See what he is offering.

As he turns away, John reaches up and grabs him. “What are you offering?” Jennifer gives John a look as if asking what the hell was he doing, but the look doesn’t stop him, so Steve sits back down.

“Well, I could cover her family’s medical bills,” Jennifer’s faces light up as if the answer to all her problems just popped up. “And maybe buy you both some new clothes along with helping cover your costs. “

Jennifer had now lost her anger, dismissive tone, “and I would just have to go back to working at your club?”

Steve smirked and replied, “oh no, we have replaced you already with a new face; there is never a shortage of young women willing to strip and use their bodies to make a dollar.”

“But some of your old regulars still hold a candle for you and want one last go,” Steve continued, “You give them what they want, make sure I get what I need, and the money is yours.”

Steve turned to look at John. “And don’t worry, no more secrets. They want you to be present for all of it.” Jennifer’s face went ghost white; as she knew what he wanted, “They want you to watch it happen, John.”

Jennifer gave John a look that he instantly recognized; it was the ‘John can we?’ look, and how could he say no. Saying no was the equivalent of killing her father. He would be there, so no more lying, And it was only once… right? Saving her dad was worth it.

So John gave her a silent nod, and she quickly answered, “deal.”

Steve smirked, “that is great to her, babe. We will be in touch,” before stomping off abruptly.

Jennifer couldn’t look at John for the rest of the dinner, and on the walk home, she finally spoke up. “Honey, do you know what we just agreed to?”

“Not really,” John replied in an unsure tone, “do you?” He figured it was sex, a lot of sex.

“Not exactly, but some of my regulars were creepy.” She knew what Steve was talking about, she had no doubt. A part of her work life was about to come crashing into her home life. To save her dad, but maybe at the cost of her marriage. “I just don’t want you to hate me afterward.”

He tried to calm her down. “Jennifer, I won’t hate you; we decided to go through this together, no lies, no secrets. whatever it is, we will face it together for you, for your father.”

They slept in each other’s arms that night. John slept in dread of what to come, while Jennifer wanted to fear what Steve had in store, but secretly she was actually excited about it. The only thing that she was worried about was losing John.

The next day they didn’t talk much as they both waited for Steve to contact them. Luckily, or unluckily for them, depending on your point of view, Steve contacted them around noon that day. They were to meet him at his ‘joint’ after it closed. It closed at 2 am, which meant it would be a late night for them. They arrived at the strip joint at 2:15 am, just as the other strippers were leaving.

Cashmere, a dancer Jennifer knew but didn’t know well,

spotted her. Her bright smile faltered upon seeing Jennifer. "Hey there, Jennifer," Cashmere said hesitantly. "I didn't expect to see you back here after the noise you made leaving.”

Jennifer **** a fake smile to her old co-worker. "Neither did I, but I have some unfinished business to take care of."

Cashmere's expression turned sympathetic. "I'm sorry to hear that. I hope everything works out for you." She gave a small wave before continuing on her way. John couldn't help but notice the graceful way Cashmere moved and the subtle tension between the two women as they passed each other. He could easily guess they didn’t like each other.

Jennifer and John walk into her old place of work to find Steve sitting on one of the prominent and comfortable sofas. “Good, you’re here” He gives them his sleazy smile. John has been here numerous times but has never seen this place this empty.

Jennifer snapped at her old boss, “We all know why we are here, so let’s just get on with it.” Jennifer was attempting to sound angry in front of her husband, but secretly she was sickened by the fact her panties are drenched with excitement.

Steve replied with a wide smile, “I know you want it, but there is no need to go jumping on any rods just yet. You get your fill some enough; just wait a second.” He gives Jennifer a smirk that both makes her knees weak with heat and her skin crawl, “but you have awaited six months, so what another few minutes, I would like to have a chat with your man first.”

“I left an outfit in your old locker for you; why don’t you get changed while me and your hubby have a heart to heart?” It was clear he intentionally placed himself first in that sentence.

Jennifer looked John in the eyes and said, “I’ll be right back, honey.” before stomping off.

The moment they heard the locker room door close, Steve started addressing her husband, “John, I have some good news for you. I will be the only one fucking Jennifer. So no other customers.”

John initially thought this would be a massive orgy or a year-long process by which she would have to come in and fuck another random man, so hearing that she only had to fuck him was actually excellent news given the circumstances. However, what Steve said next wasn’t excellent news,

“That being said, I do plan on knocking her up and then fucking her while she is pregnant, all while recording every juicy moment,” Steve said with the same sick smile. “I am going to fuck her six ways from Sunday, John. I am going to cum inside her, in her mouth, in her ass, and all over her. I am going to mark her as mine as you have never seen.”

Steve laughed, “well, as you are about to see, I suppose.”

John had a thousand thoughts run through his head as he was filled with rage, but all he managed to get out was, “Isn’t that something we should be discussing in front of her?” John asked. He was angry, but what could he do? Jennifer had left this life, but they had to help her dad.

Steve replied harshly, “Jenn already knows this is what I want; in fact, right before she met you, I almost got her to agree to it for much less than I am offering now. But you got in the way, spoiling my fun and ruining my chance at a lucrative cash payout from porn.”

Fuck, porn. Jennifer was going to be in porn; videos of her would be online for everyone to see, forever.

“Pre-during-Post prego porn fetish is rapidly growing. Anyway, I saw it in her eyes when I sat down at the table. She knew this would be the deal.” John was motionless, consumed in rage as his mind imaged his wife’s stomach grow with Steve’s child.

“Can she wear a mask? A stripper wig and makeup? Anything?” John asked, hoping to keep some of their privacy.

Steve laughed at the idea, “Fuck no. They don’t pay much for masked women fucking; they want the world to know who she is; they want her to know the world will never forget who she is. They want you to know it as well.” Steve continued, “And my man, I am going to cum on her wedding ring, a lot.”

Fucking hell, how much could this fucker ask for?

Steve continued, “Jennifer already knows what is going to happen; I am just giving you the chance to put a stop to it.” Steve had a stern look on his face. “So big man, what’s it going to be? Are you going to be the reason her daddy dies, or are you going to let your wife save him?”

Just then, they both hear the door to the locker room open; John was too much of a broken man at this moment to look towards his wife. With the last of his mental strength, he asked her while keeping his eyes on Steve: “You knew what the deal was, didn’t you, Jennifer?”

Jennifer “Yes... But I CAN EXPLAIN. I DID WARN YOU MY REGULARS WERE CREEPY.”