Helen makes her point

It was two days later and I was working on a new programme for a client, Miss Jones, whilst waiting for Helen to come home. My phone rang for an incoming call. I picked up and all I could hear was background music and chatter. I was just about to hang up when I heard a deep male voice.

"So what is it you want to discuss?"

"Well, I wondered if you would like to help me out with something big?" even above the noise I recognised Helen's voice, and there was no mistaking the flirtatious tone in her voice.

"You know I'm always ready to help you with something big darling"

"Good. You see my husband has... well, he's not very well equipped, and you know what they say?"

"Ah, you have an itch to try some black, and see if the stories are true" My jaw hits the floor. I am stunned. I pick up the phone and start shouting into it.

"I'm interested. You see I have a fantasy that I would like to try." They obviously can't hear me, she obviously has the volume turned down "I want to cuckold my husband and film it. I want to make him watch it and then have him eat the creampie when I get home."

"WOW, that's wicked. I would love to help you out with that. Do you want to do it tonight?"

"Well, I haven't made my mind up yet. Let's order our meal and we can discuss it afterwards. That okay?"

"That's fine darling, I can give you whatever dessert you want..." and then the sound broke up as the phone was picked up. I sensed movement and then after a minute "You hear that?" real menace in her voice.

"Yes..."

Cutting me off before I can continue "You send me a picture of a replacement dildo lying on our bed by the time the waitress asks me what I want for dessert, or I will be getting dessert on my back. Understand?

And even as I answered "Yes" I could tell by the sudden silence that she had hung up.