Knowing your wife and daughter won't be home during the day you head home on your lunch break.
You sit down at your daughter's desk and bump the mouse. The screen comes alive. You breathe a sigh of relief that she hadn't logged out or shut it down as you weren't sure if she'd password protected the computer. She'd left the browser open to some bare bones looking site called "chyoo.com." You shrug, probably yet another social networking fad the kids are into, and minimize the window.
Her desktop is cluttered with folders and files on top of "My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic" wallpaper. Her folder naming system doesn't seem to have any logic. You begin to wonder if finding the photos, if they even exist, is even possible. You doubt she'd leave the pictures somewhere easy to find.
After spending about 20 minutes clicking through various folders, including three photo specific folders, you don't find much of anything. The most risque are of your daughter at the beach wearing a very tiny bikini drinking and smoking pot with her friends.
Frustrated you do a ridiculous .jpg file search for "naked." To your surprise that search brings up four cleverly titled .jpgs: "nakedme1," "nakedme2," "nakedme3," and "nakedme4."
Right clicking and opening file location reveals a folder labeled "naughty" that was buried deep down inside several other folders. The folder has roughly two dozen images in it with names like "toplessme1" and "thongme1." They really should teach how to properly organize and name files in school.
You open the folder as a gallery and the first image you see is of your daughter standing in a t-shirt and the very thong you're currently wearing. The next photo shows her pulling up her shot and revealing her tiny and perky tits to the camera. There are various images of her topless from different angles, all very unprofessional and clearly taken by herself using a timed camera shot.
Soon you reach the images of your angel standing completely in the buff. Your cock stirs and you mindlessly push your hand into your pants and start stroking your cock. There are photos of her on the bed spreading her legs wide, a photo of her on all fours, another of her bent over reaching back and spreading her ass cheeks, and a handful of others doing similar.
The photo that makes you lose control and shoot a load in your pants is of your daughter spread wide on the bed with a cucumber shoved inside her. Naked, holding her legs spread apart, and a cucumber half way inside. You notice the photo's file name: "breakinghymenme.jpg."
You sit there dumbfounded with your pants full of cum. You can't help but wonder what the story is behind the photos. Was she just bored one night? Did she take them for someone?
Shaking your head and focusing you pull your hand out of your pants and realizing you're going to need to change anyway take them off and use them to clean yourself. You slap a flash drive into the computer and copy the files. You also copy the beach photos.
You return the computer to the state it was in when you arrived, gathering your messy belongings, head to the bathroom to clean-up, put on new pants, throw the dirty pants and thong in the washer, and sit down at your computer.
Making a zip file out of the photos you attach them to an email for your blackmailer and prepare to hit send.
This is it. If you hit send you realize there's no turning back. This stranger will not only hold your fate in their hands, but also your daughters. However, it means five pieces of evidence destroyed and, if you're lucky, maybe more pictures of Ashley naked and an explanation of why she took those pictures in the first place. |