would be set up for adult life. Another reason was so he could keep his expensive wife at bay the more he worked the more he didn’t have to spend time with her and she would happily continue her lifestyle without nagging at him.
Amy was filling the void of Jake’s interest and love with spending money. What started off as a distraction became a lavish lifestyle that replaced the unhappy relationship. Increasingly her tastes were becoming more expensive, designer shoes, handbags, clothing. Amy usually paid for the expensive meals out with her friends part revenge on Jake and partly because she feared losing her social circle with her non existent relationship and the children not wanting to spend time with her anymore.
Even with Jake’s extremely large payment every month into the joint account and Amy’s money from the part time job her tastes had become so costly she was struggling to afford to fund the lifestyle she craved. She had eventually taken out a credit card and what had begun as manageable payments had soon spiralled out of control to fund her urges. It was a running joke with her girlfriends that they would have to set up an only fans to fund their lifestyle. Except Amy desperate to keep up with her payments actually set up an account but she hadn’t told a soul. She’d called herself the “RICH BITCH”, mainly just heavily teasing lingerie pictures and feet content and had a small but steady following mainly of submissive men. God they were pathetic she thought but she needed them, this reminded her of Jake and her perceived weakness of him as a man but she needed his money. Amy would masturbate to the thought of being used by a real man someone who would throw her around and fuck her like he meant it, unbeknown to Jake she had amassed quite the collection of sex toys that she kept in a locked box since their sex life had gone down the pan, as well as the range of sexy outfits for her content work.
As the new year was brought in and marking the second week of the children’s holidays, the children were packed and sent off to spend the week with their grandparents leaving on Sunday night and due to return next Saturday. Amy fantasised about the next 5 days as she woke up on Monday morning planning her shopping trips, spa days and new expensive restaurants to take her friends to, even better that the office she worked at part time was shut until next week so nothing would get in her way.
It was 7 AM on the clock, Jake had already left for work and she pondered whether to make some content now for her Only Fans but decided on drifting back off to sleep. Amy had a vivid dream of being over some young stallions knee being spanked whilst being called names, as she awoke she could feel the dampness from her pussy. House truly to herself she pulled up her nightie and slipped her knickers off and began to tease her clit whilst her other hand teased one of her nipples to erection.
As she closed her eyes again losing herself in the sensations the door bell went, she ignored it not wanting to stop. But again the doorbell went followed by a heavy knock on the door. Hot and flustered she pulled the nightie back down and rushed downstairs barefooted.
It was the postman with several parcels from new purchases she couldn’t even remember making, there had been several nights over Christmas she had one to many glasses of wine and was spending away on the credit card online. The chill of the January air came abruptly in to the warm house and up Amy’s nightie to her bare pussy making it tingle even more, she winced slightly exchanging pleasantries with the postman before taking the parcels and letters from him and shutting the door.
Shutting the door on the chilly morning she left the parcels in the hallway, flicked through the letters and found one addressed to her which she took upstairs eager to get back to where she left off. Amy entered the bedroom opening up the letter and sat down on the bed. It was a new statement from her credit card she scanned down to the bottom and her heart sunk, £3000 was due to be paid by next Monday. Even with the money she had access to that was a staggering amount, her eyes watered and heart began to beat fast as realisation hit that she was going to have to tell Jake. Even with the money she had access to and her only fans there was no possible way she could afford this.
Jake despised loans and credit cards with the mortgage being the only money he owed, the only thing he did keep control of was making sure they didn’t get into any sort of debt he handled savings for children and family holidays and Amy suspected he probably had a personal reserve he hadn’t told her about knowing that she would spend it if she got her hands on it.
Her eagerness to orgasm had subsided with the prospect of having to disclose her wrong doing to Jake when he finished work. She sat sobbing on the bed for a good hour before she decided to come up with a plan. She would make Jake his favourite dinner after work, ply him with some wine, wearing something sexy and seduce him into giving her money. It had been three months since they last had any form of sexual contact Amy was confident that if she worked her magic he wouldn’t be able to refuse her.
She reached over for her phone and sent Jake a message which read “Please
Come home on time tonight I’m making dinner for 6pm for us and I have something important I need to discuss”. Jake had been sitting at his desk when his phone pinged he re read the message twice, he began to wonder whether she was finally leaving him and I initially felt a slight excitement before feeling guilty that he shouldn’t be thinking like that. Either way Jake knew by the tone of her message he couldn’t ignore having to do what she said and by 5pm he left the office to return home.
As he entered the house, Amy was coming down the stairs and even he couldn’t deny how stunningly sexy she looked with her longe blonde hair down a dress which showed off her ample cleavage and her sexy legs clad in nylon which was one of Jake’s turn ons, clearly she had got to a lot of effort. She pecked him on the cheek, which felt alien to Jake with how things had been recently and surprised him further by telling him to stay dressed as he was because she loved him in a suit.
The dinner went well, almost like old times as they reconnected and laughed holding hands at one point. Jake still wondering suspiciously what was going on. As they were finishing off the dinner, Amy began to rub her nylon foot higher and higher up Jake’s leg as she reached his crotch she said “How about we go upstairs for desert” scrunching her toes in his growing erection.
How could Jake refuse he was slightly merry and very horny and the dinner had made him forget all about his bad feelings towards her. Jake followed Amy up the stairs transfixed by her large bum swaying from side to side. She ordered him to sit on the bed while she nipped into the en-suite.
Jake couldn’t believe his luck tonight as he sat waiting on her to emerge. He looked around the bedroom and noticed a letter near the pillow, curious he picked it up and read it. Jake couldn’t believe what he was seeing, that stupid greedy bitch he thought to himself as read the amount she owed. It struck him that this was probably what tonight was about seduce him take more of his money, who does she think she is. Jake was seething with anger, but he also couldn’t ignore his erection still holding strong. I’ll teach her a lesson he thought, I’m going to punish her and treat her like the materialistic bitch she is.
Amy opened the door of the en-suite and came out in sultry lingerie still with her nylons on. Her eyes widened as immediately she seen Jake sat on the bed clutching her credit card statement. Her stomach flipped, “What the Fuck is this!” Jake shouted at her, “You’ve got some serious explaining to do bitch”.
Amy felt her lip trembling, scared that her plan had now completely backfired but she also couldn’t deny that they way he just talked to her was making her all hot she could feel her pussy getting wet at being called a bitch. |
