Chapter 9: Busted This is a work of fiction. Please comment after reading.
Steve called Joey after the trio got discovered sleeping together. Joey answered promptly and said “Dude, what happened after I left?” “Well, I got yelled at for fucking my stepsister, and told to go to my room”.
Joey said, “yeh, when you think about it, we did kinda screw up”.
“But we were invited to fuck her, damn, what are guys supposed to do?”, Steve questioned.
“Well, now we can’t fuck her without her mom’s permission, I guess, said Joey, sarcastically.
“We have another problem, Joey. The pictures I took on the basketball court of Peggy sucking everybody off were found on my phone by Dana.”
“Oh shit.” Who else has them, Steve?”
“I sent them to you, of course, but I also sent them to the other guys who were there. I didn’t think about it at the time, but that was a dumb ass thing for me to do. We have to make sure those other two don’t let anyone see them. Can you help me convince them, Joey?”
“You mean, in order to protect our Super-Secret that we have with Peggy?” Steve could hear Joey grinning over the phone.
Yeh, I will talk to them.”
Later that day Steve and Joey met up. Joey said “We have a problem. Mike sent the photos to someone who’s dad found out about them. His dad works at the same company as Peggy’s husband.
Steve blew a gasket. “Holy shit, now what do we do?”
“I guess just hope the story doesn’t get out any further than that”, Joey lamented. He could sense that there would be no repeat performances by Peggy if she knew someone’s parent found out what happened.
Peggy was on cloud nine. She woke up still in the arms of her daughter. They grinned to each other as if to acknowledge what a crazy, but wonderful thing they did. They both showered together and washed each other intimately. Peggy knew that they had stepped over the boundary of what decent society would describe the relations between mother and daughter, but for now, she did not care. What happened between her, and Dana was for them to know and deal with.
They went to the pharmacy and got the morning after pill. Peggy also arranged for birth control to start. She felt that was enough to take care of the immediate needs of Dana, as long as there was no more fucking any boys, for a while, anyway. Peggy also knew that once a person is sexually active, it was going to be nearly impossible to stop it. Peggy had done the same thing when she was young, too, so she could understand the desire.
Hubby came home and was excited too. He had been told that a kick-off party for the new project was being planned. He was happy that his efforts to get that job were being recognized by the company. The party was just for the project team, and it was going to happen on Friday. “That’s great, Hon,” Peggy said. She was excited for him too. Maybe this would get them back in to a more normal mode around the house since it had been really crazy around there for the past few weeks. “Let me know what to wear”.
The next day, Friday morning, Peggy got a strange text message from someone who did not identify themselves. But it was very ugly. It was referring to her antics on the basketball court with the boys. She panicked. She called Steve and showed him the message. “Someone knows. What should I do? This person must know what happened”
Steve tried to diffuse her panic by saying “it was probably from one of the other boys, who just wants to get a little more action from you. Just ignore it”.
She got another message around noon, from the same number, saying: “I know what you did, and you need to meet me to discuss this”. Peggy’s heart raced. She was really concerned now. She texted back “What do you want?” The next message was very specific. “I want you to meet me tonight. I will send you instructions. And be wearing what you wore on the basketball court”. “Oh, my gawd, one of the boys is blackmailing me into meeting him”, she meekly told Steve, later.
Steve was furious. “I told those guys not to let anyone know. I don’t know how this is happening. What are you gonna do?”
“I guess I will do what he wants.” Peggy sighed, “but he’s just a kid. I know I can handle him. But tonight is the kick -off meeting and I told your father I would be with him. I will have to figure something out”
Peggy told her husband that something had come up and she might not be able to join him at the kick-off party. He told her, “Don’t worry, it is just some of the guys getting together. No wives. I don’t know any details but was told it will be a fun event”. Peggy was relieved. It seemed like she’d have a chance to get this situation taken care of while her hubby was gonna be out. No problem.
Peggy slipped out of the house to meet her blackmailer. She had a taxi pick her up a block away. She was wearing exactly what she had on the day she went out to the basketball court to bring “refreshments” to the boys playing hoops. She once again ‘borrowed’ her daughter’s very short denim skirt, and she wore the same stretchy ‘wife beater’ tank top. She did not wear a bra. She figured it would be too obvious if she had one on and did not want to argue about it to this kid, whoever he was. Besides, she thought, she had great tits, so why not show them off? She did draw the line at going commando with such a short skirt on. Her pussy would be exposed just getting in and out of the taxi, so she needed that little bit of covering to retain her modesty.
The instructions were to meet at a warehouse in an area that Peggy was not familiar with. Seemed odd that a boy would even have access to this building after hours, but she would soon find out. She figured he wanted another blow job, so she wanted to get this over and stop this blackmail. There was a chair waiting for her, just as her instructions said there would be. There was an envelope in the chair. On the outside of it was a note. The note said please sit down. Open the envelope. Put it on. You will not be harmed in any way.
She opened envelope and found a black cloth blindfold inside. Nothing else. What the hell? She thought to herself. This kid is kinky. But it was more than a blindfold, it was designed to cover the entire head, like a hood. It had an opening for the mouth (she knew what that was for), but no other holes. The hood just stretched over the head. She paused, and thought, is this really a good idea? Her reluctance was reduced by the fact that this entire episode was quite a turn-on for her. That a young man, who had apparently been to her house, who’s dick she had sucked, wanted some more of the same. That was quite a compliment, she thought. Oh well, I can play along. She slipped the stretchy material over her head. In front of the eyes and ears the material stretched just enough that she could make out shadows and movement. Hearing was a bit muffled, though. She sat in darkness and waited.
It was not long before she could make out a figure walking toward her. Her vision was obscured enough that she could not tell if the person was large or small. Just a shadowy presence of a person. The person touched her bare shoulder. She jumped and a slight gasp came out of her before she could catch herself. She wanted to show she was strong and not afraid, but she was not doing a good job faking it.
The hand delicately touched her skin. She felt fingers drag from her shoulder down to her hand. Then the mystery hand was on her other shoulder and slowly dragged, barely touching her skin, down to the fingers on her other hand. She wanted to speak but did not know what to say.
Then she heard the voice. It was not a teenage boy. It was the voice of a grown man. That really startled her. “I almost did not recognize you without your face being covered in cum” the voice said, trying to be sarcastically funny.
Peggy suddenly felt petrified. She could not really see, could barely hear, and the person standing next to her was not who she expected. “How do you know about the photos?” she stuttered.
“My son’s phone is tied to my phone so I can monitor his calls. He’s been in trouble at school, so I need to know what he is doing. When I saw the photos, I asked him about them. He told me the whole story. He’s just a teenager, and you are a full-grown woman! You are a fucking slut!”
Peggy, in her defense said “Well, it was not something planned, it just happened. And no one was hurt, so what?”
“Well, when you try to raise a boy right, those things should not happen to him at such a young age”
“I didn’t hear him complain”, Peggy offered.
“Really? Do you expect a young man to complain when his dick is in the mouth of a beautiful woman? Do you expect me to complain?”
“Are you planning to put your dick in my mouth? Like son, like father? Will that make you even? Is that what this is about? Your son got a blowjob, and you didn’t?”
“Well, that might be a factor, but I think you should be taught a lesson. A slut like you, letting those boys shoot cum all over your face, is not a life lesson I want my son to have.”
There was a pause, where no one spoke. It was dead silence until his voice whispered in her ear. “You’re wearing panties. The photos showed you with no panties. Take them off.”
“Before I do anything, I want to know if this ends it. If this ends your little game you have going on here”, Peggy defiantly stated.
“Ends it? ENDS it? Are you kidding me? I have documented proof that you were seducing and abusing minors. I can take the photos to the police. I think that they will know how to end this. Unless you play ball with me. Now lose the fucking panties”
Oh shit, she thought to herself. This has gotten serious really quickly. She suddenly decided she should comply, so she lifted her bottom off of the chair, and pulled her panties down her thighs. She lifted each foot to get the panties off. Doing this, she knew she could not avoid giving her blackmailer a perfect view of her snatch. As soon as the cool air of the warehouse hit her bare cunt, it caused tingles to shoot up her body. She casually tossed them in the direction of his voice. “Happy now?”
“Yes. You are a very hot looking woman. I can hardly wait to let you suck my dick. But not here. Just so happens me and a few buddies have an after-work event tonight, and you are going to be the entertainment. Unless, of course, you just want me to drop you off at the police station. It’s your choice”
She hated the smugness of his voice, but he had the advantage over her. “If I play along, will tonight be the end?”
“If you pretend you are just the paid entertainment tonight and make the guys on my team happy, this will be it. One more item for you to wear … here is a black studded collar for your neck. I will have you on a leash. You will be our pet for the evening. I will have your purse. You can have it back when we are done playing with you”, he said with a smirk.
“Can I keep this hood on? I don’t want anyone to know who I am”.
“OK, by me. Your choice, Slut. Time to go.”