ANNA JAYE WILDE

The Debt Collector

 

08/04/2016

 

I peeked out from behind my cheap curtains, fearing the worst. Ever since I had stupidly let my friend Joanne stay with me I had had debt collectors round on a regular basis chasing up her bills. Of course these people aren’t fucking stupid, Jo and I are the same age so why would they believe I wasn’t her? Even my ID wasn’t enough and I had found myself paying off her debts just to keep my head above water. If I ever see her again, well, I wouldn’t like to say what I’d do.

 

It was a Friday and even though I was in the process of clearing my name, Friday was a day for a visit. Now what happened was this…two men turned up, I tried to flirt with them, they had none of it and I paid them some money. It wasn’t like I was going to fuck them, even if I thought it would pay off some debt. They were pig ugly and I had my standards.

 

But today was different. As I looked out I saw a tall man, alone, walking down my drive. He was younger and fit as fuck. He wore the same uniform of crisp white shirt, black trousers and clipboard but his clothes moulded his body beautifully, his broad muscles and arm tattoos showing beneath his short sleeves.

 

Holy Mother of God, he was delicious. Close cropped dark hair, a couple of days of stubble and expensive looking sunglasses, he wouldn’t have been out of place with a Harley between his thighs. I took a moment to drink him in, and waited for the knock. Was I glad it was summer and I was wearing a skirt. Today was the day I was fucking paying off the debt in a different way.

 

I slicked on some lip gloss and speedily brushed my hair, making myself as presentable / desirable as possible and a firm knock echoed in the hallway. I checked my reflection and opened the door.

 

“Joanne Moore?”

 

“Who wants to know?”

 

Jesus wept. Up close he was even hotter and I began to curse my short dress as my panties were so wet they may just slide down my thighs on their own.

 

“Ashley Daniels, ABC Collections. Are you Joanne Moore?”

 

“Actually I’m not and I get this shit every week. Joanne left six months ago and each Friday I try to explain that it’s being sorted out but still you come round, wanting money.” A tear escaped my eye and his face seemed to soften. He pulled off his glasses to reveal deep green eyes that were kind and caring, a contrast from his firm solid stance and initial tough demeanour.

 

“Don’t cry, sweetheart, let’s have a chat about it. Can I come in?”

 

Fuck me, manners from a debt collector. And yes, he could ‘come’ wherever he fucking wanted to. He followed me inside and I led him to the kitchen, grabbed two mugs and switched on the kettle while he sat at the table. For some reason my crying had appealed to his softer side. Maybe he would help me sort this mess out. My hands shook and I dropped a mug, taking the opportunity to bend over in front of Ashley. Naughty me.

 

“You know,” he said, “we could sort this out a different way.” Ashley pulled me back onto his lap and rested his hot hands on my thighs and I turned to face him, my heart beating out of my chest. He pulled my hair from my neck and ran a finger over my jaw and down my throat. Now my panties were soaked through and it wouldn’t be long before he found that out.

 

“How do you mean?” I feigned innocence as one of his hands slid into my dress, pushed down my bra and firmly grabbed my breast while the other moved up my thigh, getting dangerously close to my panties.

 

“Well,” Ashley whispered, his clean fresh scent assaulting my senses, “I could take payment another way?” His lips were on my ear, his hot breath slow and steady as he massaged my nipple in his fingertips. “How do you feel about that?” His hand crawled beneath my dress, slipping between my wet thighs. “Well,” he smiled, “I think I know the answer to that.”

 

I parted my legs and leaned back into his body, taking everything he gave me. My breathing accelerated as he pulled my panties aside and plunged a finger inside me, forcing a deep groan from my body. Fuck, how I wanted and needed this. Fuck that he was a debt collector, if I had known he was coming round I would have stopped paying my bills months ago.

 

“So wet, baby, so wet.” Another finger slipped in and I melted against him, lost to the sensation. He used his thumb to rub my hot wet clit and I nearly fell off his lap.

 

“Steady, baby, I’ve got you. Just relax and enjoy it.” Ashley touched me like I never knew I wanted to be touched, stroking deep inside my pussy while rubbing my clit at the same time. It wasn’t long before I was coming all over his hand, the release crashing over me in epic waves, my body completely overtaken in the best way possible.

 

“Want some more?”

 

“Fuck, yes, I need your cock.”

 

Ashley lifted me to a standing position and unzipped, wrapped one arm around my waist while positioning his cock with the other. No fucking about, he was inside me immediately and he felt incredible. Bending my panting body over while he plunged inside me was just about the sexiest thing that had ever happened to me. No messing, he knew how much I wanted him and he took me, firmly and deeply. So fucking deeply, I pressed my palms against the wall to steady myself while he fucked me from behind, sometimes slow, then faster, teasing me so I didn’t know what was coming.

 

Ashley picked up the pace and fucked me so hard then I felt him stop deep inside me, his cock rippling as he let out a long, satisfied moan as he came, filling me with hot juice from his perfect dick.

 

We stood to catch our breath for a few long moments then he pulled out of me and put his cock away. We walked to the kitchen and I flicked the kettle on, not sure what to say. Ashley picked up his clipboard and scribbled on his paperwork.

 

“If you can just sign here for me.” He held out his paperwork and a pen.

 

“What am I signing for?”

 

“The debt’s paid, all cleared.”

 

“Well, that’s a shame.” He looked puzzled.

 

“Why’s that?”

 

“Well, if you’re going to come round demanding that kind of payment, I really wish I owed you more!”

 

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