Austin stood outside next to the stoop, trying to keep warm in the chill weather. He looked at his ‘new’ phone, an old dumb phone Nikoloz had given them to replace their smartphones.

10:48 PM

He sighed as he started to get frustrated at the thought of having to wake up early the next morning to go unload trucks. His frustration only went so far before giving way to calmness.

Not long into his thoughts, the door behind him opened, and Brie finally walked out.

Her hair, which was immaculate when they first arrived at the strange brownstone, was now messy.

“We’re done,” she told Austin as she slowly made her way down the steps.

“We’ll have to walk a little slow. The guy I was filming with stuck his dick in a surprising place.”

Brie wrapped her arm around Austin’s as they began to slowly walk home.

Soon, Austin and Brie settled into their new life. Austin would leave in the morning for work, while Brie would stay home to service any clients who arrived. Most nights, he would come home hoping to reclaim his wife. In the end, he would fail to get more than one or two thrusts in her before cumming.

It wasn’t long before Brie started to take in clients at night as well. Austin would be forced to sit out in the hall and wait until he could return to the room and fall back asleep on the used bed, hoping to get enough rest for work the next day.

They mostly stayed in, only leaving to go buy essentials with the small amount of money that one of Nikoloz’ cousins would drop off every week. Sometimes leaving for Brie to shoot another ‘film’ with some random stranger.

Eventually, the porn shoots ended, and Nikoloz stopped calling. Disappearing from their lives entirely. He used Bogo to check in on her and the other girls there. Showing up periodically to take nude photos of Brie to list online. A couple of times, she was able to talk him into fucking her, although it didn’t take much convincing.

About once a month, Bogo would arrive and let her know they needed to move. Usually, it was just to the next building over, which made moving easy for Brie, who bore the brunt of the work while Austin was away unloading trucks.

Without her typical makeup and hair care routine, Brie started to change. Her wavy blonde hair became straighter. A couple of zits now dotted her face.

Once a week, Brie would venture out to do laundry on the bottom floor of whatever building they were currently living in. She had run into Sledgehammer a couple of times, who lived down the hall with his wife.

She had tried to get him to come into their apartment and fool around, but Sledgehammer had made it clear that outside of porn, Nikoloz had suggested to him that he remain faithful to his wife.

One of the other girls living in the building seemed to always use the laundry room at the same time as Brie. She introduced herself as Shana. She was a tall dark-haired woman from California who had come to New York to study photography at NYU three years prior. A chance meeting in the park with Nikoloz changed that. Now she also took care of his clients.

Days turned to weeks. Weeks turned to months until one day, Bogo knocked on their door early as Austin was getting ready to go to work.

Before they could answer, he had unlocked the door and entered.

“Hey, brother,” he said to Austin, who was standing next to his wife.

“Get dressed,” he said to Brie, who was wearing only a tank top and panties.

Leaving Austin back in their apartment, she put on her old summer dress and jean jacket that she had worn when she first met Nikoloz.

She followed Bogo down to a car. Inside sat Nikoloz in the back seat.

“It’s been a long time, my dear!” He welcomed her.

After she got in, Bogo began to drive them away from her building.

“I am sure, once upon a time, that you had asked me how you could repay me.”

Nikoloz moved closer, placing his hand on her knee.

“I believe so,” she said, smiling. “I mean, you’ve done so much for us, there must be something we can do to repay your kindness.”

“There is,” Nikoloz smiled.

Bogo drove Brie and Nikoloz to a day spa downtown. The inside was one of the fanciest places Brie had ever been.

“They are going to take care of you here,” Nikoloz told her as she sat waiting to be called by the secretary. “I have to go, but my cousin Boris will pick you up once you are finished here.”

There, Nikoloz had her bathed. Her hair was styled, and an extensive skin routine was performed. Brie enjoyed the pampering.

Back home, Austin sat on the bed looking out the window. He was hoping Brie would be back soon. It had been months since he had found himself with any free time, and he didn’t quite know what to do.

A knock at the door interrupted his thoughts, almost startling him.

On the other side were Nikoloz and Bogo. They led Austin down to the car as well.

“Your name began with an...A, I believe?” Nikoloz asked him.

“Austin,” he said. “You don’t remember me?”

“It has been almost a year, my friend. I hope you are not offended. I am growing older and my memory is leaving me.”

“Don’t worry about it,” Austin smiled.

Bogo drove them around while Nikoloz casually gathered information from Austin.

Austin told him about his family farm and how his parents wanted him to take it over, but he declined to help Brie’s family get their farm profitable again.

How his parents were disappointed in his choice, and how Austin questioned it as well. He felt as though he betrayed them.

“Well, worry not, my friend. I have wonderful news. I am going to send you back home,” Nikoloz said as he placed a hand on Austin’s shoulder.

“Alone?” Austin asked.

“No, not alone.”

Brie exited the spa feeling beautiful as ever. Her hair was wavy and soft again. Her skin felt great, and they even gave her a massage.

Outside, Boris waited in a car for her, signaling her over.

“Where are we going?” Brie asked him.

“To your husband,” he replied. “But first, I will take you back to your apartment. Someone will pick you up again this evening.”

Brie was disappointed by that news. She was all dressed up for someone with whom her feelings had become lukewarm. A build-up with no climax.

Inside her apartment, she found a white dress with a note telling her to put it on before six. To only wear the dress.

The dress was the most expensive piece of clothing she had ever touched. She tried it on right then and looked herself over in the small mirror in their bathroom.

The sleeveless dress clung to her barely visible curves with a low-cut V down the center.

The bottom came down just below her buttocks.

A couple of miles away from her and Austin’s home sat two women on the stoop outside of another brownstone.

One was fairly large, with short black hair and a stubby nose; the other was thin with a large one.

The thin one also had long black hair, which she kept back in a ponytail. A choice that didn’t do her face any favors.

Her body resembled that of Brie’s in that she was skinny with no figure aside from her modest-sized breasts, which sagged low despite her age.

“This is my ticket out of here,” she told the large woman next to her.

Her accent resembled that of Nikoloz.

“Do you even know this man?” the other one asked.

“I’ve seen photos of him from my cousin Nikoloz. He is veeeery handsome,” she said, smiling. “A real dream! Just you wait.”

“Are you nervous?”

“A little,” the skinny one said, giggling into her hands.

Neither seemed to notice the car pull up down the street.

“You and Brie were just no good together,” Nikoloz said to Austin. “She is a woman with needs. Needs you could not meet. But, because I am your friend, I have another. My cousin Darya. You will find her to be most beautiful. So beautiful, you will need her to be yours. With Brie, you couldn’t pleasure her, but with Darya, you are now a rejuvenated man! You will give her lots of strong children that you will raise on your father’s farm. The farm you will one day sign over to your new bride.”

Austin sat shaking his head in agreement.

“There she is.” Nikoloz pointed out the skinny girl sitting on the stoop.

“Oh,” Austin said as his eyes grew wide. “Oh my goodness. You weren’t lying. She IS beautiful.”

The two girls' conversation was cut short at the sound of a car door closing. They both looked to see Austin and Nikoloz walking up to them. A large smile crossed Austin’s face.

“My cowboy,” Darya whispered blissfully.

That evening, Brie stood by the side of the road. She was all dressed up waiting for her car, which didn’t keep her waiting.

“You look wonderful, my dear,” Nikoloz told her as he opened the door from the inside.

Brie climbed in her skirt, raising to expose her bare pussy.

“Sorry,” she said as she lowered it. “Unless you want it up, baby.”

Brie smiled playfully, turned on by her accidental exposure.

“Oh my dear, those days are over. You are no longer the whore you once were,” Nikoloz told her.

Brie began pulling a little more at her dress to cover herself up.

“Your husband, Austin, is heading back to his home with another woman, which you are fine with. He could never please you anyway, not the way you deserve to be pleased. Luckily, there is someone who can. My cousin Mitri. You remember him, right?”

“Oh, Mitri? Is he the one I kissed at your restaurant?”

“Yes, you remember him, good. You remember him and the great pleasure he gave you once upon a time. He could pleasure you while Austin could not.”

Brie began to breathe heavily. Her thoughts flashed back to the night they kissed. His hands on her body. The way his stiffening cock felt on her pussy.

“Sure, his looks leave a lot to be desired, but that doesn’t matter to you. He is unique, and you love every bit of it. You remember that it felt good to take charge. He is shy and quiet, but you do not mind. He is the object of your desire. Of your fantasies. All the nasty things you did with my clients, you long to do for him. His stare will light you on fire with passion. Tonight, he will make your dreams come true and propose to you. You will say yes. He will ask you to go with him back to the old country. This you will want to do. There you will quickly learn the language and find you are no longer infertile. You will give him lots of strong children and live out your days together. Your heart and body are only for him.”

Tears began to swell in Brie’s eyes.

“I would love nothing more,” she said.

Eventually, they arrived at a large house. Nikoloz took her around a pathway on the side to a beautiful garden covered in white and red flowers.

Mitri stood in the center surrounded by a large group of men and women.

Brie ran up to him and took his hands.

“I want to marry you,” he told her dryly.

“Yes!” she said as she pulled his lips to hers.

The group around them cheered as they kissed.

That night, they held a traditional wedding and small reception there in the garden.

Nikoloz got up and raised his glass as Mitri and Brie sat together. Her head on his bony shoulder.

“Let it be known!” Nikoloz exclaimed loudly. “There is nothing I won’t do for my family!”

The garden erupted in applause.

That night, they adjourned to a guest room in the large home.

She undressed him, kissing his skinny body all over as she moved her way down to his waist. Unbuckling his belt, she removed his pants and boxers. Kissing his flaccid penis before taking it into her mouth.

Mitri grabbed the back of her head as he got harder. His cock bent up significantly at the tip. Brie loved it. It was unique, and it was his.

Soon she lay him down on the bed and mounted him. Moaning as his bent cock hit all the right places. His hands were exploring the body of his new bride as she quickly began to orgasm. It wasn’t long until he did as well. They spent the rest of the night in each other's arms, occasionally making love again.

“We need sleep,” he finally told her as the sun started to rise. “This evening we depart for our new home in the old country.”

“I can’t wait,” she said.

- The End