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My Husband, My Pimp
by Anonymous Author (address withheld)

***

One afternoon when I got home from work, Jerry told me
that he had an idea for making some money. He told me
that he wanted to take some digital pictures of me
stripping and submit them to a website that paid for
amateur nude photos. He said that he could make an easy
$100 and no one we knew would ever see the pictures.
(M+/F, wife, voy, prost)

***

My husband Jerry and I live in a western burb of
Chicago. We grew up in this area, about 20 miles apart.
Our backgrounds are very similar; our birthdays are
only a week apart. I met Jerry at the College of
DuPage. We were both taking an evening economics class.

We had a whirlwind romance. Within a month of meeting
Jerry , I had moved into the small apartment he shared
with his best friend Mark. Mark moved out and four
months later I got pregnant. It was a huge shock to
both of us and neither of us were ready for the demands
or responsibility of being parents. Jerry insisted on
doing the "right thing". We broke the news to our
families and a shotgun wedding was quickly planned so
that we could have a ceremony before I started showing.

This wasn't exactly the way I imagined it would be, but
Jerry and I made the best of things. Jerry quit school
and took a job at a local factory as a forklift driver.
I was working at Linens 'n Things near the mall. I
continued to work there right up until our daughter was
born.

We moved into a larger apartment in Carol Steam in
April 03. Jerry worked second shift and I took a job at
an upscale department store cosmetics counter.

I dated lots of guys before I met Jerry. I blossomed
early and had my first sexual experiences with some
older boys when I was just 13. It was the summer
between 8th grade and high school.

My mom didn't know that I was hanging out with the
older boys. She would drop me and my girlfriend Rachael
off at the mall on the weekend where we met these older
boys. I thrived on the attention. It wasn't long before
we were going out with them and practicing the sex acts
we had only recently become aware of in the back of an
old conversion van that one of the boys drove.

By the end of that summer I had slept with several
different guys that hung out with that group. Rachael
and I would get naked with these guys in the back of
that van. We had sex in the open and in groups with
those guys. They had even got us to go down on each
other. It was pretty raunchy but it was exciting and I
had no guilt or intention of stopping. That fall when
we got to high school all the guys were talking about
me and Rachael. I'm sure we were known as the two
biggest sluts in school.

I think my reputation intimidated the guys that were my
age. They were friendly and polite, but no one asked me
out. I continued to go out with older guys until I got
my license in February my Sophomore year. That year, I
got a job at Home Depot as a cashier. It was my first
real job and it was where I met the man I dated
throughout the rest of high school.

Steve was an assistant manager when I met him. He
worked in the lighting department and he was very
handsome. Steve was 10 years older than me. I noticed
the wedding band on his hand right away, so when he
started paying attention to me and flirting with me I
didn't take it seriously. Steve didn't work very often
during the weekday evenings when I worked, but I would
see him on the weekends. He made a point to come talk
to me and we started taking our breaks together.

Even though I knew it was wrong, I agreed to go out
with Steve one night after the store closed. We went to
a park and made out in his car after drinking some wine
coolers. Steve told me he was planning to divorce his
wife. It was the start of an affair that lasted over
two years.

Steve was an experienced and talented lover. I had my
first multiple orgasms with him and he was the first
man to make me cum through intercourse. I never
expected that we would have a future together. But I
ended up falling in love with him and he broke my heart
when he took a job in another state and moved away with
his wife. During the time that I was seeing Steve which
was right up until the month before I graduated, I
never went out with anyone else from school.

Even though everyone I had slept with had graduated two
years before me, my reputation had a life of it's own.
Occasionally someone would gather the nerve to ask me
about one of the rumors. The truth was scandalous
enough, but the stories had been repeated and retold so
now they had me sleeping with 20 guys at the same time.
It was pretty embarrassing. I think the entire class of
'99 claimed to have fucked me at least once

I had hinted to Jerry when we started dating that I was
"no angel". I knew my reputation was going to catch up
with me sooner or later. Jerry actually got excited
when we discussed our sexual histories. He encouraged
me to provide details when we were having sex. He
started out by asking how many guys I had slept with
before I met him.

I suppose this is a natural curiosity that most couples
deal with sooner or later. Jerry had slept with two
other women before he met me. When he first questioned
me, I told him it was "a few". He continued to press me
for a specific number. I didn't want to lie to him, but
I didn't think he could handle the truth. I delicately
avoided being specific.

One night during a particularly intense and passionate
lovemaking session he stopped pumping me just as I was
about to cum and he grabbed me firmly by the back of my
head with both hands and looked me in the eye and told
me that someone he knew from my high school told him
that I was "a slut".

He told me that it didn't matter. Now I was "his slut"
but he really wanted to know how many men had been
inside my pussy. He said that he had to know right now.
He started fucking me as hard and as fast as he ever
had. Slamming his cock deep inside of me. It felt so
good, but I knew from experience I was going to be
hurting for days.

I took a deep breath and told him the answer. I wasn't
exactly sure but I knew it was between 22 and 25 guys.
Jerry never told me how that compared to what he was
expecting, but he seemed to take great pleasure in the
knowledge that by anyone's standard, I really was a
slut.

Shortly after we got married, Jerry got layed off from
his job. He made no attempt to look for another job
because he expected to get called back soon and he was
collecting unemployment. Even with the unemployment,
money was very tight. We soon fell behind on our
utilities and credit card bills. We were so late on our
rent that the landlord was now expecting us to pay
weekly.

Jerry began spending a lot of time on the computer and
even though I was working part time we were always
broke. We were bouncing checks every week and the bank
was charging overdraft fees that just made things
worse. I had already borrowed $500 from my parents and
Jerry had sold his motorcycle. Just when it seemed like
things couldn't get any worse, Jerry got the news that
his company was closing the plant and he wasn't going
to get called back to work.

Even after having a baby, my body is in good shape and
my breasts still stand up without a bra. I am not
bashful and it seemed like it could be fun. Jerry
assumed he could talk me into this because he had
already borrowed his brother's digital camera.

Jerry had me put on several different outfits and strip
seductively out of each one. He took close-up shots of
me fingering myself and playing with my vibrator. He
had me kneel in front of him and took pictures of me
sucking his cock. It seemed like an easy way to make
$100. I asked Jerry when he would get the money and he
said it would take a few days
.
I rarely use our computer. I get on AOL and check my
email or to chat with my sister who lives in Madison
Wisconsin. Jerry on the other hand has become very
knowledgeable with the computer. I told him he should
look for a job in the computer field.

I have never been to an adult website, but I know Jerry
likes to look at porn and go to adult sites and it
doesn't bother me. He comes to bed horny and fucks me
every night and sometimes twice on the weekends.

About a week after Jerry took the pictures he told me
that I needed to get the lady that lives across the
hall to watch our daughter so that we could go out. I
told him we could hardly afford to pay a sitter, let
alone go out. He told me not to worry and assured me
that it would be ok.

Jerry told me to put on short red skirt he likes and
low cut top and not to wear any panties. He told me to
put on his favorite musk perfume and he told me to wear
my high heeled pumps. I wondered where he was going to
take me dressed up like a whore.

When we got in the car, Jerry assured me that he loved
me. He said he needed me to do something for him. He
told me that we were going to go to the Hyatt hotel at
O'Hare airport and meet someone he had been talking to
on the computer. He told me that the man was a
businessman from Omaha and he was going to pay me to
have sex in his hotel room.

Before he could finish explaining, I was already
wondering how much the guy was willing to pay. Our
money situation was desperate. We had disconnection
notices on the electricity and phone. I realized that
this was something that I could do I was just worried
about getting arrested.

Jerry told me that the man agreed to pay $300 for an
hour of “companionship”. The expectation was that I
would suck the guy off and let him fuck me with a
condom. Jerry was surprised when I agreed to his scheme
without hesitation. Jerry coached me on our way to the
hotel on the finer points of escort etiquette and how
to avoid being arrested for prostitution. He said he
would wait for me in the lobby.

It turned out that the pictures Jerry took of me were
for an ad he placed on a website. Jerry told me that he
had gotten 30 email inquiries in the first few days of
placing the ad. He told me that we could easily make
over $1000 a week cash. I couldn't believe that so many
men would pay that kind of money for sex. I was so
wrong! The truth is that I could make 5 times that much
if I wanted to.

Jerry and I have both gone back to school. I don't
intend to be an escort for more than another year. In
the meantime though I have been able to quit my
department store job. Jerry handles the scheduling of
my dates, usually 4 to 5 "dates" per week.

Our money troubles are behind us and our relationship
has actually thrived. Jerry likes to hear the details
of my encounters in the various hotels around Chicago.
The men are mostly in their 30s and 40s, in town on
business. I have also been with more than one couple. I
get paid extra for that, and I am getting into fetishes
and domination which also seems to be very popular.

Who knew that I was sitting on a gold mine all this
time and didn't even know it.

END

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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime,
so take good care of it!
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