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What happened last night? | Silentstep480 | 5

 

My pussy soaking wet and my mind sick with the situation was a really fucked up mix. A plan formed in my mind to put him completely out of my life. If I turned it off, broke his phone, he could deny it all.

I looked in the mirror then quickly took my shirt off. My bra was unceremoniously next and the sight of my bare breasts in the mirror and most likely on his phone made my nipples unwillingly stand up. My shorts and panties hit the floor and I kicked them and my sandles off.

The thought of Kyle sitting on his bed masturbating intruded into my mind and my pussy throbbed at the sick thought. 'What is wrong with me,' I thought as I bent over and took my suit out. I quickly pulled the bottom piece of the bikini on then pulled the top on and arranged it.

Then the thought of Tom sitting on his bed masturbating watching this intruded in my mind. I looked in the mirror and shrugged, thinking, 'maybe some good can come out of this... more ammunition against Kyle in any case.'

Then I walked out of the camera shot to the toilet next to the hamper and sat down. I picked up the phone and saw the video screen on recording. The wave of nausea hit me again a bit and I hit the stop button.

'Save, Delete, Forward,' showed on the screen. I hit the forward button and started typing in Tom's home e-mail. It autofilled and a picture of his laughing face came up.

Then a knock on the door startled me, "You ok in there Jen?" Tom's voice came through.

My mind scrambling I said, "Yah, new suit. Just making sure there aren't any tags sticking out of my butt." I bit my lip at the shakiness in my voice and stupidity of my response.

Tom chuckled and said, "Don't worry about it, we're all friends here. Besides, you don't think I would be looking at tags right?" There couldn't have been worse timing for the sexual teasing from work to come out tonight.

Not thinking I typed in my thoughts while trying not to sound like me before I could chicken out. 'Thought you might like to see this.'

I hit send, swallowing and feeling a flood in my pussy as I knew there was no way to stop Tom from seeing my naked body now. The screen came up and I hit forward again and started typing in my home e-mail. To my surprise it autofilled and a picture of my legs while I was sitting in my office chair came up. I looked closer and could see right up my skirt. Swallowing the vomit that was trying to come up I typed the damning lines.

'I want to see more,' in the subject line and, 'If you don't want Nick to see we need to talk,' as if he was trying to blackmail me.

I hit send, saved the video then brought up the notes page and typed if even so much as your eyes take a wrong turn again I will fuck up your life so bad you will wish you weren't born a perverted little boy.

Another knock came and this time Nick's voice came through, "You almost done hun? I need to go."

I set the phone down, put the towel on it, swallowed the lump in my throat and said, "Yah, just a bit nervous."

I got up and opened the door and the look on Nick's face would have been absolutely priceless... if the situation had been any different. I put my best actress face on and said, "Is this ok?"

He walked in, closed the door and turned me towards the mirror, standing behind me. He ran his hands over me saying, "My God you are so fine."

The beginning of the video entered my mind at the same time as the fantasy of Nick being Tom.... I had totally forgotten! And I sent that to Tom! Oh my God, what had I done?

Nick misread the look on my face and said, "You are beautiful Jen, don't worry about the other people out there. Just think of them as here to swim and only my eyes being on you." His hand ran down over my pussy and I realized he'd feel how wet I was if I let him continue.

I smiled weakly, slipped his grasp and walked out. "Later," is all I managed before I had to shut the door. I leaned against the door and the weight of what I had just done washed over me momentarily and I almost lost it.

Then I saw Kyle standing in the kitchen, his eyes tearing at the last scraps of cloth that covered his view. My jaw and resolve hardened as I gave him the most evil look I have ever felt in my life. 'Maybe he will finally back off and I'll never have to deal with those eyes again,' I thought. I thought about Tom and what he would see... 'Maybe the teasing will stop and something else might happen...' the thought made me shiver even as I felt Kyle's eyes boring into my half revealed ass.

 

Does her plan work out?


          Not that Nick knows of.

 
 
 

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