Unpaid Debts Chapter One: Paid In Full

“One way or the other I will get my money,” I grinned at Steven.

“Bruce, come on,” Steven pleaded as he looked at me.

“I can go to the fellas and tell them you don’t pay your debts, ban you from the club, or ….” I grinned as I stared at his wife, Isabella.

“No way!” Steven said, putting his foot down. “Rather, the others know I didn’t pay you!”

“Steven!” Isabella said. “You know very well, you can’t!”

Steven owed Trevor Milloy a lot of money, not as much as me, but I was much easier going than Trevor, who was easy to annoy. Once he got annoyed, bad things happened, very bad things.

“Or we can go outside,” I shrugged.

“No, not that,” Steven shook his head.

“What do you have in mind?” Isabella asked.

“You know very well,” I grinned as I sat back on the couch. “And he gets to watch.”

“Okay, and the debt is wiped clean?” Isabella asked.

“Sure, if you do a really good job, I might even pay off your husbands debt to Trevor,” I smiled.

“Izzy,” Steven shook his head.

“What choice do we have?” Isabella stared at her husband.

Steven didn’t say a word.

“You won’t tell anyone, right,” Isabella said, tying her dark brown hair back. “I don’t want every one of your biker friends coming to the house.”

“I won’t tell anyone,” I laughed.

Isabella got down on her knees before me. She unbuckled my belt and pulled out my cock. “Just this once, no more!” she said as she looked at me.

“Of course sweetheart,” I grinned. “Whatever you say.”

Reluctantly Isabella started sucking my cock; her head went up and down as she tried not to look at me.

Steven watched in disbelief.

“You were right Steve,” I grinned. “Your wife sucks a good cock!”

“Shut up Frank!” Steven said.

“If you really want me to pay off Trevor you are going to have to a lot better than that,” I laughed as I looked at her face.

Isabella looked back at her husband and shook her head.

This time when she returned her attention to my cock, there was more gusto; Isabella licked and throated my cock and stared at me as she went to town.

“That’s it!” I said as I watched Isabella deep-throating my cock. “Suck it all!”

“Stop talking to my wife like that Frank!” Steven warned me.

“Your wife is enjoying sucking my cock!” I laughed. “Look at her!”

“He usually is done by now,” Isabella said, licking the head of my cock.

“A minute man, huh?” I laughed at Steven.

“Less than a minute, sometimes,” Isabella grinned as she put the head of my cock in her mouth.

“You are going to have to do it more than a minute to get me off,” I grinned.

“I can see, but I know how to cut that time in half,” Isabella smiled as she lifted her shirt.

“Isabella!” Steven shouted.

“Shut up Steven, let you wife enjoy her time with a real man,” I smiled.

“Just sit over there, hon,” Isabella pointed to the other chair. “This won’t take long.”

Isabella lifted her bra and pushed my cock between her large tits. “Knew it,” Isabella winked as she started bouncing her big boobs up and down and lowered her head to suck on the head of my cock.

“Fuck yes,” I groaned.

“Won’t be long now,” Isabella said. “How about you get on the phone and tell Trevor the news.”

“Alright, just for you,” I said as I took out my phone. “Hey Trevor,” I said, watching Isabella bounce her tits. “You know that low-life prospect Steven?”

Isabella bounced her tits faster. “I am paying his debt, he owes me so I will collect for both of us,” I told him. “That’s right, he owes me, not you!”

I tossed my phone on the couch. “Debt paid,” I smiled.

“Thank you,” Isabella said as she finished me off.

I grabbed Isabella’s head and shoved it down on my cock. “Take it you fat bitch!” I moaned as I came in her mouth.

After I finished cumming in Isabella’s mouth, I stood up and zipped up my pants.

“Anytime you want to play another game or two,” I said as I picked up my motorcycle keys. “You pass by the bar; I am sure I can work something out with your wife.”

“I am not coming by the bar, anymore,” Steven said.

“Suit yourself,” I shrugged. “Always a pleasure Isabella.”

“Bye Frank!” Isabella stood by her husband.

I laughed as I walked out of the trailer and headed for my bike.

“Let’s go boys,” I said as I told the rest of my crew. “He paid in full, this time.”

“Too bad,” one of the guys said. “Was looking forward to bashing his skull.”

“Not today,” I said as I started my bike. “Maybe another day.”

Our bikes roared as we drove through the shitty trailer park.