Pam and Her Thesis Advisor

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	Date: 26-Dec-2016 06:14:24
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I was posting some photos to the internet the other day when I found one on my computer of Pam wearing a blue string-bikini. She once told me that the photo was taken by one of her ex-lovers on the beach at Ocean City, MD. From things she has told me, things I have heard from others and some of his letters to her, I have surmised that she had a torrid affair with this guy right after her second divorce.

When Pam and I first met, her sister Katrina told me that Pam was really hurt by a relationship with an egomaniacal jerk, who dominated her life and abused her emotionally.  When I asked Katrina for more details, she said, “Pam will have to tell you about it.”

We were in the bedroom when I asked Pam about it a few days later. Her eyes teared-up and she said, ”I love you and I wish I had met you a long time ago. I have done some really stupid things. I wish I had saved myself for you.”

She started to sob and I put my arms around her and she nestled into me hugging me back. “Will it help to talk about it?” I asked and we sat on the bed.

“I am so ashamed that I let myself be used by him but I was so vulnerable at the time and he was so strong and I just let him take over my life. My ex husband, Dave was an alcoholic and at the end I was making all the decisions and doing everything to try to save our marriage. He couldn’t keep a job and refused to take any position that he thought was beneath him. He knew what he wanted to do and even though there were only a handful of those jobs and he wasn’t that good, he wouldn’t settle for something more marketable. I had long since realized that my Fine Arts degree wasn’t going to pay the bills and had taken secretarial work here in DC wherever I could find it. I decided to go back to grad school and get a Masters.  It was there that I met Jack. He was my thesis advisor and after a couple of meetings about my studies I opened up to him about my personal life I told him that I was getting a divorce and needed to change careers so that I could support myself.  He was very sympathetic and offered some advice on how to handle the situation at home.

“On the evening that Dave moved out, I had a class and was clearly in a funk.  Afterwards, I passed Jack in the hall and he asked why I seemed so sad. I told him that Dave had moved out and he offered to take me out for a drink. We walked to a local bar and started to talk. The band started up and it got noisy and we could hardly hear each other. After a couple of drinks he suggested that we go somewhere quieter. He drove to his townhouse and he poured us drinks. We sat on his sofa and talked for a while. I remember what happened next so vividly that it’s as though it just happened.  When I stood up to leave, I was a little tipsy and said, ‘I feel so naughty coming to your place. You are my advisor. What will people think if they find out?’

 “He put his hands on my waist and gave me an innocent peck on the lips and looking into my eyes he replied, ‘I don’t care what people think. You are my student and you are going through a difficult situation. I am only trying to help you.’

“I melted into him and pulled him closer burying my head in his chest and began to cry. He held me close and started to soothe me by running his hands over my shoulders and back and lightly caressing my neck. I looked up at his eyes and offered him my lips, he bent down and accepted them, and we kissed very passionately for a few minutes. I couldn’t understand it but my sorrow and grief over my marriage ending had turned to lust. Jack was aroused too. He was 6 ft 3 in, almost a foot taller than me and I could feel his erection starting at my belly button and poking into my ribs. My god!  He felt so big. Our lips separated and he nuzzled my neck and ears. We had lost control of our bodies. His fingers undid and removed my blouse and his head moved down to suck my left nipple through my bra. It felt wonderful and as his tongue wet the fabric the feeling intensified. I remember shuddering. I actually had an orgasm. While he was doing that my fingers had loosened his belt and undid his pants and my hand slid down his boxers and I pulled his dick out, rubbing over the head of his dick and up and down his shaft.  A couple of minutes after my “nipplegasm”, I felt him stiffen, moan and his semen spurted on my hands and blouse. Then he did something totally unexpected.  He took my hand and licked all his cum off my fingers and immediately bent down and kissed me deeply depositing his cum in my mouth. I looked up him with a puzzled expression not knowing what he wanted me to do with the load in my mouth. ‘Do you like the taste?’ he asked in a sarcastic tone.

 I shook my head no. I still didn’t know what to do.

“‘Swallow it!’ he ordered almost angrily and despite my revulsion at the idea, I complied.

“All of this happened while we were standing up. I couldn’t believe how fast he had started to dominate me. I don’t know why I’m telling you all of this. You must think I am a real slut.” she said and started sobbing again.”

I was more than a little shocked but I comforted her by saying, “I love you for what you are now. We have all done things we regret. I’d like to hear more.”

“Not now,” she said, “I get too upset when I think about those times.”

What I didn’t tell her was that while she was relating her tale I was sporting a raging hard-on hearing it. She must have known though because we immediately started to kiss passionately and had intense sex. I almost think that she enjoyed telling me as much as I enjoyed hearing about her past escapades. We would have several more of these conversations and they always ended up with us pleasuring one another.

Pam and her Thesis Advisor - Part 4

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	Date: 28-May-2017 05:12:00
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She answered, “No! Jack didn’t have it yet. He got it from screwing Connie when I was gone home to KC for the holidays about 8 months later. She picked it up from fucking some intern at the hospital. Jack got a sore and got tested and I did too. My test was negative and he started taking the anti-viral drug and we used condoms until the drug had his under control.”

“Then how did you get it?”

“About a year later, I woke up one morning with an itch between my pussy and anus. By evening it had progressed to a burning and by bedtime I could feel the sore. I had moved into Jack’s place after I got my Masters and I told Jack about it. He said matter-of-factly, ‘Sounds like I gave you herpes.’

“’What do you mean? You’re on the medicine and it’s under control. Isn’t it?’

“’Actually, I stopped taking it about six weeks ago,’ he said rather sheepishly.

“I was pissed. ’You bastard! Why didn’t you tell me? How could you fuck me without a rubber if you knew you could give me an incurable disease?’

“ He shouted back, ‘I didn’t tell you because I knew you would make me use a rubber and I hate those things.’

“That was the beginning of the end of our relationship. After that I knew that he was a selfish asshole that I would never trust again. It took about another 6 months for it to completely fall apart. That’s when I came up to Jersey for my three month work detail with your group. I intended it as just a cooling off period until the renters moved out of my house, but you treated me as a professional and were so nice that I started to imagine that we could have a relationship. As the months went by you were so respectful and helpful about my career that I thought you weren’t interested in me romantically.”

I interrupted, “I really wasn’t until we were at that work-site near Niagara Falls and you said that you had never seen the Falls. I offered to take you there and while we were on the Canadian side at my favorite spot, right at the point where the water starts to fall, I looked into your eyes and knew I would fall in love with you. I fought the impulse for two months until you went back to DC and when we had dinner in there in December, I knew I was in love with you.”

She looked at me with tears in her eyes and asked, “Do you still love me after what I have told you tonight?”

I leaned over, put my arms around her, pulled her towards me and kissed her gently and we lay down on the bed. Our naked bodies touched for the first time since our ‘coitus interruptus’ of an hour before. I was intoxicated by the feel of her breasts on my chest and her soft thighs as they pressed into mine. We fell asleep in each other’s arms and even though we didn’t make love that night, I felt more intimacy lying with her like that than I had in the throes of our most passionate sex.

When I woke up the next morning, Pam was awake staring at the ceiling. “A penny for your thoughts,” I whispered.

She answered, “I am worried about us after what I told you last night. Jack took advantage of me and I’m afraid you will do the same thing.”

“Do you think I am a sadistic bastard like Jack?” I replied.

“He is not really a sadist. He is much more complicated than that. Even though he used me sexually, he did broaden my pleasure horizons. As shocking as it might be I was really turned on by our kinky activities. When I think about them, I still get wet. The reason I broke it off was because I didn’t trust him. I knew from the first that he would never be faithful to me but I could accept that. I thought we had a special relationship. I deluded myself into thinking that I was his real love and the rest were for his amusement. When he gave me herpes I realized that it was all about his pleasure. Still the sex was great.”

“What about us? Do you find our sex life unsatisfying?” I asked. I was beginning to worry that I couldn’t compete.

“We don’t just have sex, we make love. I can feel more than orgasmic pleasure. I can feel that we are sharing, that we are together. I have never felt that with anyone before.” She answered.

“Not even your first two husbands?”

She stopped looking at the ceiling, rolled over to face me, gazed into my eyes and answered, “Not to the degree that I do with you. With them the sex was more like it was with Jack, thrilling and physical, intensely satisfying but mostly without emotional connection. With you every time we make love I feel like we are almost uniting our minds as well as our bodies. It’s a ‘zen’ thing. Do you feel the same thing?”

I responded, “Yes! I thought that is what love is all about. For me that is what sex with a partner is all about. I have never been able to use a woman for sexual pleasure alone. If all I want is sexual release, I can jack off. It makes life less complicated. No one gets hurt. The sex drive can be the strongest human urge. In my sheltered life, I have seen what raw sex can do to people. I have seen it ruin marriages, ruin businesses, and even lead to suicides. I can see that your life has been deeply affected by it. You let Jack use yours to get you to do things that you didn’t want to do.”

I had gotten preachy. Pam was a little angry with me for the moral lecture and reacted quickly, “Jack did not make me do anything that I didn’t want to do at the moment. He may have taken advantage of my emotional state but it wasn’t like he hypnotized or drugged me. I was a big girl and knew what was happening and I enjoyed it. If I had to do it again, I probably would.”

Her words stung me. I snapped at her. ”Pam, do you mean you actually like doing all that kinky stuff? And knowing what you do know about the bastard that you would do it again?”

She could see the anger in my eyes and reached up and tenderly touched my cheek and soothed me by saying, “Without all that happened with Jack we would not be together. Do you remember that we met three years ago at a conference in DC? Neither of us paid any attention to the other.”

“No. I don’t remember meeting you before you came to work in Jersey. How do you remember?”

“The only reason that I remember was that Beth mentioned that your wife had died about a year before and that you might be on the dating scene soon and that she might like going out with you. She thought you were hot. As a matter of fact she still does. She told me she wouldn’t mind a threesome, but I told her I wasn’t sharing you with anyone.”

“I didn’t know that Beth is into that. She seems so straight-laced.”

Pam said, “There’s a lot you don’t know about Beth. She is pretty wild sexually and was a regular ’prisoner’ in Jack’s dungeon. She still sees him at least once a week. She keeps telling me that he wants me to come over with her again.”

I was angry again. “What do you mean ‘again’?  Are you still seeing him when I’m back in Jersey?”

She explained, “I went with her once. It was after work the Friday after I came back to the office from my detail. You probably want to know what happened. So I’ll tell you. When I came into work that morning, I was a little blue that nothing had happened romantically between us. Beth and I talked. I said, ‘I had a feeling that Joe was interested in me but he acted so professionally while I was there that I am beginning to wonder if I am attractive enough. At times I wanted to throw myself at him and kiss him.’

“Beth interrupted me, ‘You should have stayed late in the office with him, closed the door, unzipped him and given him a blow job. That would have got his attention. That’s what I would have done.’

“I answered her sarcastically, ’That may work for you but I think I want more than a one-night-stand with him.’

“Beth responded good-naturedly, ’You’re just horny! Have you had any cock since you went to Jersey?’

“I answered, ‘I tried the bar scene when I first got there but the guys there only seemed interested in the bar flies in their short mini-dresses. I didn’t fit in.’

Beth quipped, ‘You didn’t wear your prissy business skirt did you? You have your cute little black dress with the scoop neck that literally calls out,” Fuck me!”’

“’Actually, Beth, that dress is still at Jack’s, and yes I wore my work clothes to the bar.’

“’No wonder you didn’t get laid. I never saw any woman who could hide her body like you can. So what did you do? Lie in your bed and fantasize about Joe screwing you?’ Beth chided me.

“’Close. Most nights I kept busy reading and emailing friends but when I really got horny I “Jilled” myself while thinking about some of my past lovers.’ I answered.

“Beth asked, ‘Was Jack one of those fantasies?’

“’More than a few times, I remembered how excited he would make me and it helped me cum. It was lonely up there at night and the memories of the great sex helped me.’ I said.

“‘I’m going to his place tonight to have some fun. Why don’t you come with me and we’ll make some of those fantasies real.’ Beth said half jokingly.

“’No way!’ I answered and she didn’t press the issue.

“As the day went on, I kept thinking about her offer and I’ll have to admit the temptation was more than I could resist and at about 4:00, I went to Beth’s desk and asked, ‘Is your offer for tonight still open? I don’t want to horn in on your action if you want to be alone.’

“She was overjoyed. ’It sure is. I told Jack that I invited you over and he was very disappointed that you said no. He has invited a few other friends over and when you come in with me, he’ll flip.’

“I was starting to get cold feet. ‘Is this going to be one of his wild bondage parties tonight? If it is, I really don’t think I want to be one of their slaves.’

“’Tonight is Sadie Hawkins night. The men have to do whatever the ladies want them to. It will be a lot of fun. You should come.’ She was so convincing.

“The thought of what I would like to do to Jack flashed through my mind. Sadie Hawkins night sounded too good to miss. ‘You convinced me. Do I need to go home and change into something more appropriate than this skirt, blouse, and jacket?’

She looked me up and down with a frown on her face, ‘The pants suit is a little too modest. But you said that your “little black dress” is at Jack’s. You can change into it when we get there.’

“’What are you wearing?’ I asked.

“She motioned to the door of the conference room across from her desk and we went in and shut the door. ‘I have a leather mini-skirt and bustier on under this dress. Wanna’ see?’ With those words she lifted her dress up revealing a very short mini skirt. She put her foot on a chair and I could see her black lace stockings and garter belt and her shaved, panty-less pussy.

“’You are ready for action aren’t you. I really feel overdressed. If you are going “commando” then so will I.’ I pulled up my skirt and took off my panties. ‘I’ll take off my bra at Jack’s when I change into my black dress.’  We smirked at each other and left the conference room.

“I called my car-pool driver and told him I was staying late and that they should leave without me and Beth and I drove over to Jack’s in her car. On the way Beth teased, ‘You are overdressed. You should lose the bra and blouse before we get there and walk in wearing just the jacket and skirt. Jack will want to ravish you right there but you can tease him and tell him that it’s ladies’ choice and you want to see the other choices.’

“I took her bait and on our way down the freeway, I stripped to the waist giving a free show to a semi-driver we were passing. He sped up to prolong his view and I even lifted my skirt and flashed him a little pussy before Beth sped away. He flashed his lights and blared his horn either in appreciation or disappointment. I’m not sure which.”

“When we arrived at Jack’s at 6:30 pm, we were the first to arrive. Jack answered the door and he was very surprised to see me and reacted to my slutty outfit just as Beth had predicted in the car. It had been four months we had the big fight and I walked out. The next day he wrote me a letter telling me that it was over between us and said that we were not compatible sexually because I did not love oral sex either giving or receiving. Despite all of this nastiness I felt a twinge of desire to fuck him right there in the doorway. I resisted and as Beth had scripted I mentioned ladies’ choice and I wanted to see the choices. He was visibly shaken by my response and stammered something about how he knew I would choose him. When I heard that, I thought to myself, ‘We’ll see about that.’

“He turned his attention to Beth and he kissed her passionately and groped her reaching under her mini-skirt and approving of her nakedness sank to his knees and started to kiss and tongue her pussy. I knew what he was doing. He was showing me that my lack of enthusiasm for oral sex was not shared by Beth. I just turned and walked up to his guest bedroom where just as expected my black dress was still hanging in the closet. I took it off the hanger and put it on. When I looked in the mirror, I thought that Beth was right. It made me look sexy and did seem to say ‘Fuck me!’

“By the time I had come down several other guests had arrived and Jack and Beth were busy getting them drinks. By 7:30 the party was really going. There were 6 guys and 7 women, me being the extra, the others more or less paired up. Most of them were familiar to me from parties Jack and I had attended. Connie was there with her latest, an EMT she had met at the ER.  It was ladies night in the dungeon and before long all of the men were handcuffed, tied or shackled. Jack was in the swing with his hands tied above his head. Each of us women were mercilessly arousing them not allowing them to cum. This went on for about an hour before Beth announced that each man would have to make a woman cum by the means that the woman chose but if the man came first he would have to spend the rest of the night tied to a chair watching. Each woman would choose the man she wanted. I piped in that I should choose last because I was alone. All of the women agreed. Connie chose first and she chose Jack. The others chose and I deferred for a few minutes. When the action started I noticed that Connie’s EMT had a raging 8 inch hard-on while Beth was sitting on his face. I chose the hard-on and squatted on it and within a few minutes Beth and I were in the throes of intense orgasms.”

“You mean that you simply fucked this guy that you didn’t know and came in a couple minutes?” I interrupted.

“Yes! I was so horny after all those months of rubbing my clit to get off, that the feel of a big thick cock in my pussy was indescribable. Is this upsetting you too much?” she countered.

I thought for a few seconds. I was listening to my intended wife talk about actions that bordered on depravity. As disquieting as these episodes were, I needed to hear about them. “I don’t want to be upset but I still want you to tell me everything!”

“Where was I?” she asked.

“You were telling me about you and Beth getting off on an EMT at Jack’s party a few months ago.”

“Well Beth and I were the first women to cum and we looked around the room to see Connie with one end of a double dildo in her pussy with the other end in Jack’s ass. Much to everyone’s surprise Jack was cumming and Connie wasn’t. She continued to fuck his ass for ten more minutes before she came at the same time he did for the second time. Jack protested that it wasn’t fair Connie had cum but all of us women ganged up on him and pointed out that he had agreed and that he indeed did cum first. He had no choice and was tied to a chair in the corner facing the action. I seized the moment. He would have to watch me for the rest of the night. He was to see quite a show from me. I made up my mind to show him who he had spurned because she did not like oral sex enough. For the remainder of the party I took every opportunity to use my mouth or to be pleasured by someone else’s. I gave blow jobs to four of the other five guys. I let all five eat my pussy and even came a few times. Connie and I did a hot sixty-nine which culminated with both of us cumming as we ate each other while using dildoes on one another. All of the women even did a daisy chain while all of the men had to watch. Each time I would look defiantly over at Jack whose face displayed that he was totally astonished by my wantonness and that he was frustrated by not being able to participate. The rest of the guests started to leave and by 11:30, only Beth and I remained. Jack was still tied to the chair and was complaining that as each couple left the woman would take his cock in her mouth and give him a few quick licks, enough to keep him hard but not much more. ‘I need to come or my balls are going to explode,’ he pleaded to Beth and me.

“Beth and I looked at each other and smiled. I said, “I will take care of that!’ With that I went over to Jack knelt in front of him, took hold of his cock, opened my mouth and started to flick my tongue hard on the under-side of his cockhead. I then took the whole head of his cock in my mouth and rotated my tongue around it and sucked hard on it. He started to clench his fists as he was about to cum but I abruptly pulled away, got to my feet and I quipped ironically, ‘I don’t really like oral sex, giving or receiving,’ as I walked away.

“Beth said mercifully, ‘Game is over. I’ll finish him!’ With that she went to the chair slung her leg over him, inserted his swollen cock into her pussy and rode him to their almost simultaneous orgasms. I say almost because I am pretty sure that for the second time in the evening that gentleman did cum first.

“Beth and I both spent the night at Jack’s, me in the guest bedroom and Beth in bed with Jack. I fell asleep feeling satisfied with myself for showing Jack what he would be missing but a little depressed that I had to act like such a slut to do it. The next morning I was awakened by a familiar touch on the inside of my naked thighs. The fingers were starting to move toward my pussy. I moaned unconsciously until I realized who it was. Jack had got up and come into the guest room with pay back on his mind. I roughly took his hand and moved it away almost shouting, ‘Jack, it’s over between us. It has been for months.’

“Jack argued, ‘We had such great time together! Lots of fun! Great sex! Can’t we have that again?’

“’I won’t ever be used by you again. You only wanted me for a sex partner. That’s all you want now!’ I was getting mad at his attitude that he could have me for sex without any emotional involvement.

“He admitted it. ’You have to admit that the sex was great. You never complained about that. Did you? Let’s have some more fun together!’

“Again I raised my voice. ’I have to have more than just debauchery. I want a relationship based on love and trust. You don’t. It’s over.’

My loud voice must have woken up Beth because she came in the room bleary eyed and asked what the trouble was. I told her, ‘I was trying to tell Jack that he and I are finished and he won’t believe me.’

Beth looked at us both and laughed, ‘Looking at you two naked in bed together, it doesn’t look like it’s over, but, judging from what Pam has told me for the past few months, Jack, you better believe that it is over as far as she is concerned. Let’s have breakfast!’

“Beth’s wit seemed to be successful in conveying to him the idea that I had been trying to get through to Jack. He seemed to accept that it was never going to be the same between us. We all got dressed and went out for breakfast at the local diner. After breakfast we returned to Jack’s and I gathered up the few things I had left at Jack’s a few months before and Beth drove me home.”

I picked up on something Pam had just said. “You said Jack seemed to accept that you were though with him. What did you mean ‘seemed’?”

Pam and her Thesis Advisor - Part 5

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	Date: 06-Jun-2017 14:03:53
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“Even though I broke it off three months ago, he is still calling me. He has those porn tapes of me and is threatening to show you if I don’t continue to see him.”

“Have you seen him?”

“No! But he is insisting that I see him for old-time’s sake on Thursday, two days before our wedding. He says he will give me the tapes then. I have agreed to go to his place but I’m afraid of what will happen. I don’t think he will really give me the tapes. I don’t know what to do.”

She stopped talking and I thought for a few minutes. I broke what must have been a ten minute silence. “What else is on those tapes? Is there anything else on them that you need to tell me about?”

She thought about it and answered, “There is some really raunchy stuff that I did with him over the time we were together and I am not sure what he taped. I have told you a lot of it and I am ashamed of it all, but I can’t say that I didn’t do it. I am sorry to have hurt you.”

The moment of decision was at hand. I had to decide if I wanted to go through with the wedding to a woman I was intensely in love with or to call it off and go on looking for a soul mate. She had told me several times before that she had wished she had saved herself. I was hurt by the details of sexual activity she had revealed, but I had to admit to myself that I had my sexual peccadilloes too. I decided that I would marry her for love and accept her past as past and hope that our mutual love would prevail. That decision being made. We were left with the problem of Jack and the tapes. I had an idea on how to solve that.

Thursday would be a day to remember. I asked Pam, “Can I go with you to Jack’s when you go on Thursday?”

She posed a couple of questions, “Would you lose your temper and make a scene?”

“I don’t think so. I have a plan but I can’t tell you what it is. You will have to trust me but in effect I will make him an offer he can’t refuse.” I responded.

She said, “I would like it if we went together.”

Thursday came and I picked up Pam from her office and we started to Jack’s house. I asked her, “Did Jack call today?”

She responded, “Yes he did he wanted to know if we were still on for tonight and if I wanted to go to dinner at our favorite restaurant. I told him that I wasn’t free for dinner and that I was just coming to pick up the tapes.”

“How did he take that?”

“He seemed disappointed. By the way what’s in the manila envelope in the backseat?” She asked.

“You’ll see in a few minutes when we get to Jack’s. It’s the offer he can’t refuse.” I responded.

When we arrived at Jack’s, Pam and I walked up to the door and rang the bell. When he opened the door Jack’s jaw dropped and he stammered, “Hello, Pam! I thought you would be coming alone.”

I greeted Jack, “Hi! I’m Joe Pam’s fiancé and I understand you have something for me to look at.”

Jack was utterly flustered. He was unprepared for my words and said, “Please come in!” and regaining his composure continued, “Ur ur ur .. can I get you both a drink? Come up to the living room!”

“Pam says you have quite a recreation room. Why don’t we have our drinks in there?” I answered.

Jack was flustered again but agreed and we went down to the scene of the crime so to speak. After about ten minutes of chit-chat, I said, ”We all know why we’re here, Jack. Do you have the tapes ready for Pam? Before you give them to her I want to verify that they are not blank tapes.”

Jack said, “I have to get them.” and went to a drawer in the dungeon table and handed me six VHS tapes.

I asked him to put the tapes in the VCR and turn on the monitor. When the first tape began Pam grabbed my hand and squeezed it. Her eyes filled with tears and she began to whimper.

The tape began with Pam and Jack seated on a sofa having a drink and talking. Pam seemed to be very tipsy and was being a little flirtatious and slurring her words. She said something to the effect that she needed to get back to her empty house and they got up from the sofa. Pam took a couple of steps and started to stumble. Jack caught her by the arm and steadied her. She giggled, “‘I feel so naughty coming to your place. You are my advisor. What would people think if they found out we were here alone together?”

 Jack put his hands on her waist and gave her reassuring light kiss on the lips and replied, “You are going through a difficult situation. I am only trying to help you.”

Pam put her arms around him and pulled him closer. Her head pressed into his chest and she began to cry.

I watched the screen as Jack pulled her in even closer and started to soothe her by running his hands over her shoulders and back and lightly caressing her neck. She looked up and he bent down and they kissed very passionately for a few minutes. When their lips separated his head went down to nuzzle her neck and ears. They had lost control of their bodies. The camera angle was bad so I could not see exactly what they were doing but her blouse was soon on the floor and his head had moved down to suck on her bra covered left nipple. Pam moaned as his tongue wet the bra fabric. She shuddered. I think that she actually had an orgasm. While she was cumming he seemed to move around to give the hidden camera a better angle of Pam’s loosening his belt, undoing his pants, and sliding her hand down his boxers. From the new camera angle, I could see clearly when she pulled his dick out, rubbing over the head of his dick and up and down his shaft.  After a couple of minutes after I watched him stiffen, moan and spurt his cum on her hands and blouse.

 I watched as the scene which Pam had described a few months before played out on the screen. I knew what was coming next. Jack took Pam’s hand and licked all his cum off her fingers and immediately bent down and kissed her, depositing his cum in her mouth. The look on her face was a cross between disgust and lust. She looked confused and froze for a moment not knowing what he wanted her to do with the cum in her mouth. “Do you like the taste of cum? Bet it isn’t the first load to hit your tongue.” he asked in a nasty tone.

She seemed ashamed when he said that, and her shoulders slumped and her head bowed down. That posture exaggerated the difference in their height. Jack’s 6 foot 3 inches dwarfed her 5 foot 4 inch and he used this to his advantage.  He looked down at her bowed head and placed the tips of his fingers under her chin to slowly raise her head until she was looking up into his eyes and commanded, “Open your mouth! I want to see!”

As Pam complied and opened her mouth, Jack gently turned her face toward the hidden camera and it was clear that she still had the “snowball” in her mouth.  It was a curious mixture of foamy saliva and gooey milky white semen; as though one of them had thoroughly swished it around in his or her mouth savoring it much like one would taste a fine wine. Anyone watching that tape would be sure that it wasn’t Pam that savored it.

Jack was not pleased when he saw that it was still in her mouth. “There is no place to spit it out so you better swallow it!’ he ordered almost angrily.

Pam grimaced as she complied with his command and swallowed hard coughing a little as the thick goo went down. There were tears in her eyes and Jack looked down and gently apologized. “Pam I am so sorry. I just got carried away with myself. I have always been the dominant in my relationships but I don’t think you were ready for that, were you?”

Pam shook her head now and bowed it again. It was unintentional, I think, but it seemed to me that she was tacitly assuming a submissive posture toward him. Again Jack placed his fingertips under her chin and tilted her face up and gave her a very loving kiss. “Please let me make it up to you!” he said.

 Pam responded passionately and as they kissed, I could see her left hand go down between them into his boxers and I watched as her fingers pulled out and encircled Jack’s flaccid cock. His fingers were busy unfastening her back-hook bra and sliding the straps off her shoulders. They then his right hand gently grazed her left nipple, the one visible to the camera. I could see it harden immediately and she let out a soft moan. He took her nipple between his thumb and forefinger and pinched it. Pam yelped, “Ouch! That hurts! Please don’t pinch my nipples like that!”

I instantly recognized that Jack had crossed one of Pam’s cardinal rules: Don’t directly touch my nipples or clit! I expected that the mood was broken and that the scene would end.

 I was mistaken.

 Jack immediately pulled his hand away from her nipple and apologized, “I am sorry. I thought you like your nipples played with.”

My eyes were riveted to the TV and I was hardy aware of Pam sitting next to me on the right, until she grabbed my hand that was moving toward my (by now) raging hard-on. She whispered to me, “Don’t touch yourself! The bastard is taping us right now.”

I took my eyes off the TV and scanned the partially darkened room and sure enough, I saw at least two red LED lights blinking, one in the far left corner of the dungeon and one near the ceiling directly above the TV. I thought to myself, “I had better cool down or my plan will never work and he will end up blackmailing both of us.”