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Great Horn Of Africa
(Shooter3704)

It's funny how things work out. My wife and I were laying in bed watching a porno flick. It was supposed to be about a white girl who got sold into white slavery by her husband, or father, or somebody close to her. It wasn't clear because the plot wasn't all that good, but the action scenes were pretty hot.



Beth and I have been married for nearly twenty years.  We got married right out of high school, and neither of us have ever had another sexual partner.  I know I haven't, and I'm pretty sure about Beth. I'm Scott Wheeler, by the way.



At thirty eight, and after having two children, Beth is still a fine looking woman. She works hard to keep her body in good shape, although no one but me ever gets to enjoy it.



Our love life has slowed down considerably over the past few years. Age and mileage seemed to be taking over. After we got married, Beth worked to send me to business school.  I opened my own accounting business. I'm a CPA with a long list of good clients.  We finally got to where we are living comfortably. Our oldest daughter is in college, and the youngest is a senior in high school.  Every aspect of my life is good, except in the bedroom. Watching porno seems to be one of the few things that would get us excited enough to make love.  I guess I'm a little sad about that.



"I wonder what that would be like?" Beth said as we watched the video tape.



"I'll show you in a few minutes," I said trying to do a villainous leer.



"Not that, silly.  I mean, being a prostitute.  Going to bed and making love to strangers."



"I doubt there is much love involved," I said dryly. "I suspect it's just plain ol' fucking." Beth hates the word fuck, and usually fusses at me for using it. This time she seemed to either not hear me, or decided to ignore it.



"I mean it would be an exciting life, I would think.  Not knowing who your next customer would be.  What they would be like.  What they would want you to do for them."



"I guess," I said wondering where this line of conversation would go. Beth seldom commented on the porno I brought in. Sometimes she wouldn't even watch them.



"That poor girl has a black pimp...is that the right word?" I nodded. "Her pimp tells her where to go, and what to do every day of her life." She was silent a moment and then  continued. "He takes her whenever he wants to.  He does unspeakable thing to her.  Why are you laughing?"



"They're not unspeakable, Beth. The pimp often speaks of them. 'Get over here bitch and suck my cock.' 'Come here whore, and bend over so I can fuck your ass'."



"You know what I mean," Beth punched me in the ribs. "I pity the poor girl."



I noticed that Beth was rubbing one of her nipples. "And yet you also envy her," I said.



"Yes, I guess so, in a way," she answered after a few moments.  "I wonder what it would be like to be totally uninhibited. To have sex with a lot of different men. To do that, and not have to think about it. Not to have a choice in the matter."



"So, you want me to find you a pimp?" I teased.



"You don't know any pimps," she said with a laugh.



"As a matter of fact, I do know a pimp. I have one for a client, Miss know-it-all."



"Really? I didn't know that. Who is it?"



"You know I don't discuss my clients, at home," I said putting my arm around her shoulders. "When I get  him to take you on as his whore, you'll get to know him very well then."



"Why? What will he do to me?"



"Before he puts you to work, he'll have to try you out. He would take you to his house and fuck you all week-end long.  He'd bring in a few friends to fuck you also."  I kept up that kind of talk for a while.  I played with her ample breasts, and when I put my hand down between her legs, I was a little surprised to find that she was soaking wet.  I knew I was on to something, I just wasn't sure what it was.



Like a lot of men, when I find something that works, I stick with it. I used the theme for several weeks, and it worked like a charm every time. Beth would almost immediately warm up. We fucked like a couple of rabbits.