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A Bad Influence

By: Maguppy Puppy



Tara Reid was a bad influence on Lindsey Lohan.

At least that's what the tabloids and the celebrity web sites had been saying. Lindsey had been the wholesome Disney girl until she had filled out and started hanging out with Tara. Now every night was filled with clubbing, drinking, smoking and other things the paparazzi's cameras didn't catch.

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The door to Tara's huge hotel room opened and the blonde and red head entered the room, laughing loudly as they stumbled in. They had been out at the clubs for hours and they were definitely buzzed.

"Did you see all those guys staring at my tits," Tara said as she shut the door.

"Yeah, I did," Lindsey said as she let herself fall back onto the long sofa, her large breasts bouncing under her tight pink tank top as she landed. "That boob job has really been working for you. I'll bet your boobs are almost as big as mine now."

Tara walked over to the sofa. "Almost? Bitch," she said as she sat down next to Lindsey's head, "I made sure that they were bigger than yours when I had them done." She pushed her breasts up with her hands to emphasize them and leaned over Lindsey's head. "See?"

Lindsey laughed as she pushed Tara's chest away. "Get those things away from my face! You might poke my eye out!"

The two girls laughed together again. When they stopped, Lindsey spoke up again. "So what's this big surprise you have for me tonight?"

Tara sat up and brushed her long blonde hair out of her face. "It's not here yet but it should be coming soon. Trust me, it's gonna be worth the wait."

"Well, it better get here soon," the redhead said as she let out a yawn, "'cause I'm about ready to pass out."

"Don't worry. Your going to be wide awake once it gets here. This surprise is huge." Just as she said this, there was a knock at the door. "That should be him right now, in fact." Tara jumped up off of the sofa, and Lindsey sat up.

"Him?" the redhead asked but Tara didn't answer her. She heard Tara open the door to the hallway and say "Oooooh, I'm so glad that you made it!" Lindsey heard Tara give the person a loud kiss. "C'mon, I want you to meet a friend of mine." Lindsey watched as Tara came back around the corner followed by the tallest, most muscular black man Lindsey had ever seen.

"Lindsey, I want you to meet Jerome," Tara said as she introduced them. "Jerome, this is Lindsey."

"I know Lindsey," the black man said as he stepped towards Lindsey and took her hand. Her small pale hand disappeared into his large dark hand as he shook it. "I'm a big fan of yours, Miss Lohan."

"I'll say," Lindsey said as her eyes roamed over his wide muscular chest under his shirt. "You are definitely a big fan..."

Tara walked up beside Jerome and wrapped her arm around his large bicep, her newly huge breasts pressing against it. "I think that Jerome is being too modest, Lindsey," she said with a sly smile. She moved her leg so her thigh rubbed against his thick leg. "I think that he's probably the biggest fan you have. In fact, I can honestly say that I have never seen a bigger fan." She put her hand on Jerome's chest and skid it down over his stomach, feeling his pronounced abs.

Lindsey was getting kind of hot watching her friend rub up against this huge black man. "He's very muscular," she said. "Especially his upper body..."

"He's very muscular all over," Tara said. She made sure that Lindsey was watching her hand as she slid it down past his stomach and moved over his crotch. It moved down his inner thigh and then she wrapped her fingers around the immense bulge in his pants. "Very, very muscular," she said as she gave the bulge a squeeze. She gently bit her lower lip and smiled again at her friend on the sofa. "Would you like to see how muscular he really is, Lindsey?"

The red head starlet sat there speechless as she ogled the bulge. It looked like it ran almost all the way down to his knee. "That's not... That can't be real," she said as she leaned a little closer to get a better look.

"It's all me," Jerome said as he chuckled.

"There's only one way to be sure though," Tara said as she stroked the bulge in the pants. "Why don't you check for yourself, Girl?"

"I don't know," Lindsey started. "I've never..."

"Come on," Tara teased her. "You know you want to peek. Just a quick peek at least."

Lindsey finally gave in and wordlessly moved to her knees in front of Tara and Jerome. She had her face inches away from the bulge when Tara reached down and took Lindsey's hand. She placed her friend's hand on the bulge and held it in place.

"Doesn't that feel nice, Lindsey?"

Lindsey wrapped her fingers over the bulge and her eyes widened. "It's as wide as a water bottle..." She ran her fingers over it, caressing the bulge back and forth. "Huge," she whispered to herself.

"Lindsey," Tara said to her friend, "you better stop teasing poor Jerome and take a look, otherwise he liable to rip right out of those pants."

Lindsey looked at Tara and nodded her head. "Okay." Her finger went up to the button of Jerome's jeans and she started to undo the pants.

Tara let go of the black man's arm and knelt beside her friend. "I want to be able to see the look on your face," she said as she placed her hand on Lindsey's thigh.

Lindsey pulled the zipper down and then started to pull down his pants and boxers. She slid them down until she saw the thick root of his cock. "Oh god," she said, looking at the first exposed inch. "That's really thick..."

Tara's hand gave Lindsey's thigh a gentle squeeze. "Keep going. You haven't seen anything yet, Girl."

Lindsey did and every inch she exposed made her mouth drop open a little further. Eight, nine, ten inches were showing and she couldn't believe it. She passed the twelve inch mark and paused again.

"Keep going, Linds," Tara told her. "Keep going."

She pulled the pants down another two inches and exposed the big head of the cock. It finally broke free of the pants and quickly sprung forwards and upwards. Lindsey was surprised by it's movement and the cock slapped against her face. The hot head felt like it burnt her and she slapped her hand to her cheek. "Oh," she cried out and then felt that her cheek was wet. She looked at her hand and saw a clear liquid on her palm.

"It's precum," Tara said as she took Lindsey's hand again and this time licked the precum off of it. "Mmmmm," she moan softly. She saw Lindsey staring at the immense cock before her like she was in a trance. "So, I take it you like your surprise, Lindsey?"

The redhead looked to the side of the cock and saw it was almost twice as long as her head was wide. "It's huge," she said as she looked closer.

"Fourteen inches long," Tara said with a grin. She watched Lindsey look at it a little longer before she got impatient. "Well, stop staring at that cock and do something with it, Girl!"

Lindsey blinked as her friend spoke to her. "Sorry," she said in a daze. Both of her hands went up and gripped the thick shaft firmly. Her slender fingers couldn't quite reach all the way around it and they barely covered a third of its length. She lifted the cock up and looked at the orange sized balls hanging underneath of it. "Oh my..." She began stroking the cock and got a bit of precum on them from the head to help lubricate the shaft. Tara fondled his huge balls and Lindsey worked the shaft. She fondled it for several minutes, running her hands over its length, when she looked up to Jerome. "Are all black men like... this," she said as she nodded towards the monster cock.

"No," Jerome said down to her, "I'm a special case."

"He's very special," Tara said as she gently kneaded his balls, "and that's why we need to show Jerome how much we appreciate his special cock. Do you want to show him how much you appreciate it, Lindsey?"

"Yes," Lindsey whispered as she looked down the length of the cock. "I do."

"Then kiss it," Tara instructed.

Lindsey leaned forwards and placed her lips on the head of the cock, kissing it softly. She giggled as she leaned back and then licked her lips, tasting the salty precum on her lips.

"Good," Tara said. "Now suck it, Lindsey. Suck that huge cock."

Lindsey looked at it again and hesitated. "I don't know," she said to Tara. "I don't think I can. It's too big for me."

Tara let out a chuckle. "That's what I thought the first time too. I know it can be pretty intimidating... Here let me show you," she said as she grabbed the black cock and pulled it towards her. "It's hard, but trust me it's worth it." She positioned the cock towards her face and darted her tongue out, licking a dab of precum from the slit. The cock jumped in her hands and she looked up at Jerome. "You like that? Good. Let's see if we can't show Lindsey here how to handle a cock like yours." Tara leaned in and began licking the length of the cock, coating it in her saliva. When she was satisfied with the slobber job she looked at Lindsey. "You want to make sure that you get it nice and wet," she said, "so your lips will slide over it nice and easy."

Lindsey watched in amazement as her friend took the cock and wrapped her lips around the head of the cock and began sucking on it. She watched Tara take more of the cock into her mouth and listened to her moan around the cock. Watching it was really turning her on and she could feel her pussy getting sopping wet. She hadn't worn a bra tonight (neither had Tara) and her nipples were erect with arousal and pushed out at the thin material of her top.

Tara let the cock slide out of her mouth and then moved beneath it to take one of the huge balls into her mouth. She sucked on one, covering it in drool, and moved to the next ball. She jerked the cock as she slobbered on his balls, moaning loudly.

Jerome was moaning now too, and he put his hand on Tara's shoulder. "Why don't you let Lindsey take a swing at it now," he asked.

Tara dropped the ball from her mouth with a 'pop' and then gave Jerome a little pouty face. "I suppose," she said. She playfully pulled the cock further away from Lindsey and then let it go, making it swing towards her like a baseball bat.

Lindsey grabbed the cock, letting it slap into her hand. She began slowly licking the length of the dark cock, looking to Tara and Jerome for approval.

"That's it," Tara said as she slid closer to Lindsey. "Get it nice and slick, then you can take it in that pretty little mouth of yours." Tara licked the opposite side from Lindsey and the two went back and forth like they were playing harmonicas, coating the cock. They both heard Jerome's moans grow louder as they did this and both girls smiled as they licked.

Tara stopped licking. "Okay, that's good. Now suck that cock, Lindsey."

Lindsey pulled her head back and opened her lips into a wide 'O' before she place them over the plum sized head of the cock. The head alone felt like it filled her mouth, but she felt Tara place her hand on her back, coaxing her to try and take more. Lindsey gripped the shaft as she tried to take more in her mouth. She wrapped her tongue around it savoring the feeling of the hot cock stuffing her mouth. She had never been with a black man before. She had blown plenty of guys before and fucked quite a few, too, but she'd never seen anything like this cock. She knew that she was never going to be able to take the entire thing in her throat, but she was going to try to take as much as she could. She looked down the rest of the cock not in her throat and her eyes crossed as they tried to see the whole thing. She backed her head off to take a breath and then went down on it again, taking an inch more into her lips. She reached around and grabbed his ass to help her get more in her mouth, pulling him forwards.

While she was doing this, Tara went back to his balls and began sucking on one and hefted the other in her hand. Her other hand started jacking the shaft again as Lindsey sucked on the head.

Jerome was in ecstasy as he watched these two beautiful hollywood starlets going to town on his cock. He had met Tara at a club several weeks ago and fucked her at least three times a week since. When she offered to introduce him to Lindsey, he jumped at the chance. He'd had plenty of women, some of them famous, but this was the first time with two celebrities at one. They looked so hot as they inhaled his cock and balls that it wasn't long before he felt that familiar rumbling in his balls. He let out a groan and Tara recognized his signal. She began playing with his balls a little rougher and jacking him faster.

Lindsey had no idea what was 'cumming' and had the head deep in her mouth when the cum began firing into her throat. He had already fired off three shots, coating her throat and mouth in thick white cum, before she was able to pull her mouth off of the cock. She gasped for air as the cock fired again and again, splashing cum against the pale, freckled skin of her face. The cum continued to spray, coating her face and running down her neck and into her deep cleavage. The cum finally stopped flowing and Lindsey had to wipe the sticky coating off of her eyes before she could open them. "Holy shit," she said, cum rolling out of her mouth. She opened her eyes to see Tara smiling but with a hungry look in her eyes.

"Let me help you clean some of that off," the blonde said as she let go of the huge cock. She leaned towards Lindsey and stuck her tongue out, taking a long lick of cum from the redhead's cheek. She swirled it around in her mouth, swallowed it and went back for more. She began licking Lindsey's face clean, her tongue roaming over her cheek and then flitting across her friend's lips.

Lindsey sat in shock as her friend gave her a tongue bath. She gulped and swallowed the cum that remained in her mouth. The flavor was hot and salty, but she could see why Tara was so eager to clean her off. Lindsey leaned her head back as the blonde moved to her neck, making sure to get every drop of cum off of her and into her mouth. Lindsey let out a gasp as Tara finished with her neck and pushed her face into Lindsey's tits, her tongue fishing for more of the white goo. Lindsey leaned back as Tara attacked her cleavage with her tongue and Tara leaned over her, her tits brushing against Lindsey's tight stomach. She felt like her pussy was going to explode and no one had even gone near her it. Just when she thought that she couldn't take anymore, Tara sat back, her face slimy with spit, sweat and cum.

"I love this man's cum," Tara said as she licked her lips. She looked at Lindsey, her nipples poking at her shirt and the damp spot at the crotch of her pants, and laughed. "It looks like you're enjoying your first black cock."

Lindsey was still leaning back on her elbows, wishing that Tara had gone a little bit longer diving in her tits. She took a deep breath and said, "Yeah. You could say that." She looked back at the cock above her. "Woof. Now I know what those big balls are for. I thought he was never going to stop coming..."

Tara laid down next to Lindsey. "So, do you think you're ready to take this thing in your pussy yet, Linds?"

The redhead trembled at the thought of trying to shove that monster into her tight pussy. She looked to the cock and then back to Tara. She debated what she she should do, wondering if she could take it in her little pussy. In her mind, she saw the huge black rod plowing into her little pink pussy. Even if she could take the fourteen inch cock, would her pussy ever recover? "I think that I'd better take a shower," she finally said, deciding that she wanted to keep her pussy tight and in tact. "I'm feeling kind of sticky right now."

"Good idea," Tara said with a smile. She helped Lindsey to her feet and then grabbed Jerome's hand.

Lindsey started off towards the bathroom, but her eyes went wide as she heard her friend say, "Come on, Stud. Lindsey says it's time for us to take a shower." Lindsey thought of being naked in the tiny steamy shower stall with Tara and Jerome and began to wonder if Jerome could just fuck her with just a little bit of his cock....

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A Bad Influence



It was a very long day when I got home after the taxi ride. Work was terrible, and more work was piling up on my desk by the hour. I have owned my own business for the last ten years. I met my wife Suzie about 6 years ago and we have been married for the last 5 years. My accountant told me of a major money problem, and I instructed him to quietly hire a forensic accountant to examine all my books. He was to tell no one about the problem and work at night after hours. To add insult to injury, my car broke on the highway and had to be towed. This was only the start of a bad day as you will see.

My wife of five years should have been home to greet me and make me feel better, but was not there. A note was left on the kitchen table, saying she would be out with her friend Donna until 9:00pm. I didn't really like Donna that much, as she just finished her divorce with her husband Tom. He was a great guy, and never expected Donna to cheat on him. I once overheard her talking to Suzie about how much money Tom had to fork over in the settlement. "Now he can pay for me fucking around, and he'll get none of the benefits." said Donna with a laughed. I was hoping this attitude would not rub off on Suzie.

I made a microwave dinner and started watching the early news in the den. This room was hardly used by Suzie, and was mainly my room. I quickly fell asleep, and started to dream about the crappy day I just had. After about a half hour into my dream, it became a nightmare. I had images of Tom asking me advice about divorcing Suzie, with Donna in the background laughing the entire time. Waking up with a start, I realized it was a dream and relaxed a little. That is when I noticed some voices coming from the other side of the house. 

Donna was talking to Suzie and they were laughing. "Hurry, they won't wait forever." Donna said. 

Suzie replied "I'm just not too sure about this, what if Ron finds out?" 

"Don't worry, after all this is your fifth time anyway." said Donna. She laughed again and said she had the new camera (from Tom's money) and just needed a new tape. "What ever you do, don't grab one of the used ones, they are great to watch!" said Donna. This left me very curious, and I keep very quiet listening. Suzie made her way upstairs with Donna and I followed with out being seen.

My wife went to the guest room and came out after just a minute with a digital tape in her hand. "Where are you hiding everything?" Donna asked. 

My wife said "under the bottom dresser drawer, Ron never looks in there!" I went downstairs quickly and hid back in the den. The front door closed, and the two left. I was wondering why she didn't notice I was home, and then remembered my car being at the repair shop. Well my curiosity was getting bigger, and I started to go upstairs to the guest bed room.

I entered the guest room and went straight for the large dresser. I pulled out the bottom drawer, and found six tapes in the bottom underneath. Two were still wrapped in plastic, but four tapes were there with some writing on them. I picked them up, and my stomach started to flip a little. I looked down and saw the titles hand written on the tape cases. They were dated going back three months. Seeing the titles, I ran to the bathroom to get sick. When I finally calmed down, I went to the den and got my digital camera and hooked it to the large LCD screen.



The first tape was titled 'Suzie and Donna –The Club' and was not rewound. I put it in my camera and hit rewind. After it stopped, I hit the play button. The screen lighted up, and I could tell it was the bar my wife normally hangs out at. The camera was going to the back of the bar and into the back room. I had never been back there, and the room was large with cases and bottles of inventory for the bar. 

 The camera was picking up Donna's laugh, and it made me mad for some reason. Donna was following two men to another room off the back room. It looked like a lounge for employees, with a small stove, fridge, and a large couch. The men walked in and told Donna to come in. Donna could be seen in a mirror on the far wall, and to my surprise, Suzie was right behind her. "I don't know Donna, I feel really funny about this." said Suzie. 

Donna quickly countered saying "You'll have a great feeling if you would only relax." The two men laughed, and joined Donna and my wife. One of the men was the owner Paul. The other guy I had only seen in the bar a couple of times before. Paul went over to the couch and pulled out the fold out bed. Donna told Suzie to sit down and watch. Donna then started to kiss and fondle the two men. She had given Suzie the camera and you could hear her breathing hard near the camera microphone. The two men started to undress Donna and feel up her tits and pussy. Donna was a brunet with a great figure. She had 34D chest and a great ass. She was also a slut from what her ex husband told me.

Paul the owner left in mid-grope and returned with two bottles of champagne. He told the girls it was the good stuff, not the regular stuff for the customers. He got some glasses from the cupboard, and poured a round for everyone. Donna then took the camera from Suzie and aimed it at her. Suzie looked drunk, and she could never handle her booze. Donna did the toast. "Here is to my divorce, freedom, and hard cock!" Donna said, as Suzie giggled and drank it down in one gulp. The men started to undress, and turned their attention to my wife. You could tell she was unsure, but once again Donna pushed her over the edge by telling the guys to help her get undressed. Suzie just sat there, and let these men pull her blouse and bra off. Donna on the camera got a close up shot of my wife's nipples and they were every hard. Suzie is a true blond and had a great figure with big 36DD tits. Her ass was her best asset (no pun intended) and it was still in great shape. Paul feeling the last resistance falling from my wife, pushed her back on the bed and started to remove her shorts and panties. The video really started to heat up.

Both men were on top of Suzie in no time, and they were doing things to her that made me mad. They both took a breast and sucked on the nipples. All this time, Donna was aiming the camera at Suzie's face showing her in rapture. Their hands started to finger her pussy and grab her ass. Suzie's breath was getting faster and shorter. Paul was wiggling his finger over her clit and made her cum in record time. "I'm Cumming" shouted Suzie and she went limp just after that. I could hear Donna's laugh and I was getting more pissed off. Donna then gave the camera to the other guy (Donna called him Bill), and said she needed some attention. Well Paul told her to kneel on the bed and put his cock into Donna's mouth.



Donna started to suck Paul's cock and motioned Bill to get over there. Bill aimed the camera and shot Donna giving them both head. Suzie started to recover and was pulled over on the bed and put on her hands and knees. Paul poured champagne on his cock and stuffed it into Suzie's mouth. "Drink it all down" Paul said, and proceeded to fuck her mouth as he grabbed her hair on the top. 

Bill wasted no time and poured champagne on his cock before putting it in my wife's pussy. He rammed it all the way in her, and she let out a muffled yell with Paul's cock still her mouth. Both men started to abuse my wife's body as they both fucked her like they never did it before. They high fived each other and Paul could be heard encouraging his friend. "Fuck her hard Fielder, really give it to her" Paul said. Donna was also encouraging the trio. She aimed her camera up at Suzie's pussy and then at her mouth. Their cocks were wet and ramming in and out of my wife's pussy and her mouth with super speed. Both men were on a mission, and Suzie was the prize. Paul speed up and blew his load right down into her throat. He held her by the hair until she swallowed it all and his cock pulled out of her mouth. Bill was right behind, and got on his feet and did it true doggie style with him over her ass pounding his cock until he shouted for her to take it all, and came in her pussy very deep. The rest of the tape was the four of them doing it all over again. The first tape lasted about 90 minutes.

The second tape was titled 'Donna' House' and was dated about 2 months ago. This had Suzie doing some young guy, with Bill and Paul watching and shouting encouragement. Donna was running the camera again, and told the young stud to fuck her silly. Donna got in front of Suzie, and got a close-up of her face. She had her 'O' face on.

Soon the guy was cumming, when I noticed it was up my wife's ass and not her pussy. This was too much! 

The phone rang and it made me jump. I looked at the time and it was almost 8:30pm.

Suzie said she would be home at 9:00pm so I looked at the caller I.D. and answered the phone. It was Donna, and she was on the phone. She told me that she and Suzie had one too many at the club after shopping that day. I knew she was full of shit but didn't give anything away with my voice. I told her I would have picked her up, but my car was in the shop after breaking down tonight. She said not to worry, and she would bring her home tomorrow morning. The first thing I did was worry.

I stopped the second tape, ejected it, and rewound the first one. I hooked it up to my DVD burner and pushed play on the camera and record on the DVD. I knew I had all night to copy the tapes, and also knew I wouldn't be sleeping much. I checked the video set up and got dressed to go on my motorcycle. I thought about Donna and Suzie having the whole night off together. I looked at the screen and could see Suzie giving this Bill Fielder and Paul the bar owner free reign over my wife's body.

The ride was nice, and it allowed me to clear my head a little. I got to Donnas' place in about 10 minutes. The house was very big; Tom her ex husband designed it all himself. Donna got the entire house in the settlement (what a bitch!). I thought Tom should have burned it down before handing over the keys to her. It was all ancient history now.

I parked a half block down street, and pulled out the gear for my helmet camera. My camera was being used back at the house, so I used this one that I bought for the fun of it. I put my helmet back on and hit record on the small mini DV recorder. 



What ever I was looking at would be the focus of the camera. Being in jeans, black leather jacket, and a black helmet, I was not noticeable in the dark. Quietly I went around to the back of the house. The house was secluded in the back, and the large glass doors gave a good view of the bottom living room and game room. I looked in and couldn't believe what I saw.

 Donna was taking on three guys as my wife video taped and shouted encouragement. I thought in the back of my mind that Suzie made a mistake and was being blackmailed. After seeing the events in front of me, I knew better. I just had to keep looking as they grabbed Suzie's naked body and started to bring her into the mass of other bodies. 

To look away would get my camera angle looking away also. So I had to watch and not move. This was killing me, because I thought my wife and I were doing good, and had a happy marriage. I watched as Bill Fielder, Paul the bar owner, and a bartender I recognized from the club started to use Suzie and Donna in any position or hole they wanted. I also noticed that like the first video, they did not use any protection. As Bill took Donnas' ass and Paul took Suzie's, I just about got sick again. She never ever let me have anal sex, and would almost never swallow my cum, if I was in her mouth. She was now doing all that and more it seemed. For the next 30 minutes I quietly watched and started to form a plan in my mind.

Just before I was about to leave (I had enough) the front doorbell rang and Donna went upstairs to answer it. I was shocked to see Sarah from my office coming down the stairs. She was recommended by Suzie a few months ago, and I did not do the proper background check I normally do. I hired her on the spot with her resume and Suzie's recommendation. I tried to remember her last name, and then it hit me, it was Fielder. Well I stayed around and watched like a fly on the wall. Sarah went over to Bill and kissed him with passion. It was her husband! She quickly got undressed and started to join the orgy in front of my eyes. I video taped about another hour until they were all spent. Quietly I left the back yard and headed for my bike.

 I wanted to drive out of town and not come back but knew my business would suffer. Heading home my plan was getting clearer. Back at the ranch, I put in the tape I just recorded to check it out, and the images were not much better the second time. I recorded this tape next as I felt it was the most important. I grabbed a beer and made a list of things that needed to be done. Tomorrow would be a busy day.

Before I tried to lay down, I started to record and watch the rest of the tapes. I still could not believe it was my Suzie on the tapes. All the signs told me we were finished. She was letting Bill on one of the tapes titty fuck her, and blow his load all over my wife's face. She licked it up and started to ask for more. Paul could be seen putting the camera down on a table, and the two men took her over and over in every hole. They even doubled teamed her in the ass and pussy. The third tape was about two hours long, and was more of the same. Sometimes Donna was nowhere to be found, and I realized Suzie was doing it all on her own. I finally finished all the tapes, even the fourth. This was the worst yet. Suzie was on our bed at home, and she was double teaming some new guys that Donna had meet. Again she was not using any protection. Donna would tell them what to do, and they would obey (even Suzie). 

The two guys would call her names like "bitch, whore, slut and cunt." Suzie seemed to love it and got more excited. She had become some super slut, no thanks to Donna. Oh Donna, if you only knew what was coming. 

The next day I was gone before Suzie came home. I wanted it that way. The first thing I did was see my friend and company lawyer, Tory. I told him of the situation, and asked if I was OK. I told him I would be in time, but for now I had to keep my eye on my business and my money. He said he would start the divorce paperwork but would not submit it until I gave the go ahead. He told me my business was started before I married Suzie, and that it was in my name only. He was pretty sure it would stay in my hands. 

He told me the money in our joint accounts, if any (he then gave me a wink) would be split 50/50, as would the house. I could care less about the house as it didn't feel like a home anymore. The money however I worked very hard for and I was damned if I would give it up as easily as Tom Thomas did for Donna.

I called into work and spoke to my accountant. He said the examiner he hired found something going on with a Donna Thomas, Paul Greely, Bill Fielder, and my new hire Sarah Fielder. He told me it looked like Sarah was the inside person who opened up false accounts and was sending bogus checks to the above names. I asked the question I was dreading. Did my wife get any checks or deposits? He hesitated and said that as of last week, she started to get $50 thousand dollars a week. At that rate, I would be broke in a half year. I told my accountant to talk only to me and report as soon as the auditor was finished. I also said there was a huge bonus if he kept his mouth shut. He said that it wasn't necessary, but I told him loyalty meant a lot to me. He thanked me and said the report should be done by the end of the week at the latest.

I then saw my bank officer who helped me when I was starting out. Kevin could be trusted, and I told him of my situation. He recommended that I take small amounts from our joint account over the next week but leave a little in it so Suzie would not know. I just got a statement last week so I knew it would be another month before she read the next statement. Lately, she had been interested in our finances, and I chalked it up to her wanting to help with the business and at home. Boy was I wrong. Normally, I was the only one who took care of all the bills.

 Next I got a recommendation from my lawyer for a good discrete private eye. I stopped by his office and told him what I wanted. He said it would be no problem, and I paid him an extra one thousand dollars to make sure he was not caught. He started surveillance on my wife at once. I told him I needed pictures and any video of whom she meets and where she goes. I also told him that if he got caught, his even bigger bonus would be forfeit. He told me he would handle it personally. With most of my bases covered, I went to the last stop on my list.

Dr. Evans was my family doctor since college. He welcomed me and told me the tests for STD would normally be about two weeks. I told him I would pay extra to get the results back quicker. I also told him I would tell Suzie that I had a groin injury and that I saw the doctor today when I get home. He thought this was a smart way of getting out of sex with Suzie until all the tests came back. He said they should be back within 48 hours if I rushed them. 

He also told me to tell her to come in when the time was right, but he would say nothing for the moment until the results came back. He wished me the best, and I left the office feeling a little better. He would call my cell phone when the results got back. I felt it was better to know if there was a problem, and the doctor said medications could help if needed.

 Finally, I went home after a long day, and I didn't even get back to the office. I rode my motorcycle instead of renting a car. It felt great to have the wind in my face. I walked in and Suzie was not there (some big surprise). The note on the table said she had gone to Donna' and would be back at dinner time. I had replaced the tapes and sent all the DVD copies to my lawyer. I also made an extra copy of the fourth tape, and watched it in the den. For some reason this tape made me the maddest. The thought of her bringing strangers into our bed was getting to me. She fucked these guys like there was no tomorrow. There was also no guilt on her face, only lust. One of the guys told her to take all his cum after he pulled out of her ass. He shoved it in her mouth and let loose. The cum was dripping out her mouth as he told her to clean him off real good. The other guy was not much nicer. After hiding the DVD copy, I tried to relax but was very nervous. Finally I heard a car door and Suzie came inside the kitchen.

 I told her about seeing the doctor about the groin injury; I said I got it from the bike. I tried to smile and told her the doctor said fooling around was off the menu. She just hugged me and asked if there was anything she could do. I held my tongue, and just said it was great to have her as my wife. Her smile faded a little but I pretended not to notice.

I suggested we forget about cooking, and order some Chinese food. She said it was a good idea and ordered for me. I acted stiff, and went to the front of the house. Two houses down a dark colored van parked on the street. My detectives were hard on the case.

Suzie went out later to run some errands, but I think she was meeting Donna or one of her fuck buddies. I told her to be safe, and told her to wake me if she gets back late. I told her I was tired and wanted to sleep. She left, and the dark van followed her as she got in Donna' car. I would find out about her exploits from the P.I. reports. I tried to sleep but it was no use. I watched the backyard tape again I made at Donna' house last night. The scene should have been very sexy, but all it did was make me loose my dinner. I knew this had to end soon.




A Bad Influence



I finally fell asleep in the den, and my wife woke me up about 10:30pm. She said her and Donna went out for a few drinks and lost track of time. I told her no problem, and said we should get to bed. I also told her I wished we could fuck, but I knew the doctor warned me otherwise. She said she was tired anyway, but I knew the real reason. I was hoping by the end of the week for some kind of closure.

 I forgot all about my car in the repair shop and decided to keep riding the motorcycle. It had a feeling of freedom about it that I no longer found at home. Traffic was light as I arrived at the office the next day. I called my accountant in for a closed door meeting, and he told me everything was just about ready. I told him all the bookkeeping errors had to stand up in court. He informed me that the numbers don't lie, and that he was glad to be on the good side. I thanked him and told him how much a bonus he would get. I think he shit a brick, as he thanked me over and over. I just told him I respect loyalty, and he had proved himself worthy.

 Thinking about loyalty, I made my way down to the accounting department. Sarah Fielder looked up and tried to put a smile on her face. I asked her how things were going. "I really appreciated all your hard work" I said. I was smiling to myself as I walked away thinking she'll be working in the prison laundry soon. 

The paper work on the accounting would be ready for my lawyer in the morning. I now needed to sort out some loose ends. My paperwork had really piled up, and it felt good to jump into work and get it all caught up.

In the late afternoon, my doctor called and said all the tests came back negative. I started to dance in my office and felt very relieved. The thought of dying from some disease was very scary, especially if it came from my wife. The next call came from Suzie. She said Donna heard that if the business was put in her name, it could have a great tax break and get government contracts for a female owned business. I acted like it was a great idea and I would talk to her about it when I got home. She acted happy and told me she cooked a nice dinner for both of us. I was not about to take any advise from a whore like Donna. I also thought to make sure we both eat the same food, as I wasn't sure she wouldn't put something in it. I really don't know what happened to the Suzie I married.

I got home and Suzie kept telling me all the advantages of putting the business that I built from nothing into her name (fat chance!) I told her to write down some ideas and I would show them to my lawyer next week. She seemed very happy and started the list as soon as I left the room. She must have been trying to butter me up, because she said she wanted to make mad love to me, and I reminded her about my pulled groin. In my mind all I could think of was strangers putting their cocks into my wife's body over and over again and her asking for more. I told her it felt better and I should be ready to have a go this weekend. She hugged me and continued on with her list. We both went to bed together, I felt for the last time. 

When I woke up Friday, I had breakfast waiting for me. Suzie was happy and was buzzing around the kitchen. I eat my last meal with her, and gave her a kiss goodbye. She looked at me funny and asked if everything was alright. I told her I never felt better, and she would be hearing from me later. I started up the bike and left my house to drive by the park. Suzie and I used to go there in better times. I just couldn't see where we went wrong. I did work a lot, but I gave her 100% of my attention when I was home. It just wasn't good enough I thought. I wanted to talk, no actually argue with her about her actions lately. My hand would be tipped if I let on though

I kicked the bike into gear and went straight to the bank. I left one dollar in the account, canceled all the credit cards, any put the money in my secret safe in the office. Not even Suzie knew about this one. Finally I called her at home, but got no answer. I hopped on my bike and made a B line to my house. I took all the tapes from the guest room dresser including a new one shot the other night. I watched the first part of the tape, before I arrived at Donna' house. The three guys were sitting naked on the couch side by side. Suzie was going from one to another giving slow, passionate blow jobs. The men called her dirty names and grabbed her hair and ears for better leverage. They fucked her mouth over and over again. Donna got close up shots with the camera of their dicks fucking the mouth that I kiss. Suzie just moaned and smiled when her mouth was not full of cock. 

I watched with disgust as she then rode each of their cocks in order. They blew their loads in her pussy, and made her clean them off in order. I didn't care to watch the rest as I had an outside view of the whole affair anyway. 

I left the house and saw my lawyer one last time. I told him I needed a break, and that I would be on vacation for a week starting Saturday. He said he had given all the tapes and information to the district attorney, and that warrants were being issued as we speak. He also submitted the divorce paperwork. By late afternoon they would all be in jail, including Suzie. The P.I. reports were not very good. Suzie and Donna were running around town spending my company's money. They got the bank she used, and the attorney said he would have the records subpoenaed. 

I was also surprised to find out that Donna' half sister was Sarah Fielder. That is how they were all connected. What a slut, she was even fucking her own brother

Finally I thought about Suzie' parents. My own folks were dead, and they took me in as their son. This was going to be a sad call. I waited until after 5:00pm and made the call. I told them that Suzie was now in the city jail with the rest of her friends. I told them the story trying not to get to graphic, but I think her mother could read between the lines. I told them I still cared for them and would be in touch after I got back from vacation. I saved them the trouble of asking, and said we were done, and jail would give her a good wake up call. Her mother started to cry, and I told her I had to go.

Finally I got home (if you could call it that), and packed for a long needed rest. I was going by bike and it felt good to just ride again. Just before I left, the phone rang. I didn't recognize the number, so I answered it thinking it had to do with Suzie's case. It was Suzie herself, getting her one call from jail. She was crying and asked me to please help her. I thought about it and said "that ship had sailed". I asked her why she did it to me, but all I got was silence. I hung up and put on my helmet, this was going to be a much needed break.

Epilogue:

I only saw Suzie in court. She was charged with the others. Her lawyer tried to say that because she was my wife, she was entitled to the company money. This did not wash with the judge. He said using a false account and then cashing the checks was very illegal. He also said that the company was in my name only, so any money gained was also illegal. She got 3 to 7 years. I was not proud of her or the whole situation, but it was good to have it come to a close. She received nothing in the divorce, and the house was still mine. She couldn't even use any of the money for her legal costs or appeals.

Donna and the other did not fair as well. Since they had been getting illegal checks for the past two months, the judge really gave it to them. Paul Greely got 7-10 years and lost the bar to me after I sued. I sold it and recouped some of the money they spent. Last total, they had all spent about $225.000. Bill Fielder got 10 to 12 for his role in the theft. Sarah got a whopping 20 years in jail for being the inside person.

Finally, it was Donna' turn for court. I made sure I was in the front row for sentencing. The judge gave her 10 to 12 years in prison. As she walked away in a prison jump suit and in chains I pulled out a small recorder with her voice on it. The tape was a loop of her laugh going over and over. She shot me a look that would kill, but I just laughed to myself. 

I also sued her for her house and won. I transferred the house title back to Tom Thomas. Donna' ex husband loved that house, and I thought he should have it back. He tried to give me money, but I told him to enjoy it, and buy me a pizza sometime when things settle down.

I meet a great girl I hired at work to replace Sarah Fielder. We are now dating, and life is getting better. The sex tapes were somehow leaked to a website. Since I was not on them, I could care less. I understand they are very popular, and get many hits. So if you ever see them on the net, remember the trouble they caused. I really missed the Suzie I used to know, but not the new Suzie from the tapes. For myself, I ride my bike almost all year round and have started to really enjoy life again.

THE END