“I once had a boyfriend with a big cock. Almost as big as yours, John. The sex was great but we had other problems and broke up.”
Ellen added, “All my boyfriends had cocks like my husband. He keeps me satisfied. But watching your cock spread Sue’s pussy, I did wonder what it would feel like. Maybe sometime in future.
“Oh, I almost forgot. Guess what Linda and I did this morning. Linda clipped and shaved my pussy! Linda said she would loan me her suit. So after lunch I’m going to show off at the pool.”
“Great!” John joined in. “You both have sexy pussies and need to show them off.”
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On the drive back home we chatted about our great weekend.
“John, I’ve been thinking about Bill and that job of yours. I have an idea. Let me make a couple of calls.
“Cindy, this is Sue. You remember when you worked at the warehouse? Didn’t you quit because the boss said to put out or get fired? Yeah, Bill. I thought so. Oh, and you know the three girls that work now in the office? How old are they? Sure? How do you know? Oh. Just asking. A friend of mine might be losing his job if he doesn’t put out. Yeah, a guy. You doing ok? Gotta go. See you.”
“You heard? Cindy left about six months ago. The two newest girls were sixteen when Bill hired them and started banging them. That guy belongs in jail.”
“What are you going to do?”
“I know someone who will be real interested. I’ll call him first thing tomorrow. Don’t quit your job just yet.”
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Sue called me Monday night. “Things are rolling. My friend says this guy will be toast. At the right time others will interview Cathy and the two girls. One hitch: He would like you to wear a wire. Confirmation that Bill knows they’re underage. And forcing them to have sex to keep their jobs.”
“Sue, I don’t want to get involved.”
“My friend says the tape would only be used to collaborate the girls. He thinks Bill will fold up like a cheap suit and cop a plea.”
“I don’t like it. When would I meet with this guy?”
The meeting was set for Wednesday. I was persuaded to do my part. The “wire” was a tiny mic and a little unit a third the size of a pack of cigarettes. I was to maneuver Bill into bragging about his conquest of the girls. It was decided that I would do the deed the next time Bill invited me to his place. The thinking was he would be more inclined to talk about his sexual activities. I certainly didn’t want to have sex with Bill so it was agreed that I would get a cell phone call saying my mother had been in an accident and I was to come home immediately.
Friday was the day. Bill said he missed me all last weekend (I doubted that) and was looking forward to a good romp.
I played my part per the script. Bill just couldn’t help himself. He said he knew the girls were underage, that was the attraction. He kept them in line by giving gifts and by threatening their jobs. He also bragged that other girls before these two fit the same mold. He liked young virgins. He said he could set it up so I could also fuck them. I declined.
“Enough talk. Let’s fuck,” as he took his clothes off. I started unbuttoning my shirt, waiting for the phone to ring. My shirt was off. Now my shoes and socks. No ring. Bill’s cock was hard as a rock. My pants were at half mast when I jumped. Thank god, I grabbed for the phone.