Chương 106: Trouble in 7th Heaven [ Final Fantasy ] Financial Troubles
Summary: Tifa is in financial trouble and at risk of losing her bar. A good friend of hers would be able to help her out, but what he asks for in return might be too much for the busty wife of Cloud Strife to bear…
Tags: netorare, cheating wife, dubcon, lapdance
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Tifa looked down at the stack of unpaid bills and her mood worsened by the minute. The 7th Heaven had never been a goldmine, but the current downtrend put a frown on her beautiful face. This had been the third month in a row where the bar's numbers were in the red and at the moment, she had no idea where to get the money from to pay off her creditors and was already a month behind in payment.
With the defeat of Sephiroth and the start of a new life in the City of Edge, Tifa thought that her life would return to normal again, even more so when Cloud finally asked her marry him. That day had been the happiest of her life...but now, the future didn't look so bright anymore. Even though she was able to reopen up her bar after it had been destroyed by the meteor, the people of Edge were more occupied with working and taking care of private matters than to go out and spend money to have a drink or meal. Therefore, she sat alone at one of the guest tables as she went through the papers one more time, a melancholic sigh leaving her lips. Totally lost in her thoughts, she didn't even notice when the door opened and a familiar face entered the 7th Heaven.
The man who entered was a regular customer, one of the few that remained. His name was Max Strongblade, a wealthy businessman who had his own company here in Edge. During the last couple of months, he had become a good friend to the busty barista. He was about six feet tall and had clean cut, brown hair, blue eyes and a distinctive jawline. It looked like he just came back from work, as he was dressed in a dark blue business suit with a red tie and light brown leather shoes.
Max looked around and saw all the empty chairs, until his eyes finally locked onto her brown haired friend, causing him to smile warmly and greet her, "Hey Tifa...wow, another slow night, huh?"
Tifa was pulled from her melancholic mood as she heard Max's voice. She looked up in surprise and smile crossed her face as she saw her friend, "Oh, hello Max. Good to see you...and yeah, you are my first customer today."
As she got up from the table and walked towards Max to greet him, he could not help but admire how her breasts bounced inside of her white tank top with every step. Feeling slightly embarrassed, he moved his look away from her massive breasts and quickly made eye contact with her, "Always nice seeing you, Tifa...but you look a bit worried, is something the matter?" Max looked over Tifa's shoulder and noticed the big stack of bills on the table behind her her, some of them having the word 'overdue' written on them in big, red letters. "Is that...what I think it is?" Max asked, his brow furrowing.
Tifa needed a moment to respond and her lips started to tremble as she began to spean, "Yes...I don't know why, but people just don't want to come here anymore. Oh Max, it's hopeless! The bills stack up and Cloud doesn't have much money either. I...I don't know what to do!" A small trail of tears ran down her face and she hugged Max deeply, her pillowy breasts squishing right against his torso.
Max put his hands around her, holding the back of her head with his hand. From this close, he could smell her perfume, and the scent send a small thrill down his spine. She was truly a one of a kind woman, and right now she needed his help.
"It's ok, Tifa. Listen to me. I simply can't see a beautiful woman like you cry. No matter how many Gil you need, I will help you out. That's the least I can do for a good friend like you."
"Oh Max, I don't know what to say! That just sounds too good to be true! Thank you!" The sadness on Tifa's face slowly disappeared, replaced by a cheerful smile, way more fitting for the tough but elegant beauty, "...but how can I ever repay you? I don't think the 7th Heaven's business will pick up anytime soon…"
Max was silent for a moment, seemingly lost in thought. He eyed up and down Tifa's body, his eyes resting for a while whenever they came across her enormous rack inside of her way too tight tank top until he finally looked into her eyes again.
"I don't want any money from you."
"B-But I don't have anything else that I could give you."
Max's expression suddenly became serious and he held onto her shoulders, looking her straight into her big, brown eyes that a man could lose himself in, "Tifa...all I want from you...is a private lap dance."
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Silence befell the room for a while after Max had uttered that final sentence. "W-what?" Was all that Tifa could come up with as a response. She thought that she might have misheard that last part. She stepped back from Max, her eyes filled with question marks as she waited for her friend to explain himself.
"You heard me, Tifa. I want a lapdance from you. Do that for me and I will gladly pay all your bills. Let's think of it...as a business transaction."
Tifa couldn't believe her own ears. Did her friend really just ask for something that outrageous? Her heart started pounding in her chest as a mixture of anger and confusion started to boil inside of her. "I-I can't believe it, Max! Stop fooling around! Even if I would be that kind of girl, I am a married woman, did you forget that?! I could never willingly do this to Cloud...he is my husband and I love him!"
"And there is nothing wrong with that. I am not asking you for any other sexual favors. It's just…" Max stopped for a second and took a deep breath before he continued, "Listen, please. You are just so beautiful, so gorgeous. Ever since the day we met, I wanted you, Tifa. Don't get me wrong, I cherish our friendship a lot, but at some point in the past, it became really hard for me to control my...urges. Please, consider my offer! You would make me a very happy man and you would save your precious bar all in one go!"
Even though she was outraged at what her so-called friend just proposed, she couldn't help but feel flattered by his words. She knew that many men turned their heads when she walked along the streets in her tight, scantily clad attire, but hearing these words from a man whose opinion she held dear was a whole new level of flattery And besides that, Tifa knew that he was right. Even though this was a ludicrous thing to propose to a married woman, Max was still her friend and she trusted him that he would keep up his side of the bargain.
"...Max, let me make one thing clear. Cloud can never know about this!"
"Of course, I promise! Just this one favor and your financial troubles are over. It will just be our little secret, a secret between friends, ok?"
The inner turmoil nagged on Tifa's psyche. Could she really go through with this? Would she be able to live with a secret like that? Could she ever look her husband in the eye after doing something like this behind his back? On the other hand, she really didn't see any other way to save the 7th Heaven and it did seem like a small price to pay to get this burden off her chest…
"...Alright, we have a deal! Please follow me."
Max smiled from ear to ear as he heard Tifa agree to his proposal. "Oh, thank you so much! I promise that you will not regret it!"
And with that, Tifa closed the front door to the 7th Heaven, grabbed Max's hand and disappeared with him into the back of the bar. She didn't realise it at this point, but the decision she had just made would change her life forever...
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Both of them entered the backroom of the 7th Heaven. It was a cozy place with a wooden floor and lots of colorful landscape paintings on the walls. A pair of comfortable armchairs and a wooden table stood in one corner with a jukebox right next to them, playing some quiet radio tunes.
Tifa turned to Max with a stern look on her face, "Now, before we start, I need to put down some rules. My clothes will stay ON the whole time. And absolutely NO touching, you got that? I will touch you, but you are not allowed to touch me."
"Fine by me, gorgeous!" Max smirked as he took of his dark blue jacket and hung it over one of the armchairs. Then, he grabbed the other one and sat down, his eyes focused on the busty beauty in front of him, "I am ready when you are."
Tifa walked over to the jukebox and selected some generic slow rock tune that she deemed fitting for a lapdance and then started taking off her gloves and big boots complete with socks, thinking that they would just get in the way of what she was about to do. Standing barefoot in front of Max, she threw a sultry look at him. Even if she still felt somewhat guilty for doing something like this behind Cloud's back, there was no reason to have some fun while doing this. After all, it was just for the sake of the 7th Heaven and their future...right? And with that, Tifa began to slowly sway her hips back and forth in a hypnotizing motion to the music.
She had only just begun, but Max could already feel his erection growing. From the moment he first saw her, Tifa was the woman of his dreams, and if Cloud hadn't married her first, he would have proposed to her ages ago...but then he quickly shook his head, trying to free his mind from the pointless thoughts. Now wasn't the time or the place to think about matters like this, he had a gorgeous woman to ogle at.
Tifa closed her eyes and began to run her hands up and down her body, caressing her toned abs and massive breasts through her white tank top, stopping just below her beltline...but that wasn't where Max focused his eyes on anyway. No bra in the world was able to contain Tifa's massive mammaries, and so they jiggled deliciously whenever her hands moved up and down her sexy body, her nipples already hardening from her own touch and poking through the thin, white fabric of her top and stretching it out, almost to the point of tearing. As she continued to caress her body, Tifa's face flushed and her breathing deepened with every second, becoming slightly embarrassed about the fact that she was actually getting turned on from giving another man than her husband a peepshow.
However, this embarrassment didn't slow her down one bit, and after a while, Tifa turned around and shook her big, shapely ass and was barely covered by her black hot pants. She slowly bent down, causing her ass to stick out even more, her suspenders stretching out and deliciously digging into her soft skin while her hotpants got pulled upwards, revealing her white panties.
Max thought for a moment that he died and went to heaven, being presented with the most wonderfully toned and sensual backside in the universe. To add insult to injury, Tifa began to slowly move her down her back until they finally rested on her ass. Tifa let out a slight chuckle as she gently slapped her own ass cheeks, making them jiggle in a small, rippling cascade.
"Oh man, I feel so silly doing this..."
"Oh, don't be! You're a natural! Oh god, you are so damn sexy Tifa. Please come a bit closer. Even though I really want to, I promise that I won't touch you!"
Tifa would have never admitted this to anybody, especially not herself, but she was beginning to like this quite a bit and she was curious how far she was willing to let herself go. Without wasting anymore time, she slowly stepped back, coming closer and closer to Max, until she sat down on top of Max, her ass rested against the lower half of his torso, "Let's see how you will like this, mister businessman!" And with that, Tifa put her hands on top of the armrests next to Max's and began to gently rub her backside against his body, drawing out a surprised gasp from her 'customer'.
Tifa slowly increased her pace as she realised how much Max enjoyed this, grinding her magnificent ass against his crotch...and it didn't take long until she felt his erection. Her eyes widened at that and she turned her head to look him in the eye to express her surprise, "Oh wow, I can already feel you, even though we are both dressed...oh Max, you really didn't lie when you said you admired me. And all this time, I never noticed…"
"Well, what can I say? I'm just a red blooded male at the end of the day. And a woman as sexy and beautiful as you would make any man mad with desire...Mmh, please, don't stop!"
Tifa saw this as an invitation and began to grind her sexy curves against his erection even more. When she closed her eyes and took a deep breath, she could smell Max's manly musk and felt herself getting turned on more and more by the second. Her skin got covered in a thin layer of sweat and a damp spot forming in her panties.
As she worked her way up and down Max's body to the rhythm of the music, Tifa caught herself thinking about things she would have considered highly improper just mere minutes before, 'If only he would touch me down there…no, Tifa! You are married and faithful to your husband! You can't allow yourself to think things like that!' Tifa quickly swept those lewd thoughts of infidelity aside. She couldn't allow herself to stoop that low and actually cheat on her dearest Cloud...but at the same time, she felt herself getting more and more aroused and picked up the pace of her grinding even more. Riding Max's body in reverse cowgirl position, she bounced on his lap in ever growing passion and for an uninformed bystander, it really looked like the two were indulging in sensual lovemaking.
"Hnng, Tifa! You are such a wildcat! Oh god..." Max couldn't take it anymore. He felt his own erection grind against Tifa's deliciously jiggling ass-cheeks, smell her sweaty body and feel her arousal. As if on autopilot, he reached under her arms and then cupped both her enormous tits, his fingers sinking into her soft flesh almost immediately. Mad had thought that just looking at the biggest, softest and juiciest funbags in all of Midgar was exciting, but actually touching and kneading them with his own hands was a whole new level of excitement for the businessman.
Tifa's eyes widened as she felt the sudden intrusion of her sensitive tits, "H-hey! I told you, no touching! Hnng!" But it was too late. Tifa was already too far gone to protest, a lewd moan leaving her mouth as her cheeks flushed red and her heartbeat fastened.
Max was already too far gone to care about what Tifa had to say, his own lust taking over his mind and body. Disregarding Tifa's weak protest, he slowly dug his hands into Tifa's massive tits, digging into her skin through the thin fabric of her overstrained top. He then slid his hands under her top, slowly pushing it up...until he finally freed her tits from their tight prison. It was as if a cascade of white and soft titflesh had been released right into his hands. Her pink nipples were already erect and hard as glass and Max immediately put them between his fingers, gently pulling and tugging at them, making Tifa squeal in delight.
Tifa should have turned around immediately, scold or even slap Max for overstepping his boundaries like this...but she didn't. She was too pent up and aroused at the moment to really protest, and deep inside of her, she found all this way way too fun and exciting, the thrill spurring her on to go even further.
"Ohh...so naughty...So, mister businessman likes my tits, huh? Well, come and get them!"
She quickly stood up from Max's crotch and turned around, her bare tits now on full display. Before Max could react, she pushed forward and buried his face in between her massive breasts, smothering him with a twin mountain of soft boobflesh, causing his arms to flail around wildly. At this moment, Max would have gladly suffocated if it meant dying between these two heavenly breasts.
After almost a full minute, she released Max's face from its soft, pillowy prison, allowing him to finally catch his breath. She then started slowly sliding down his body, her eyes keeping contact with his the whole time. They both could see the fire in each other's eyes, signaling to one another to go even further. Tifa threw her legs over the armrest, their crotches now touching directly, the only obstacles between their inflamed sexes being their overly strained clothes...and then she began to ride him.
It was a fucking without fucking, the frenzied Tifa riding Max hard like a wild mare, grunting and moaning whenever her crotch smashed against his. She furiously began to play with her own tits, her toned abs undulating as her whole body smashed against his with wave after wave from her hips. Her long, dark hair had turned into a wild mess, whirling around with every hump, small beads of sweat flying off the tips of her hair.
Max couldn't take it anymore. He wanted, no, needed to feel her body and reached around her body and it was either now or never. He quickly regained control over his arms and dud hiis hands into Tifa's amazing bubblebutt, groping and mauling that amazing ass through her black hotpants. The strain on her long suffering suspenders finally grew too great, causing them to snap with an almost gunshot like crack. The force of the break sent the tattered remains of them flying across the room to smack against the far wall, before clattering to the floor in a pile of ruined fabric and broken buckles. Both of them however, focused too much on each other's pleasure to even react or care.
"Oh god, you feel so good! I'm about to…" But Max couldn't even finish his sentence anymore. He felt his balls tremble with a need for release, and then spurt after spurt of hot cum shot right into his pants. Max grunted and dug his hands deeply into Tifa's ass, his hips bucking strongly against her sexy frame as he threw his head back in ecstasy.
Tifa gasped as she felt the sudden wet- and hotness between her legs and looked down to see the end result of her sexy lapdance. Max had cum inside of his business trousers, a big, wet stain slowly spreading out from the middle of his crotch.
Max needed a minute to regain his composure, gasping for air in deep breaths, "Ha...ha...Oh wow, Tifa. That was incredible! Heh, looks like my new trousers are already ruined…Well, you can't exactly send me home like this, can you?" Max smirked as he said that last part and then he just laid back and sank back into his chair, his legs spread apart fo give Tifa full access to the 'mess' she had caused.
"I...I'm so sorry. You...are right..." Was all Tifa could say to this preposterous request, her mind too focused on that amazing bulge in between his legs with a wet stain that slowly spread out from the middle. She knew what she had to do now. Almost as if she was under hypnosis, she opened up his zipper and Max's cock finally sprung free from its tight prison...and then her eyes opened wide at what she saw.
She had imagined his cock to be large when she felt his body against hers earlier, but seeing it now in all its glory sent a shiver down her spine. His cock was massive, at least 12 inches long as thick as her wrist, and thanks to her 'efforts' it was covered from top to bottom in sticky, white cum, totally shocked at how much cum Max had produced, just from her dry humping alone. She had never seen a cock this big in real life...not even from her husband. Her skin crawled as she thought about Cloud, hating herself for daring to compare the two...and yet, she couldn't help but feel curious how such a big cock like his would feel inside of her mouth.
Tifa felt her heart race and her breathing deepen, only able to huff her next words, "Let me...help you…get clean..." It was as if she was on autopilot. Her mouth opened and she closed her lips around his cockhead, making Max gasp in surprise almost immediately. The taste and smell of fresh cum filled her mouth, nose and mind, immediately sending her lust center into overdrive. There was no turning back now. She wouldn't stop until this entire cock was squeaky clean!
Her tongue moved along his thick shaft, trailing along all the small bumps and ridges while eagerly licking up every speck of cum she could find and then swallowing it all down, the salty, musky flavor sending a chill down her spine. She was actually giving a man who was not her husband a blowjob and swallowed his cum...and she absolutely loved it.
All the while she worked on his magnificent cock, she felt herself getting wetter and wetter between her legs, her panties already positively soaked in her own juices. If she wouldn't have been so 'occupied' cleaning Max's dick, she would have ripped off her own clothes immediately and then furiously masturbated herself to an orgasm right then and there...and then, for the briefest of moments, the imagined how it would feel to have this cock inside of her hot pussy...and that thought made her whole body shudder.
The fire inside of her body grew hotter and hotter. She needed to touch herself, one hand fondling her tits while the other one rubbed her pussy, sending endless ripples of pleasure through her overheated body while she dutifully serviced Max. Her goal wasn't to merely clean this cock from all the jizz anymore. No, she wanted to feel a fresh load shoot down her throat, right now!
Max looked down at Tifa as she increased her pace, his cock trapped inside of her mouth with her tongue working all over every last nook and cranny, trying to coax more sperm from his trembling shaft. He could see into her eyes and realised that she was serious about this...well, if it was a second load she wanted, he would certainly grant her wish. He quickly grabbed Tifa's head and pulled her towards him, thrusting his cock directly down her throat, just in time for his second orgasm. Another load of hot cum shot right down her gullet while Tifa let out a barrage of muffled squeals, sending her to heaven. As she felt her stomach filled with more and more cream, her pussy was literally gushing femcum, pushing her to the brink of her own orgasm without even getting touched. Her mouth filled up, and soon, thick strands of his cum shot out of her nose, running all over her face in fat, gooey trails of jizz.
After his second orgasm had subsided, Max let go of Tifa's head and his cock left her gaping mouth with a loud plop. Tifa immediately gasped for air and began to cough, trying to clean her nose and mouth from all that thick baby batter, her whole body shivering from this intense experience.
Tifa sank down to the floor and slowly caught her breath while Max sank into his chair, his body limp and utterly satisfied. Tifa's mind raced, slowly releasing what she had just done. She needed to explain herself to Max what had come over her, her face still flushed from arousal, "Max...I…" But he didn't let her finish. To her surprise, he just zipped himself up, got out of his chair, put his jacket back on and was about to leave her alone, "Thank you, Tifa, that was amazing...I'll see myself out. Thanks again, and see you later!"
"Wh-what? How can you...just leave like this?"
"I told you, this is all I wanted. I promise I will be back soon with the money. Bye!"
And with that final goodbye, he left, leaving Tifa all alone in the back room of the 7th heaven, her face covered in dried cum, her panties completely drenched in her juices, the fire inside of her crotch burning and nagging at her very essence., still craving orgasmic release. She couldn't think straight anymore...did she really want Max to stay and...go further?! The idea of betraying Cloud was utterly disgusting to her, but it also let the fire inside of her crotch burn on and on...and she needed it quenched as soon as possible.
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A very satisfied Max Strongblade couldn't help but smirk the entire way home from the 7th Heaven to his private mansion. The first step of his plan was an even bigger success than he could have ever expected and he was sure that he wouldn't have to wait much longer until he would reap the rewards of his investment...
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