Sextortion (39 page)
"No, I fucking
didn't! I know nothing about this!"
"Just go,
Danny - get out of my life."
As he left,
the front door slamming shut, I began to wonder whether he was
involved. Perhaps Chrissy had blackmailed me, hoping to cause so
many problems that my marriage would break up and she could get her
man. But Danny must have known what she was up to. She could hardly
keep it secret with Alison going to her flat. My mind torn, I
looked down at my naked breasts, my erect nipples, recalling the
crude sex, the bondage and whipping. Had Danny known what I was
being subjected to?
Answering the
front door, I smiled at John as he gazed open-mouthed at my naked
body. "Come in," I invited, opening the door wider.
"I'll call
back if..."
"No, I want
you to come in."
"I've...
Er..."
"Come into the
lounge and tell me," I said, closing the door and leading the
way.
"I've got your
money back. Well, most of it."
"How did you
manage that?"
"I went to the
flat and told the girl that she'd end up in Holloway. I also have
the video tapes and photographs," he smiled, placing a carrier bag
on the piano.
"You've done
well, John - very well. Danny's been here and I told him
everything."
"What did he
say?"
"He denied
blackmailing me but admitted that he'd been screwing Chrissy. I
told him to get out."
"Selina, why
are you naked?"
"I like my
body. So, where to from here?"
"Well, it's
over - my job's done."
"Excuse me," I
smiled, answering the phone.
It was Tammy,
ranting and raving about my synopsis. She loved the idea and wanted
to discuss it, but I couldn't, not with John there. When she
mentioned the advance, I almost keeled over. At last, my problems
were solved - financially, anyway. Arranging to meet her for lunch
the following day, I replaced the receiver, my face beaming as I
turned to face John.
"Good news?"
he asked.
"Very good," I
grinned. "So, how much do I owe you?"
"God knows,
I'll have to work it out. Selina, are you expecting someone?"
"Why do you
ask?"
"Well, you're
naked."
"I told you, I
like my body."
"I have to go,
I'm afraid."
"I don't want
you to go," I smiled, licking my lips provocatively.
"I have an
appointment, but I can come back later if..."
"Yes, I'd like
that."
Seeing him to
the door, my cunt wetting, I knew I'd seduce him when he returned -
as he knew. Imagining sucking his knob to orgasm, swallowing his
gushing sperm, I went up to my den and found Crystal's phone
number. Ringing her, I invited her round for a celebration
drink.
"I'd like
that," she said in her cherubic tone.
"This evening,
about eight."
"OK, I'll be
there. I've not been in touch because I was worried about Alison,
what she might do. If she finds out that..."
"She won't
bother you now, it's all over. I'll tell you about it tonight."
"See you
later, then."
Replacing the
receiver, my clitoris swelling, I wondered whether to call Chrissy.
She'd be in her new flat, pacing the floor in her anxiety. No job,
stone broke, all she had was Danny. I'd lost my supposed best
friend and my husband, but I'd found myself, my sexuality. I had
Crystal, Dave, Barry, John - and an offer of an advance that would
set me up for life. I had to ring her and tell her my good
news.
"Chrissy, it's
Selina," I said brightly as she answered.
"Oh,
er..."
"Don't worry;
I'm not ringing to have a go at you. I just thought I'd let you
know that, in some respects, I'm grateful for all you've done."
"Grateful?"
"Is Danny
there?"
"No,
he..."
"I'd like to
talk to him."
"Hallo,
Selina," Danny said timidly.
"I've been
offered an advance for my next book," I enlightened him.
"Oh?"
"Half a
million pounds."
"What?"
"It's my
autobiography. I've been working on it since the day the girl came
here demanding money. It's about you, Chrissy, Alison, the crude
sex, blackmail... Don't worry; I've changed the names to protect
the guilty."
"You can't put
me in the book, Selina! Ask Chrissy, she'll tell you that I had
nothing to do with it."
"I don't want
to ask Chrissy anything."
"She's told me
all about it and I'm not staying with her. After all she's done I
don't want to know her."
"That makes
two of us. Anyway, now I have the end to the book I'd better get
working."
"Selina, can't
we work something out?"
"No, Danny -
we can't."
"What about
the house - our house?"
"My house -
you'll sign your half over to me."
"Selina, I'm
innocent!"
"Are you? We
are gathered here today... Let no man put asunder. Good bye,
Danny."
Returning to
the lounge, I took the money and the incriminating evidence from
the carrier bag. Gazing at the photographs, my arousal soaring as I
focused on a huge penis embedded deep within my distended
bottom-hole, I smiled. I'd won, if it could be called winning. The
battle was over, my transformation complete. I now had nights of
lesbian sex with Crystal to look forward to, sessions of crude sex
with Barry, Dave... And John? Good and bad, love and hate, sex with
lust, sex with love - who knew? Perhaps, with John, the coin might
turn again.
I never saw
the bitch again, or Chrissy. And I never discovered Danny's
involvement or not in the plot. But it didn't matter. The nightmare
had ended and the richer, the poorer, for my debacle, I had my life
to resume.
I now have
money, power, sex - possibly love. But, as I put the finishing
touches to my story, I wonder. Have I lost myself or found myself?
Perhaps an intermingling of the two. My fingers poised over the
keyboard, I await eagerly the next chapter.
-oOo-
Enjoy more great erotic fiction
by best-selling author Ray Gordon,
also exclusively published as an eBook by
us and available to download from many online bookstores
now...
Removing the chain from the dog collar, she forced her
victim's body over the table, securing her in the degrading
position by fixing the rope to the collar and running it across the
table. Binding the end to one of the legs, she moved behind Jade,
kneeling behind her rounded buttocks and released her ankles,
chuckling wickedly as she parted the girl's feet
...
By day Jade is
an unimposing secretary. By night she runs amok as a gorgeous
cat-burglar, raiding the country mansions of the rich and famous.
And everything is fine until she is caught red-handed by a wealthy
businessman.
She quickly
realizes she is not cut out for a life behind bars so, after
peeling off her skin-tight black catsuit, she persuades him to let
her go. But that is only the beginning of her nocturnal sex romps.
Jade's journey is dangerous, sexual in the extreme, and
finally...
-oOo-
And as mentioned in the intro pages of this book, if you're
keen to write erotic fiction and would like our
Author Guidelines
, or
you're a published author and have existing work, the eBook rights
of which remain with or have reverted to you, we would be delighted
to
hear from you
.
Connect with us
online:
