To all readers -- This is a story that is FICTION. The characters are not real and they do not exist. I am not writing to make anyone angry or to bring out your indignation at the content of the story. It is meant for one thing one, sexual enjoyment. It is not a grammatical thesis and neither is it a test for the spelling bee. It is a FICTIONAL story to be enjoyed and maybe even supply some with gratification. Other than that your comments are welcome. I do want to write a good story and I want the story line to flow and be easily followed by all. So enjoy and if you like it enough I will write more parts for it in the future.
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Brett came home late that night from work and went straight to the hidden room and went through the disks he had taken from the surveillance recorders. He was interested in the time when Tara had come by work and also in checking out Bill and his work ethics.
He went through the garage disk first and forwarded to the time when Tara had arrived. He watched as Bill followed her to the elevator and then changed to when she came upstairs to meet him. He forwarded to when she was leaving and noticed her at the elevator door and then the black hand that reached out and pulled her into the elevator.
He quickly sorted through the disks until he found elevator three disk and with trembling excited hands he loaded it and forwarded to the exact time from the foyer disk. He watched as he realized Tara had been grabbed by Jerome and pulled into the elevator unwillingly. He plugged in his Bose earphones and listened as Jerome fucked Tara thoroughly in the elevator. His cock was so hard watching and listening to her moans and screams for more. When they were done and Jerome left the elevator he switched to the garage again and saw Tara following Bill Smaltz into the Security room. He thought nothing of it as this is where they had agreed to meet after his meeting.
He then loaded the security room disks for that day and watched as Bill went about his daily business of watching the screens. Bill was seemingly spending a whole lot more time with one of the screens watching TV than the security issues at hand. He was going to turn it off but forwarded it to when Tara had entered the room with Bill to see if anything had happened. He watched as Bill pulled a chair for Tara to sit in and then he changed the screens to one huge one and Brent saw that Bill had seen what had happened in the elevator. Brent turned up the volume and began to listen to the blackmailing of his wife by the big security guard. He watched the whole abusive blowjob and Tara obviously swallowing Bill's load of cum and quickly getting up when he came through the door. No wonder her lipstick was a mess Brent thought.
Brent decided then and there he was going to fire Bill and get rid of him as quickly as possible. Now that he had the only disks there was no way Bill could black mail Tara again. My God, she had been through a lot in just two days. He shut everything down and placed the disks in the floor safe.
He made his way through the bedroom and down the hallway into the living room. Tara was snuggled in a quilt on the couch asleep. He knelt down beside her and watched her for a few minutes admiring her natural beauty. He bent over and softly kissed her lips and she stirred and slowly came awake.
"Hello, sleepy head. You OK?" Brent asked tenderly
"Ummm," She stretched like a graceful cat and he saw she was wearing a sports bra and a pair of spandex shorts that accentuated every muscle and curve of her perfect tanned body.
She put her arms around him and kissed him deeply. It was his turn to moan then. Her mouth was so hot and the thought of it having sucked to big cocks that same day made him hotter. His hands went down her back and cupped her firm buttocks as he pulled her off the couch and up against his raging hard on. She pulled her mouth away from his and smiled.
"Somebody is happy to see me." She said and kissed him deeply again.
They made love right there on the floor and it was slow soft and hot. He came so hard he thought he would pass out from the intensity of it. When he rolled off of her and fell on his back gasping for breath she rolled over into the crook of his arm and put her head against his chest.
"I love you so much, Brent." She whispered softly
"I love you too baby." He responded
"I don't ever want to lose what we have." She said after a minute
He moved her chin with his hand where she was looking into his eyes when he spoke to her.
"You can never do anything that would make me want to leave you baby. I would love you no matter what." He said honestly
She started to cry and he held her like that for a long time before they both went to bed for the night.
Brent left for work the next morning and called Bill Smaltz to meet him at the office on the way in. He waited for an hour in the security office when Bill finally arrived.
"You wanted to see me boss?" He asked as he came in
He had a smirk on his face and Brent could only imagine what he was thinking about while he looked at him.
"Yeah Bill, I did. You're fired. You can pick up your paycheck at payroll tomorrow." Brent was blunt and cold
"FIRED?!What the hell do you mean I'm fired?!" Bill was shocked and mad
"Fired, as in no longer employed here and no longer needed. Your personal belongings will be mailed to you and you will no longer be permitted in this building unless invited. Have a nice day, Bill." Brent went back to working with some papers on his desk.
Bill Smaltz looked at him for a moment and then thought of his trump card. He smiled a nasty smile to himself.
"You might want to think about this for a minute. I know some things that you might want to be treating me a whole lot different after you see what I am talking about." He chuckled
Brent slowly looked up from his desk and then deliberately reached over to the intercom microphone.
"Frank?" He said into the microphone
"Yeah Boss?" Frank answered
"Bring Jim and Ryan down here to the security office right now."
"On our way, Boss." Frank replied
Bill smiled a nasty smile again.
"You might not want them hearing or seeing what I am talking about, Boss." He sneered as he said the word boss
"Are you talking about the security disks from yesterday Bill?" Brent asked, "I took them out last night before I left."
Bill's sneer disappeared quickly.
"Yes, Bill, I watched them also. I watched you blackmail my wife. I watched you force her into giving you head and I watched you cum down her throat." He said harshly
Bill's face turned a shade of white and sweat beads formed on his forehead and upper lip.
"You want to know what I am really going to enjoy watching Bill?" Brent let this sink in a little before he continued, "I am going to really enjoy watching you sweat when the Judge sentences you to rape, extortion and blackmail charges. I called my lawyer this morning and he is going to file charges against you today."
Bill felt his insides turn over as he stood there stunned by the turn of events. He was so confident a few minutes ago now he realized he could go to prison for what he had done.
"Please, Brent, I really..." He voice faded off into a whisper
"I seem to remember my wife saying the same thing to you as she begged for you not to make her do it. If you are looking for mercy Bill, I'm fresh out!" Brent stood as the three security guards came into the room
Frank was bigger than Bill and stood behind him as he came into the room.
"You needed something, Boss?" He asked realizing something was wrong
"Remove this scum from the premises and make sure he doesn't come back. If he shows up again have him arrested for trespassing." Brent said as he sat down in his chair
"It will be a pleasure, Boss!" Frank had never liked Bill from the beginning and this was a day he had waited for.
"Come on Cinderella, the ball is over for you!" Frank grabbed him by the collar and literally dragged him out the door with Jim and Ryan following close behind.
They dragged him out to his truck and threw him against it and he quickly climbed inside and drove out of the parking garage with tires squealing. Frank chuckled as he watched him go. He wasn't sure what had happened but as far as he was concerned it was good riddance.
Bill was halfway home and his mind was going crazy. He finally pulled into a bar he frequented to have a drink and try to think this all through. He ordered a whiskey and sat at the bar looking down as his mind continued on its downward journey.
RAPE!
He didn't even get to fuck the bitch and he was going to be charged with rape! He knew the danger of winding up downing hard time with some of the prisoners he had dealt with in the past. He would wind up being killed or have to be someone's bitch on the inside to survive. He couldn't take that.
Someone sat down beside him and he smelled perfume and realized it was Sheila. Sheila was a bi-sexual whore that everybody had at one time or another. She was a tall natural blond with big tits and still possessing a great body. Bill had fucked her one time but she had wanted another girl involved with them when they did. At first Bill had thought it was great because he would fuck them both but the other girl turned out to be a lesbian and she was only there to pleasure and be pleasured by Sheila. Truth be told Sheila preferred women but found it hard to find really feminine women who were lesbians. Most of them were bull dykes and Sheila liked them soft and submissive and fresh. When Bill found all that out about her he sort of drifted away from being with her any more.
"Gotta light, Bill?" She said as she held a cigarette in her mouth
Bill fished around in his pocket for his lighter and then lit her cigarette. He noticed his hand was shaking as he did. She reached up as the flame darted around without reaching the end of the cigarette and grabbed his hand to steady it. When she had taken a long drag on it she blew the smoke out and looked over at him with an eyebrow raised.
