Thanks for all the kind emails everyone. Here it is finally. The final chapter, enjoy!
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As the morning sun began to peep into Alana Scott's bedroom the brightness began to awaken her. She stretched her body out with a soft yawn and slowly opened her eyes. Alana looked over at her husband sleeping soundly next to her, and smiled. Last night her husband had made love to her particularly well and she lay there still satisfied. As Alana sat up in her bed the nightgown she was sleeping in became tangled around her. So as she lifted herself up the gown slid up her torso and revealed one of her breasts. In Alana's euphoric state she looked at herself in the mirror and did her best playboy model pose.
"Do I make you horny?" Alana whispered trying her best to imitate Austin Powers.
She almost burst out laughing. The last two weeks of her life had been grand. No problems at all and she was enjoying herself. That wasn't the case at all up until a couple weeks ago. About three or four months ago while on vacation Alana, her son James, and his best friend Sam were kidnapped by two men. Alana was forced to have sex with the two men and then they forced her to do the same with Sam and even her own son. After the ordeal the three made a deal to try and just forget about the whole thing but that didn't last. A couple months after they got back Sam had become so obsessed with Alana that he concocted a plan to blackmail her into having sex with him again. The plan worked, Alana was made to have sex with Sam but during the experience Alana began to feel sorry for Sam after what he had been through. She made a deal with Sam. A deal that has been in effect for two weeks. The deal was that Sam could have sex with her two or three times a week at times of her choosing. In exchange he would destroy all the evidence he used to blackmail her and eventually try to move on with his life. Alana reasoned that eventually Sam would tire of her or forget about her when his young mind found another girl to focus on. So for the last two weeks Sam has been coming by whenever he could. If there was no one at home with her Alana would have sex with him. Even though she knew it to be very wrong Alana had become quite attached to Sam. The way the young man looked at her as they were making love excited her to no end. In fact, she had become somewhat addicted to the feeling. Even though Alana had become comfortable with her little affair she wasn't stupid, she was very careful about their little rendezvous'. She was however, very creative in their affair. Once, Sam was on top of Alana, who was on top of the dining room table, and was right in the middle of fucking her when they heard Alana's husband pulling up in the driveway. Sam was running out the back door just as Greg was coming in the front. He was met by a smiling wife who was doing all she could to keep her young lovers cum from running down her legs.
Alana's good mood, while she didn't want to admit it was in fact do to the fact that for the last couple of weeks she had been the object of affection of two men. While before all the craziness had started she was very satisfied with her sex life, now two men were satisfying her. She had the best of both worlds. Her husband provided the experienced, tender love making that curled her toes, while Sam provided the intense fucking that would leave her a sweaty mess on the floor.
Alana's good mood was reigned in slightly as she remembered that her husband was going out of town for a week on business. Not to mention he wouldn't be there for her birthday this coming Thursday.
"Can't have my cake and eat it too." Alana reasoned to herself.
Not wanting her good mood to disappear all together Alana decided to go downstairs and make Greg some breakfast. A morning in bed together eating breakfast sounded just fine to her. Without thinking of what she was wearing Alana got out of bed and started down the hallway toward the stairs. Halfway down the stairs she realized that all she has on was a thin nightgown that was barely long enough to cover her panties. Alana wasn't known for her modesty but she didn't walk around the house naked either. To make matters worse Alana only wore very sexy underwear. Thongs, lace panties, and boy shorts made up the bulk of her underwear drawer. With each step down the stairs her nightgown would slide up her legs and reveal her red lace panties, then slide back down again.
"Oh well, its 6:30 a.m. on a Sunday morning, no one will get up until at least 10:00." She thinks to herself.
Alana began to make breakfast taking care to be quiet, not wanting to wake her husband or son. Some eggs, bacon, grits and toast will start the morning off right she thinks to herself as she gathers the ingredients. As Alana began to beat the eggs in a bowl she felt a cool breeze on her exposed legs.
"I bet Greg left that window open again." Alana thinks to herself as goose bumps begin to form on her long legs.
Alana then went back about her business while thinking of what she was going to do on her birthday without her husband being home. Greg usually took her out on the town and she would have a ball. Not this year though she thought subconsciously pouting her lips. Just as that thought had left her mind Alana was startled as a pair of arms wrapped around her stomach. Just as she was about to scream she heard Sam's voice.
"Good morning sexy." Sam said as he kissed Alana on the neck causing an electric shiver to race down her spine to her toes.
"Jesus Christ Sam!!! You scared the crap outta me!" Alana said doing all she could not to shout.
"I'm sorry. I didn't know you scared so easily." Sam said releasing his grip.
"It's ok, it's just, I was thinking to myself. You caught me off guard." Alana said slightly amused at her reaction.
Sam pulled a chair out and sat down. He was all too happy to sit and watch as Alana glided around the kitchen in her nightgown. When she reached up into one of the cabinets Sam's eye caught a glimpse of Alana's panties.
"Those are nice." Sam said nonchalantly.
Alana turned to see what Sam was looking at. Realizing it was her panties she rolled her eyes as she turned back around.
"Well they're new; I've only worn them twice so you'll have to wait a while." Alana said referring to Sam's penchant for pilfering her underwear in the past.
"That was before I could have what's inside your panties." Sam replied smiling, knowing his little comments about their affair made Alana uncomfortable.
"Sam, it's not that I mind that much but what are you doing over so early in the morning?" Alana asked quickly changing the subject after Sam's arrogant remark.
"Well, I wouldn't have even come over but last night my mom and dad told me that I gotta go see my grandma in Florida this week. She's like a hundred years old and they said I might not see her many more times." Sam said staring at the floor.
"Well you should go see your grandmother, how long will you be gone?" Alana asked.
"Two freakin weeks, can you believe it? I don't know how I'm gonna make it." Sam said.
