*NOTE* Please read the first four stories to get caught up on the Katie storyline.
Katie Blackmailed (Chapter 5)
It was the day after shopping with Katie and I still couldn't believe that she had given me a blowjob in the changing room. I felt like the luckiest bastard in the world. We hurried home and ended up screwing in our car after parking in the garage. Our sex life couldn't have been better. It was only a few months ago that Katie hadn't even tasted my cock and now she couldn't get enough.
Today, I was just lying on the couch watching football while Katie was reading the newspaper. The door bell rang. I slowly climbed up out of the couch expecting to find some door to door salesman. Upon looking out the window, I recognized the young man standing on my doorstep but I couldn't place his face.
I opened the door and the young man asks, "Hi. Is Mrs. Jackson home?"
"Yes she is," I'm still having problems placing the face with how I know this person. I stared at him momentarily and I think he realized I was trying to remember him. I finally ask, "Have we met before?"
"Not really. Well, I helped you and your wife yesterday when you were at The Gap. I was the manager that day," he happily announces.
"Oh yeah, now I remember." I remembered I came on some of the clothes they were selling. My brain scrambled trying to figure out why he was here. I hope it wasn't about that. "Please come in," standing out of the way to allow him to enter. "Was something wrong with our payment?" Trying to understand why he was here.
"No, I just need to talk with Mrs. Jackson, "he stammered. "Well, probably the both of you."
I remembered that my wife had filled out a contest entry form, "Did we win the shopping thing?" Not saying a word he just stood looking over my shoulder into our house.
"Katie," I called out, "It's the manager from the Gap"
My wife came walking around the corner, "Oh, hi!" with anticipation in her voice and a bounce in her step, "Wow! That was quick! Did we win the shopping spree?" I close the door behind him as he walks into the entryway. My wife is looking very casual today wearing a black t-shirt with "Rock Star" written with white lettering and just plain grey sweatpants. Her breasts look like two oranges under her tight t-shirt. Her hair is flowing past her shoulders.
"Uhm...", he stuttered looking at my wife up and down, not trying to hide what he was doing. "No, they haven't had the drawing yet."
"Well what can we do for you?" I asked, watching him fidget. "I'm sorry I can't remember your name."
"Joel", he mumbles. He appears he wants to talk but can't get the courage to say what was wrong.
Growing impatient with this lad, "And what can we do for you Joel?"
He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a folded piece of paper and hands it to me, his hands shaking.
I unfold it and see it's a screenshot picture of Katie's sperm covered face from the video I had taken in the closet. I can see from the heading it was downloaded from the website I had sent it to. My heart races as it feels I was just punched in the stomach.
Katie looks over my shoulder, "WHAT THE FUCK! Where did you get that?"
"It was on a website that I frequent, I voted for you to win. I'm sorry you guys only got second place." Joel exclaims.
"Oh my God! Did you do this?" Katie turns yelling at me.
I couldn't say anything. I just stared at the paper and then back at Katie.
"Why did you fucking do this?"
"I don't know," I mumbled. "I thought it was a good idea at the time."
"Goddamit," Katie yells and grabs the paper from me and walks away, "FUCK! You fucking asshole!" she yells from the kitchen.
Turning to Joel, "Thanks, you can leave now."
"Would Mrs. Jackson's work like to know what she does? Would the PTA like to see the video? That would be rather embarrassing, wouldn't it?"
"Thanks Joel, I'll get it taken off right away. You've been a big help," As I open the door to allow him to leave.
Joel doesn't move towards the door and looks at me, "What if I showed it to them?"
I stare blankly at him as I didn't believe what I just heard. Katie appears around the corner "What the fuck did you say?"
"What if I showed them the video?" he hollers across the room towards the kitchen.
"Excuse me?" as I shut the door behind him.
"I think it would be rather embarrassing for the president of the PTA to be begging like that in a video. Don't you think?"
"What the fuck? Are you blackmailing us? You little fucker!" as I move in closer to him so we are almost nose to nose.
Joel's attitude seems to change. He's cockier. More sure of himself.
"How do you know where she works?"
Joel pulls out Katie's application for the shopping spree which listed her home address, work address, everything about her employment and waves it in the air like he had just won the lottery.
"You can't be serious?" Katie yells out. "You wouldn't show that to anyone? Would you?"
He just stares blankly at us.
I can see Katie is worried. I take a step back away from Joel, "How much do you want?"
"I don't want any money."
"What? Seriously how much do you need?"
"I don't want your money."
"What do you want us to do?" demands Katie.
"It's more what you can do to me Mrs. Jackson," Joel reveals.
The three of us stand looking at each other. I glance over at Katie and her mouth is hanging open in disbelief. Joel has a sly smile upon him.
"No fucking way," I exclaim. "Is this some type of sick joke?"