In this case, the customer is right.

Nothing else happens where a choice is discussed for a while that night, Nikki and her client Morgan enjoy an evening in with a fine steak dinner, and expensive wine on his balcony overlooking the city. His house sits high on a hill and has a good view of the entire city.

Morgan has a telescope and when he sees Nikki trying to find her house, he helps her, going right to it. Nikki sees how quickly he found it and smiles, “you have been watching me haven’t you?”

The angle she has of her house is partially obstructed, but gives a pretty clear view of her bedroom, and of her husband’s den, where he works when he works at home.

“I have Nikki, and I am pleased that you tend to get dressed with the curtains open,” he replies. His hands moving over her body, enjoying her curves as she looks into her own house. She then sees her husband in his den on his computer, and has a good view of the screen. She can see that his cock is out and he is jerking off, and it is to a white woman being split roasted by two black men. On the video you see the woman’s husband is in the room watching. Nikki’s husband is jerking off to cuckold porn.

She feels Morgan’s hands on her breasts, “you wish he were watching you fuck, don’t you?” He whispers in her ear.

“Yes…” Nikki replies, her breathing getting faster.

“Who do you want him to see you fuck?” He replies softly, “me? A customer from work? Two black men like in the video he is watching?”

As she watches, the two men pull out of the fit woman, who then moves above her husband.

The two large black men then jerk off and cum all over the fit brunette woman they were fucking, cumming on her face and tits, and on the husband’s disgusted looking face. The husband’s eyes and mouth are shut tightly, but he still ends up getting covered in cum, and the wife rubs it in his face, humiliating him.

Nikki then sees her husband look around and open some folders on the computer screen.

“I don’t know Morgan, maybe all of the above?” She replies as he begins to gently grope her breasts.

She leans back and looks at the telescope she is using, it isn’t a cheap one, and her house is in perfect focus, it is as if she is in the room with her husband through the window.

Morgan bought this to spy on her, she is sure of it, but that is a discussion for another day.

She sees what her husband Alan has opened, a video file he has saved, and she recognizes the recording. It is from inside the brothel she works at, it is the recording of her husband fucking a prostitute.

She watches him as he watches it, as he continues to jerk off and cums all over himself fairly quickly.

Motherfucker.

She leans away in anger, and Morgan looks through the telescope, and sees what she is looking at. “So what is worse Nikki, your husband jerking off to interracial cuckold porn, and not getting off? Or your husband jerking off to him fucking another woman and orgasming?”

She turns and glares at her client, this feels like he is going too far.

“You know he was imagining that the two men were fucking you don’t you?” Morgan asks, Nikki looks down but the nods yes. “She was built like you, not nearly so beautiful as you, but he picked that video because of you.”

“Your husband was jerking off imagining someone else fucking you, and someone probably cumming on both of you,” Morgan says softly. “He also has teen porn, of cheerleaders, barely legal stuff that he knows better than to have on his computer, he went for you in high school, he knew what he was doing when he met you.”

He pauses for a long moment, enjoying the feel of Nikki’s body, “he has a lot of videos of you as well, videos that look to be from early in your relationship, when you were in high school. Your husband is a serious pervert.”

He takes her hand and walks her inside his house, to a beautifully wrapped package, “I have made my next choice. I want to fuck you Nikki, right now, and I want for you to wear what is in that box.”

She runs her hands along the packaging, unsure of what she will find inside. BDSM? A cheerleading outfit? She had no idea. Then she pulls the delicately tied ribbon and opens it, and instantly knowswhat it was.

A wedding dress. More specifically, it was her wedding dress.

“Did you take this from my house Morgan?” She asks intensely.

“Of course not, your dress is…well it is wherever you keep it Nikki,” he replies. “I have pictures of your wedding, and one of the benefits of wealth like mine is you can have something like this custom made quite quickly.”

“I think you will find that it fits perfectly,” he says softly, pulling it out and holding it up to her. The veil is also in the box, just like she wore, and a necklace and earrings similar to what she wore that day with Alan. A garter is also included, but isn’t quite right, but it is close. She keeps pulling things out and even finds a pair of laced white high heels, exactly what she wore at her wedding, in exactly her size.

“Nikki I want to fuck you in this dress, right now,” he says, an intense look in his eyes. “And I want to record it on your cell phone.”

She looks at the dress, then at the telescope, then nods yes without another word.

“I will give you some time to get ready,” Morgan says before walking out of the room smiling.

You show a flashback of a man and a woman entering Nikki’s house after she and her husband left for work, breaking in with a high degree of skill. The man shut down the security system quite quickly, needing maybe ten seconds.

They took pictures of all of the wedding pictures they could find, and then the woman went to Nikki’s closet and started taking pictures and notes. She noted a variety of different outfit sizes, and compared them to pictures to judge her exact measurements.

She found a zipped up hanging bag in the back of her closet and pulled out the wedding dress and took pictures and notes on it, eventually finding the shoes Nikki wore at her wedding. She found that Nikki’s wedding heels were a size six, but that she currently wore a size six and a half.

She then put everything back as it was, and moved to Nikki’s end table, and found a journal she kept, and started flipping through it, taking some notes and pictures of a few pages. She then looks through Alan’s drawer as the man with her is seen hacking into their home computer, installing something on it.

The man with her in Nikki’s house then found a disc on their shelf of DVD’s and BluRays marked as their wedding and placed it in a laptop he brought with him and copied it.

The man and woman then are seen mounting hidden cameras in the house in a variety of locations.

The two intruders then put everything back visually as it was, and the man turned the security system back on, and then left the house, triggering the electric front door lock.

Morgan was filthy rich, he didn’t take any chances when he was seducing a woman, playing one of his games. He had so much money on the stock market that he couldn’t spend money faster than he made it. Spending money on something like this was well worth it just to fight the boredom.

So all of the games he was playing with Nikki were played with him already knowing the outcome. He knew all about her past.

He knew her husband had started a sexual affair with her when she was in high school, he knew her father had fucked her for years, and he had copies of the sextapes her father had made over the years. He also had copies of the sextapes her husband had made without her knowing. He had his people hack her father’s computer, her father’s phone, her phone, and then he started having them reach out.

They hacked her former cheerleading coach’s iCloud and found video of Nikki and her coach having lesbian sex. They hacked her former principle and found a cell phone video of him fucking the younger Nikki Fritz bent over his desk. She had gotten around, and his investigators found quite a lot.

Morgan also had a behavioral therapist analyze her and her writings in her journal, as well as her social media activity, and found out what made her tick. What were he likely perversions, what was she lacking.

He was waiting for Nikki to get dressed and smiled, watching her squeeze into the dress on the video system tied into his laptop. He watched as she took care in the bathroom to do her makeup perfectly, just as she had the day she got married.

His entire house was wired with cameras, some visible, most hidden. He had angles on everything.

He also had cameras in Nikki’s house, and had for a couple of weeks before he got her to his house. He had just had more installed, as he wanted more angles, but he had a lot.

In truth the telescope wasn’t needed to see what was happening in her house anymore. He had contractors build the balcony on his house specifically to have a line of sight to her bedroom, and it had been money well spent.

On top of that he had hacked the brothel’s video recording system. If there was more to have to use against Nikki, he wasn’t aware of it. He had video of every time she had fucked anyone on their grounds, and it had been a lot.

On top of everything else, he also had a sextape Nikki and her husband had made on their wedding night before leaving for their honeymoon, of her husband fucking her in the wedding dress. Not knowing her father had fucked her in the wedding dress earlier that day, another video Morgan possessed. He had everything.

He saw Nikki get herself zipped up in the dress, and that she was very nearly ready. She then spent a few minutes in the bathroom getting her hair just right and touching up her makeup, something that pleased him. She was into this, she was trying to put on a show for him. All the better.

You show Nikki’s wealthy client walk to the door to the master bedroom, knowing she is nearly ready, and when she opens it he is waiting with a bottle of very high end champagne on ice and two expensive crystal glasses.

He is also wearing a very well tailored tuxedo, and he looks quite good in it.

You see him pour them each of them a glass, and clink their glasses together before drinking them. Nikki makes a face after taking a sip, “Jesus this is good Morgan,” she says happily before drinking it all.

Soon he leans in for a kiss, then he turns her around and stands close behind her, kissing her neck and squeezing her breasts tightly. He nibbles on her earlobe and pushes his erection against her ass she he fondles her big tits. “Jesus you are beautiful in this dress Nikki, I’m glad it fit well.”

“Like it was made for me Morgan, very good guess on the dress size. Most of it was perfect,” she says, reaching around behind her, and feeling his hard cock from outside his dress pants.

He fondles her breasts over the dress for a solid minute, enjoying the sensation. The firmness of her tits and she sheer fabric of the dress, it is amazing. He enjoys the moment.

You then see him pull her wedding dress down and expose her tits, and he then goes back to groping them, playing with her erect nipples slowly and gently as Nikki Fritz’s breathing speeds up.

Soon they move to the bed, and Nikki sets up her cell phone, not knowing this is being recorded from six different angles, including a camera that can pan and zoom, operated by one of his employees.

He knows his video tech jerks off to Nikki, and he isn’t surprised. His tech is an absolute nerd of an eighteen year old wanna be film school student, maybe if and when all this worked out he will manipulate Nikki into giving the poor kid a pity fuck.

The room is quite bright, with just the right amount of indirect bright light to make a video recoding look great. And there is no way for Nikki to know that Morgan has had his master bedroom set up like a sound stage, for the best possible acoustics, with eight small microphones hidden around the room.

He can make a professional quality video in this room, and he is about to.

She also doesn’t know that she is wearing her actual wedding dress, from the day she was married. Some of what she is wearing is new, but he decided to have the copy placed in her closet, and secretly fuck her in the original dress.

He wanted the full experience, he was sure when he told her it would just turn her on even more. He had a good idea at how far he could push her, what all she would do wearing her wedding dress.

You then show a beautiful sex scene between Nikki and her customer Morgan, with her getting on her knees in the wedding dress and sucking his cock for a couple of minutes.

You show him hold her cell phone as she does it, and she plays for the camera. Looking into her phone as she sucks his cock. He then takes his cock in his hand and slaps her face a few times with it, and Nikki looks up at him and smiles, she loves it.

You see it down around her waist, with her big tits exposed, but she is still wearing the white gloves, her veil, and her engagement and wedding rings sparkle in the light of the room.

Soon Morgan is naked, but Nikki is still in the wedding dress, and you show a fairly long and romantic fuck between them. It is not just beautiful, for Nikki it is gloriously wrong.

They changed positions often, and the dress ends up bunched around her waist, never coming off. The kink of fucking a married woman in her wedding dress is too much fun to miss out on for Morgan.

When he is almost there, Morgan pulls out and jerks off above Nikki’s face and tits, and then cums all over her in a glorious cumshot worthy or porn. As he finishes you see the last drops of cum landing on her wedding dress, which would have angered her on her wedding night, but to her this is a copy of her wedding dress.

You have yourself playing her client, and you have established that you are among the more capable performers in producing this quality of cumshot, and this one doesn’t disappoint.

Your character covers the beautiful Nikki Fritz is spurt after spurt of cum, leaving her a smiling and sticky mess. Her client moves up to her and runs his cock on her face, and she sucks it clean as his big cock softens.

Nikki wipes some cum out of her eye, then begins to clean herself with her fingers. She cleans her fingers often, there is so much cum everywhere, but she isn’t shy about swallowing all of it she can get to.

When she is finished, she smiles at Morgan, who has been recording the cum cleanup on her cell phone, “that was nice Morgan, it has been too long since I have been fucked like that.”

“You haven’t seen anything yet Nikki,” he replies, shutting down the recording.

Just wait for tomorrow, I mean we aren’t done tonight, but I have a couple of choices for you to make tomorrow,” he says with a smile. “You will love them.”