The Debt Collector
by Hentai Jones
BookRix Edition 2017
Copyright by Amé
Hentai Jones:
THE DEBT COLLECTOR
This is the Hentai you love!
Miss Fuji
Mister Fuji was a bit of a drunkard and possibly a gambler too, three months ago I had to borrow him money for a new car, which he smashed a few weeks later, and I was waiting for a repayment ever since: it was about time, that I paid him a visit! His wife said, that Mister Fuji wasn't at home, that he was still in hospital, but she was begging me into the living room and offered me a cup of tea - she was a lovely young lady with gentle eyes and little dimples in her cheeks when she was smiling. She said, that she was extremely sorry about the debt, that the feisty hospital fees were an additional burden and that she had trouble to pay the rent - she was so cute that I had problems not to stare at her bulging breasts under the white blouse or at the long slender legs clad in an erotic black pantyhose! She was holding her knees close together and her hands neatly folded in her lap, she was a pretty shy flower and surely a pleasure to pick!
Miss Fuji told me, that she was in no position to make a repayment this month, but if I had the politeness to come back in four weeks she would hopefully be able to save up for an installment - that was exactly what all my debtors said, but my late father had bestowed so much money on me that I never had to worry about it for the rest of my life! But there were things money couldn't buy, and something desirable like Miss Fuji was worth much more for me than a car - so I looked at her and asked: »But what about a bit of interest?« She opened her bag and took out her purse, there were only a couple of coins in there and a few small bills, which she was offering me with a guilty face: »That's all I have left and I wouldn't know what else I could give you!« Only a woman could ask such a stupid question, and I was sure, that Miss Fuji must have been a bit frustrated after three weeks without a husband, if that hopeless drunkard had ever been able to get it up at all - but I was hooked by her charms and I wasn't to give that easily!
So I proposed, to forget about the repayments until her husband was back at work if she would undress for me, and now I had her blushing like rose! »If you want to help your husband, Miss Fuji, this is the least you can do!«, so I tried to convince her - she was fighting a mind battle inside her head for a while, comparing the benefit to the sacrifice, and she frequently shook her head in denial. I was already fearing, that she would throw me out with screaming and kicking, but to my utter disbelief she finally nodded her pretty head and asked deep in shame: »Here and now, Mister Sato?« »Of course«, I replied, »unless you want me to stay the night!« Okay: I was a big bad man, with my money I could buy myself every stripper I wanted and get a lap dance for free, I could afford a whole harem full of virgins if I felt like it, but I didn't! I was enticed by unique and spontaneous encounters, I didn't believe in relationships: daily sex with always the same partner would bore me to death, and therefore had failed dismally to marry all along!
Miss Fuji had finally found the courage to get up from the couch and she took her checkered household apron off, she wore a tight black skirt underneath, surely short enough to arouse even a drunken husband! She had the narrow waist of a dancer and the lean hips of a schoolgirl, if I would have met her before she had married an idiot I probably would have fallen for her - she was fumbling with the zipper on her mini skirt and only with a big effort she was able to peel the thigh garment over her cute bubble butt! She was extremely slow and tentative in all her actions and she let me savour every detail - the prostitutes at the club charge you fifty Dollars for a striptease and they are already dressed again for the next customer after five minutes, this but was a completely different affair: in the moment I would have bought Miss Fuji a new car and a new husband on top of that just to enjoy her luscious body for a while. She certainly wasn't a virgin anymore after her years of marriage, but she surely was behaving like one!
I lit myself a cigarette to calm my nerves and with a wave of my hand I urged the pretty lady to get on with her arousing business - by now I was as horny as a backyard bastard and had a boner in my pants which could do some serious damage to Miss Fuji's inhibitions! It seemed to be quite a delicate action to undo all the buttons of the stretched blouse, but the flimsy garment slowly slid apart to allow me a glance at her chest, the bra was pink and rendered in frilly lace, it wasn't a big model but it definitely was full with soft warm flesh! The belly button came out as cute as I like them, and the elastic seam of her black pantyhose was biting hard into her waist to keep her figure trim - but after she had dropped her blouse onto the couch she was showing the first signs of doubt, if she should go on! She looked at me and asked: »Are you happy now, or do you need more, Mister Sato?« - »I want everything, dearest Miss Fuji, if you wouldn't mind!«, I replied with nonchalance and reclined back into the soft lounge chair like a pasha!