AUTHOR = JAX
E-MAIL = jax@jaustin1.fsnet.co.uk
| EDITOR's NOTE - Part one of this story can be found at: Part 1. |
Alan had left now so I poured myself a new drink and I thought about my wall of videos. A lifetime's work I mused, then I thought about Sue Prince. Funny, I hadn't thought about her for some ten years or so, great looking girl with a perfect figure. Pity she had to be drugged to get her kit off though. Of course that night we filmed her wasn't the first time I had slipped her something. No, I had realised early on if I was going to get into her pants I would need an edge. A couple of drinks and a blue pill and she would remember nothing of all the nasty things I did to her. Funny now I think back, that I only filmed her that once. No that can't be right, surely, but if I had where were the tapes? Now I remember, I shot a lot of still pictures too, haven't looked at them for a while. In my study I found the right key and opened the large filing cabinet in the corner. Where are we? Prince, that's right, third drawer down, Sue Prince. God I remember she was so beautiful even when spaced out on a blueie.
It must have been fate, for there she was -- Sue Prince. I hadn't thought about her for ten years and now she was walking in front of me. I would have recognised her anywhere. She didn't look any older and her figure looked just as good. This was a too good a chance to pass over.
"Hi Sue," I said.
At first I could see nothing in her eyes then recognition dawned.
"Hi yeah, it's Giles isn't it?" she said, her face smiling.
"Do you know what, Sue?" I said taking her elbow and steering her towards my car. "I haven't even thought about you for ages and then just last week your name popped up and now here you are."
"My name?" she said. "Why would my name pop up?"
"Well, it's a long story," I chuckled, "but I was showing someone your pictures and I was wondering where you might be."
"My pictures?" she said, her eyes opening wide. "I don't remember you having any pictures of me."
"Oh yeah, I've got lots," I chuckled. "I remember times when you would take your clothes off and I would take hundreds of pictures of you."
"No never," she said sharply, stopping suddenly causing me to stop too.
"Well you might have been a tad drunk at the time," I chuckled. "Would you like to see some of them?"
"What, no, I don't believe it," she said.
"Easy way to prove it one way or the other," I said, moving her towards my car again.
I opened her door and she got in, I half expected her to balk but she didn't, her mind was in shook perhaps.
"Would you like a drink?" I offered when I led her into my lounge.
"No thank you," she said testily.
"Okay, then I'll go and get the pictures," I said.
I opened my filing cabinet and pulled out a couple of full plate, black and white pictures, they both showed Sue naked. One however showed her with her legs open and two fingers deep inside her pussy. On the way out I pushed a new tape into the VCR and pressed record.
"There you go, Sue," I said handing over the two pictures.
"Oh no," she wailed, "this can't be. I would never do this."
She sat down hard on the sofa, her eyes going from one picture to the other.
"Married now, are you?" I asked.
"What?" she whispered.
"Are you married?" I asked again.
"Yes," she confirmed.
"Bet your husband would like to see these," I chuckled at her expression.
"You wouldn't show him, would you?" she asked.
"Sure I would and I bet he would pay plenty to stop me publishing these," I said.
"Oh no please," she begged, her head dropped and she was crying into her hands; the two pictures fluttered to the floor.
"Why don't we see if your figure is as good now as it was then," I said.
Her head came up and she stared at me with big eyes.
"Come on now," I said, "it's not like I haven't seen it all before."
Her mouth opened once or twice but no sound emerged.
"Come on, stand up and get your kit off now," I said forcefully.
"Please don't make me do this," she wailed.
"Well, of course you don't have to. I'll just send copies of all these pictures to your husband," I chuckled, "and some of them are naughtier than these two."
At last she could see no way out and stood up, her hand slowly stripping away each layer of clothes until she stood there completely naked. The years had been good to her. True, she was carrying a few extra pounds and her breasts sag a little, but all in all she was well shaggable.
"Beautiful, very beautiful," I said moving closer.
Her eyes were closed tight and her body flinched as I ran my hands over her warm skin.
"Very nice," I said, pushing her down onto the sofa.
"It's been awhile since I pushed my hard cock into that wet pussy of yours," I whispered in her ear.
I kneaded her thighs open and moved between them. At first she was dry but after I spat on my hand and coated my cock with my spittle I eased into her.
"Oh yes," I sighed, "very nice. Now move that arse of yours."
Lovely, she moved in time with my thrusts, faster and faster until I splattered deep inside her.
"That was nice, now wasn't it?" I said as I pulled out.
She didn't say anything. In fact, she didn't move either, just stayed as she was, laying with her legs open obscenely exposed to my gaze.
"Better get dressed, Sue," I said looking down at her naked body while I zipped up.
Like a zombie she found her clothes and dressed, not looking at me until she had finished. I drove her back to the car park and let her out.
"Same time tomorrow, sweetheart," I said, "and I might invite a few friends over to meet you."
Her eyes snapped to lock onto mine and I could see the hatred and, yes, a touch of fear too.
"Don't be late and wear something sexy," I said with a big smile, and I drove off.
I rewound the tape and pressed play and watched myself on screen as I fucked her all over again. Like old times this, I smiled. I can't remember the last time I had done this, but god it made the old heart pump. It wasn't that she was so gorgeous; she wasn't that bad, a few years older than I usually go for, it was forcing them to perform that was so exciting. It was like the first time I slipped a blueie into a girl's drink when I was at college. It was like playing God, stripping off their clothes and running my hands over their bodies. Looking into their eyes and seeing that their engine was running but the car was in neutral. God I was hard again. Good job Janice was coming over tonight. Now there was a girl for me, young sexy and up for anything. Now who am I going to invite over tomorrow? Not too many to start with, say three, perhaps Janice too if she wants. No, perhaps not just yet. Enough time for the serious naughty stuff later when Sue was properly broken in.
THE END (not yet) go to Part 3
