She looked back up at me and blurted out, “That’s none of your business.” I held up my hands to calm her and went on, “If either your husband or my dad find out about what you two are doing when they are away I would say it won’t be pretty. For a man to find out his wife is having sex with another woman, it’s worse than finding out she was having sex with another man.” Nadia seemed to shrink down into her chair. She wouldn’t look at me now.
“Now, I would never tell my dad about you two. I love my Mom and would never hurt her. I don’t know you from Adam and unless you comply with my every whim, your husband is going to hear about it. Do you understand?” She raised her face to look at me and tears were flowing down her cheeks. “Do you understand, Nadia?”
She just sat there for several moments and then nodded. She sniffed and said, “What do you want from me?”
“First of all and most importantly, my Mom will hear nothing of this conversation except that I apologized.”
She quickly nodded her agreement and said, “What else? Please don’t tell my husband. I’ll do anything.”
I smiled. This was going even better than I had hoped. Now for the test. “Stand up and take off all your clothes.” Her eyes snapped up to mine with a pleading look. My eyes stayed right on hers and I gave her no indication that I was kidding.
She scanned my face for any kind of weakness in my demand. I knew this would be the hard part for me to pull off and I practiced my reaction all day. “Do I have to say it again?” She looked back down at her hands fidgeting in her lap and shook her head. She didn’t move and I let her sit there for about thirty seconds. Then I stood up and said, “OK. It’s no skin off my back.” I headed for the door.
Before I got there, Nadia said, “Max. Wait. I’m struggling with this but I will do anything you ask.” I turned back to her and she was already unbuckling the belt around her waist. I stood there by the door and watched as she unzipped her leather skirt and let it fall to the floor. She was wearing thigh-high stockings and thong underwear. She started to kick off her high heels and I stopped her and told her to leave those on. My cock was growing in the leg of my jeans.
Nadia pulled her tank-top over her head. She had on the sexiest bra I had ever seen. It didn’t even cover her nipples which were erect. Her tits were as I remembered them from yesterday. She reached around behind her back and unhooked her bra and dropped it to the floor by her skirt and tank-top. My cock was pressing hard against the denim material. I motioned for her to finish and she hooked her thumbs in her thong and pulled it down. Tears were streaming down her face and onto her naked tits.
She stood there as I walked toward her. I put my fingers under her tits and lifted them up. I thumbed her nipples and she groaned and closed her eyes. I stepped back and said, “Nadia, I want you to unbutton my pants and take my cock out. More tears rolled out of her eyes but without a word, she knelt down on the carpet and lifted my shirt. I unbuttoned it and took it off.