In retrospect I really should have taken some time later to see the whole tape, instead of immediately trying to use it for blackmail. Trying something like I was with only a little piece of the puzzle can backfire. Like I said before, thinking with my dick instead of my brain has been my bane. It struck me again.
I choked and coughed, my face turning red as I doubled over on my knees. I had gotten about two swallows of beer down my windpipe and it took a full minute before I could clear my airway and wipe my eyes on my shirtsleve. When I could see again, I looked up at Diane. She was laughing at me!
Not exactly the reaction I was going for when I planted the tape in the VCR.
I looked at the TV again. The young woman I saw enter the picture earlier was now laying down in front of Diane, getting her pussy sucked and going wild, while Diane continued being fucked by her Dad.
I looked back at Diane. She gave me a harsh look and said, "So do you want to explain what you've been doing snooping through my private things?"
I wanted to make some excuse, or try to salvage my plan, but I knew I was defeated. Along with the young woman, my son Mike was in the picture, standing by the bed and taking shots with a handheld video camera.
Diane tried to maintain her scowl, but couldn't do it, and her cute grin broke through again. Diane turned off the TV. "I'd better not let you watch any more, you might have a coronary or something!"
I finally found my tongue and spewed forth a round of questions. "How long has this been going on? Doesn't this bother Mike? Who is that girl?"
Diane smiled. "I will answer the first two questions now. The third one will have to wait." I have been fucking my dad since I turned 18. I asked him for that as my high-school graduation present, and you should have seen his face! But once I convinced him I was serious and mom told him she didn't mind, he got very enthusiastic. He took me to Hawaii and fucked the shit out of me for a week! After that, we fucked regularly until I married Mike, but then Mike started traveling, and mom died suddenly, so I invited dad over one weekend and we picked up where we had left off. One weekend Mike came home on early and walked in on us. To our surprise he didn't get mad, he just got his camera and started filming. He later told me that he had a fantasy of me fucking other men, and he didn't even care if it was my own dad! So we've been making our videos and fucking around with friends and family for the past six months."
I was taken aback. "Friends and family?"
She just smiled again, stood up and pulled her shirt off as she started upstairs. She was leaving clothes every few steps. At the top of the stairs Diane was standing in her bra and panties.
"You just going to sit there, or are we going to make a video?"
Diane dropped her bra, slipped out of her panties, and walked into the bedroom.
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