I first met Diane through one of the many contacts I have in the area where I live.
She needed money, fast, and her situation is one of those where even the normal loan
sharks would walk away. Her situation, though, didn’t bother me, and that was why her
friend, whom I’d also loaned money to in the past, on more than one occasion, had
suggested contacting me.
Diane was the right sort of person I do business with. She is single, unattached, has
good looks and has a bit of attitude. She had also fallen on hard times and was desperate
to earn five hundred quid. The area where I operate is a decent area and the chances of
her making the five hundred by standing on a street corner were virtually nil and more
than likely if she’d tried to she would have ended up spending the night in police cells
and face charges of soliciting.
Diane was introduced to me by Tina one evening in a bar. Tina told me she’d already
told Diane my methods and Diane was immediately willing to go along with them. After a
drink I got Diane’s address and told her I’d be round there the following evening. She
looked at me cautiously as if trying to work out whether she could trust me or not so I
gently asked her if she wanted the money. She said she did so I reminded her of the
conditions attached. She nodded her head slowly when I asked her if she was in agreement
with those conditions and then I told her I’d have the paperwork sorted for seven the
following evening.
I turned up at Diane’s one bedroom flat at the appointed time and showed her the
contract. Basically I was giving her the five hundred she needed and she was going to pay
it off over the next five weeks by giving me two hours of her time each week. That to me
seemed like a pretty generous rate of pay.
“Okay,” I said when she had signed the contract and handed it back to me, “It’s time
for the first instalment. Do what I tell you for the next two hours and at the end of it
the five hundred is yours. If you fail to turn up in the weeks ahead then I have people
who will come looking for you. Understand?”
She assured me she understood and her dark eyes looked slightly watery with fear as
she stood in front of me. She was wearing jeans that covered what looked to be a nice firm
bottom that led down to her slender legs. On top she wore a jumper. I told her to make me
a cup of tea while I got things ready. When she had gone to her kitchen I set up my video
camera on its tripod at one end of the room. A couple of minutes later she was back with
the tea. She saw the camera immediately and looked shocked.
“You knew I’d be using one of these, so why the expression?” I asked.
“Err, I hadn’t thought we’d be using one straight away. Can’t I do tonight off
camera, and get used to things first?”
“No, that’s part of the point of it, to get your expressions. Okay, if you stand
about here, I’ll check I have you in the picture as I want you.”
Diane stood where I told her to stand and put her hands on her hips, pushing her
breasts forward into the thick material of her jumper.
“Okay,” I said when I’d checked things, “take off the jumper and try and keep smiling
as you do it.”
Diane knew what I was going to do with the footage I was shooting, or at least I
imagined Tina had told her what I did with it and Diane was not simple so she should have
been able to work out how I was going to make my money back without me having to spell it
out for her. Slowly she raised the jumper over her head to reveal her young, flat, firm
stomach and those two impressive orbs nestled in the depths of her black bra.
A minute later she had nervously unclipped the bra and let it slip off her arms. Her
mid-brown hair flowed down over her shoulders and covered her breasts. I motioned for her
to sweep her hair to the sides so I could see her breasts fully and when she had done that
I directed her to let her hands drop to her sides. With the camera now focussing on the
tops of her legs I walked up to Diane and stood behind her.
I whispered in her ear that she was to stand still. She trembled slightly when she
felt my hands on her hips and I sensed her tense up as my right hand went over her stomach
and found the button at the top of her jeans. Quickly I popped the button and unzipped her
jeans. Diane gasped softly as she felt the denim being pushed over her cute little ass and
down her legs. She was wearing a pair of very brief, black panties, not quite a g-string,
but not far off. I slipped a finger in each side of the panties and pulled them down over
her shapely legs too. Knowing her sex was in the middle of the camera’s view I told her to
push her hips forward for me.
With her jeans down around her ankles and her panties just below her knees, I
returned to my position behind the camera.
“Now, remove the garments and sit on the floor with your legs wide open and a big
grin on your face,” I told her. Diane obliged and for the first time the camera picked up
her wicked, young girl smile. She even licked her lips invitingly for me. With her legs
splayed open I got her to lie back on the carpet, giving me a great view of her sex. She
evidently shaved for her pubic hairs were trimmed into a short-cropped, v-shaped landing
strip that stopped just above her totally naked sex lips. Diane had a prominent clitoris
and her cunt lips were already glistening with arousal. Though I had not touched her
sexually, yet, the fact I had pulled her panties down had evidently started some
lubrication in the young woman.
“Masturbate with your fingers,” I said. Most young woman balk at doing this in front
of a stranger, even when they know their finances depend on it, but Diane didn’t. She
licked her first and second fingers on her right hand and dipped them between her
wide-open legs, before gently parting her labia and stroking along their full length with
both fingers. When she reached that stiffening bud of a clitoris her eyes closed and she
gasped as her first finger circled it with her fingernail. She stroked back down her labia
and parted them wide to show the moist, pink flesh beneath. Then she stuck both fingers
right into her vulva. I almost climaxed as I watched what she was doing through the
viewfinder of the camera. This was one hot lady!
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