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Her Wicked Revenge | bold-fencer | 1

 

Augustina and Jerome Black
and
Maria and Arthur Cooper
invite you to join them in the celebrating the union of
Lily Black and Paul Cooper
on Sunday, June First at 10:00
St. Grover Cathedral

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On the first day of her vacation from her job at the post office, Kara Walker woke up with a smile on her face and stretched luxuriously, her long tanned limbs glowing in the sunlight streaming through her bedroom window. She slid carefully out from the satin sheets and considered the body of the sleeping man. Julio, was it? He slept the sleep of utter exhaustion, as she'd kept him up most of the night celebrating her impending triumph. She turned and admired herself in the full-length mirror on the back of her door. Even after a full night, she looked good: her long, tousled black hair framed her face, green eyes glinted as she smiled at the thought of what the day would bring. Her lush, 23-year-old body looked as good as she remembered from when she was 18: graceful neck, long, slender arms, large D-cup breasts with dark nipples slightly hardening as she looked at them, her tight stomach punctuated by the oval of her navel, her wide hips flaring to accommodate the large firm globes of her perky ass, the coarse dark curls of her pubic hair neatly trimmed away from the labia of her pussy, her long toned legs perfectly shaped, tapering to lovingly pedicured feet. Her skin was tan all over her body, owing as much to her genes as to all the time she spent naked on the roof in the sunshine. She noticed a hair stuck between her teeth and pulled it out, then blew herself a kiss with her slightly too large lips.

She knew she should be tired, but her body was thrumming with energy and excitement. Finally, the day had come! She briefly considered waking Julio, then glanced at the clock: 9:35 already. No, she had to get ready. She padded down the hall to the bathroom, used the toilet and brushed her teeth while the shower got hot. In the water, she began to lather herself and thought of Lily.

Lily Black had been Kara's best friend since junior high. They'd done everything together: school, movies, homework, acting in school plays. They made lists of cute boys together, and shared stories of their firsts: first dates, first kisses, first fondles, first blowjobs, losing their virginities, first orgasms. They'd double dated for prom, and showed both boys a wild time afterward. They'd shared partners and slept together at times. They could share anything with each other. They rushed the same sorority and visited the same fraternities together. But then, Lily had...Kara flushed with shame at the memory and pushed it down, refusing to think of it, even now. She'd had to drop out of college and while she ended up taking unskilled labor jobs, Lily continued in college, getting her business administration degree. Kara had burned at the unfairness of it, and broke off all contact with Lily. But it wasn't enough to avoid her; Kara felt that Lily was responsible for everything bad that had happened to Kara in the intervening years.

She needed revenge.

She'd plotted for a long time, desperately envious and jealous of her friend. Lily now worked at a law firm, drove a BMW, belonged to a country club. The final piece had fallen into place when Lily was engaged to be married. Kara had found out about the wedding through a mutual friend the day before; she'd immediately gone to her supervisor and requested to take her accumulated vacation immediately. He objected at first, but she was able to find a replacement for her shifts, and she could be very convincing when she wanted to be. He gave in and she set her plans in motion. Lily had ruined her life - there was no way she was going to get the happy ending so easily.

Kara quickly masturbated to her thoughts on revenge and came so hard that her legs spasmed and she slumped to the floor, shrieking and laughing at the release. After a couple of minutes, she rinsed herself off again, then toweled dry.

She'd called up Lily last night and when it became clear that the self-centered Lily had just thought they'd "drifted apart", Kara arranged to have a business lunch with her today, to figure out how best to get back at her former best friend.

She dressed in comfortable low heels, form-fitting grey slacks with matching vest buttoned over a white long-sleeved blouse. She pinned her hair back into a bun and put on a light amount of make-up, trying to look like a businesswoman herself. Then she had to change her thong, already damp from anticipation. As she changed into more conservative panties, she shook her head in irritation, realizing that she was fantasizing about renewing her friendship with Lily, and imagining Lily's tongue folding apart her labia. It remained to be seen whether she could get any sex out of this...but of course, she realized, looking at herself in the mirror once more before leaving, that was her primary weapon.

 

Where do they meet?


          A French restaurant

 
 
 

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