The Cuckold Enterprise: A Marriage Pimped Out for Profit

After a chance meeting with a wealthy businessman a married couple is convinced to join an underground prostitution circuit known as The Cuckold Enterprise. Against the husbands wishes the wife is pimped out over and over again in exceedingly ridiculous scenarios.

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Dwayne had a feeling about this one. This girl, with her incredible rack and gorgeous face, would be his retirement ticket. If this one went for it, the money that could be made would be enough to buy an island.
Enough for her and her husband to buy an island, too.
When the elevator opened onto the suite he saw her for the first time in good lighting. It was even better than he had originally thought. This girl was beautiful. She was in shape. Her ass was lifted and her mouth curved out the word SEX. This girl, he thought, was made for it.
“Welcome. Please, come inside.”
Dwayne could tell the husband was nervous. The girl on the other hand, was curious. Her green eyes were large and observant. Dwayne could tell she was surveying him again, taking in his size and girth. He was a large man, no doubt.
“Thank you so much for the invite,” she said. “I’m Brooke. It’s nice to meet you.”
Brooke. Her name was Brooke.
The three of them walked out to the balcony that overlooked the city. Champagne waited for them. Dwayne watched Brooke closely as she drank, noting the way her lips moved on the glass rim. The way the tip of her tongue just touched the glass when she drank.
“This is an amazing view,” Brooke said.
“Thank you. I stay here every time I’m in town.”
James watched them closely but kept quiet. His anxiety was palpable.
“What brings you to town?” She asked.
“Work and business,” Dwayne said, making no attempt to hide his eyes from her exposed chest.
“What do you do, Dwayne?” She asked.
Dwayne considered this for a moment. Should he come right out and say it? Should he play coy? It was a tricky business, recruiting. If you poured too much on too soon, you could lose a valuable asset. A valuable employee. But if you weren’t up front about the whole thing, losing them was just as likely.
This girl, Brooke, seemed like a fierce one.
“That’s actually why I asked the two of you here.”
The three of them sat down and began to talk. It was midnight when they began. It’s hard to say if it ever actually ended.

The final part of the interview was always the best for Dwayne. And if the girl had any potential at all, it was the best part of the interview for her as well.
As far as the husband’s role went? Well, that would make or break the deal. If James couldn’t handle it, they were both out. Dwayne’s business was not the sort to compromise on their product. And the husband was every bit as important to the formula as an experienced, good-looking wife.
Brooke was sitting on the edge of the bed when Dwayne came in. James had found his chair and taken his seat in the corner. There was sweat on his brow and his hands were fidgeting with the room key Dwayne had given him earlier.
Brooke’s eyes were calm and curious.
Dwayne was 6’4, all muscle. When he took the coat jacket off and removed his dress shirt, he could feel James’s anxiety rise and Brooke’s interest double. His veiny arms and chest, black as chocolate, his abs each clearly defined.
He stood in front of the girl so her face was at a height with his belt buckle.
“Consider this the physical you would take for any high-paying job, Brooke. A very thorough physical.”

They flew into Georgia in First Class seats that cost only a small fraction of what they were to be paid upon completion of the next appointment. Brooke sat next to Dwayne on one side on the aisle and James sat alone on the other side. She was done up in a green summer dress that showed off her assets. Dwayne was all business as usual; a stunning suit on an intimidating figure.