Stephanie March stared at the video in stunned shock and revulsion.  ‘It just couldn't be... it all must be just a bad dream!’ she thought to herself, shaking her head in total disbelief.  Jaw dropping, her body shuddering in horror, Stephanie stammered out “It can’t be ……………………it just can’t be ……………………..I ………………………..I could never!” Then she began sobbing, tears rolling down her cheeks as she wept in despair.
 
“It's okay, Steph!” Paula Kincaid reassured the visibly distraught young blonde, adding “It …………………..it just happened, that's all …………………after all, you’re just human ………………………..a woman needs sexual release after so long with her husband away from home!” she added, choking back her laughter.  “Look, Steph, it's not your fault ………………………………you just had too much to drink that night ………………………and well, John has been gone for such a long time!”

“But, Paula, I  ………………..I've never been with anyone but John .........................and he's coming home next week!  There's just no excuse ………………….no excuse for me being unfaithful to him ……………………..absolutely no way!” Stephanie sobbed out.  “How ………………………..how can I ever face him again …………………cheated ……………………….I cheated on him!” she panted out in despair.
 
“You don't have to tell him, Steph!  He doesn't have to know …………………..don’t throw your fabulous marriage away …………………………just because of one night of indiscretion!” Paula reasoned.  “It doesn't mean John has to see it!  He doesn't have to know, Steph!  You’ve got to do all you can ……………………whatever it takes to save your wonderful marriage to John!  Try ……………………you just have to try …………………do whatever it takes!” she added.
 
“Doesn't have to know?  How can he not know ……………discover this?  Not only did I cheat on him …………….but, it was all videotaped!  Paula ……………..look at it ……………………look the tape!” Stephanie sobbed.  “Look at it ………………..there’s no denying it’s me on the screen!  I ………………I don’t remember any of it …………………..but it’s obviously me ……………….my wedding ring ……………the bracelet that John gave me!  And the things I did …………………with this stranger ………………….things that I've never even done with my own husband!” she cried.

“Well, so what?  Every woman fantasizes of doing certain acts ……………….fantasizes of doing things sexually that she’d be too afraid to have her own husband know of!” Paula offered.  Unbeknownst to the naive young beauty, the drunk and sex-crazed slut writhing in unbridled passion on the video was not even her, that it was actually Paula in the film.  Even the length, style and hair color had her certainly looking like the distraught young wife.
 

Then Stephanie began sobbing as Marc’s familiar voice could be heard telling her “Ya want it, don’t ya?  Take it out …………………grab on to it ………………..pull it on out!”   And as the camera zoomed in on her distinctive diamond ring, the male voice could be heard “Ah ……………yes ……………….that’s it, Mrs. March!  Pump it ………………….pump it ………………..ahhhhhhhhh!  Now ………………….put it in yer mouth ………..yeah ……………………….ahhhhhhh, yeah …………………that’s it ………………that’s itttttttttt ……………..ohhhh, yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!”

Stephanie blushed in shame and revulsion as the scene played out before her on the video again, only now the sound made it all the more humiliating.  But how could she have done such a despicable thing, in her yellow dress and heels, kneeling down to unzip a black man ……………………..the horrid scene of the camera zooming in on her left hand as it grasped the big black manhood, her milk white fingers encircling the shaft with her distinctive diamond ring sparkling in the foreground.  It was so distressing to see this and then the horrid scene of her taking the man into her mouth, as Stephanie kept asking herself ‘Why can't I remember any part of it?’
 
The night had started out innocently enough.  It was just last Friday night, only two weeks before John was to return home after the lengthy news coverage tour as a correspondent covering the war zone.  She had confided in Paula that she was literally counting the days until John's return, unable to hide her excitement in adding that she was off the pill and that she and her husband were planning to start a family that very first weekend he returned.  Even more, John’s return would perfectly match up with her menstrual cycle, her most fertile time of the month.
 
Stephanie considered her next door neighbor Paula to be a close and dear friend, as they often had coffee together and confided in one another.  They were about the same age, married about the same number of years, with both their husbands traveling about for long periods of time for their respective jobs.  Having purchased their townhouses within a week of each other and moving in at the same time, Stephanie and Paula had bonded quickly and became fast friends.

For the pay and prestige in the business, Stephanie’s husband John had signed up for the six month tour in the war zone as a correspondent for his news firm.  As for Paula’s husband Jim, he was a cross-country trucker who was away for two-weeks at a time, then home again for a week before heading off on his next trip.  And with both men away, the two lonely wives would often eat dinner together at each other’s place, and taking turns cooking.  Even when Paula’s husband was back, they’d invite Stephanie over, more often than not she’d turn down so the husband and wife could get their fill of each other once again.

But in truth, Paula had always been envious and jealous of Stephanie.  As far as Paula was concerned, Stephanie was everything she wished that she could be.  Her next door was very attractive, stylish, and everyone just adored her.  She had it all, and although she emulated Stephanie, Paula knew that one thing she could never even come close to emulating …………………..that wholesome look of purity and innocence of her neighbor.  She dressed like her, tried to act like her, but Paula knew that she was just not in the same league as Stephanie, and secretly resented her for it.  And as always, Stephanie had to put in her nightly call to her husband, telling him that she loved him dearly and of course she was going with Paula or doing at the time.
 
John was a wonderful husband, a young man on the rise, the kind of man Paula had always wished to have married.  But the brass ring had always eluded her and she had settled for her rather crude and unsophisticated trucker husband.  Now, the news that Stephanie was planning to start a family was just salt in the wound for Paula Kincaid.  She put on a front with a smile on her face upon hearing the news that Stephanie had gone off the pill and entering her most fertile time of the month, wishing that she was in her lovely neighbor’s position.  “Well, that calls for a celebration ………………….let’s go out to dinner Friday night!” Paula announced.

On Friday and Saturday nights, when the two women were without their husbands, they’d normally grab a bite together at a nearby restaurant.  They’d then browse or shop some before returning home, with Stephanie settling in to watch the evening news and hope to see John on a news clip, while Paula was changing into something sexy and primping for a night out at the hottest nightclub on the strip.

For Paula, she needed sex on a regular basis and if hubby was on a cross-country jaunt, that meant some other guy would just have to substitute for him.  And scoring some ‘ice’ at the club would certainly keep her happy throughout the coming week.  Not earning much at her clerical job, Paula found that spreading her legs in exchange for some ‘ice’ was the ideal way to get the drugs that she craved while getting to scratch that nagging itch at the same time.

In recent weeks however, things had spiraled downward for Paula in regards to getting her supply of the drug that she craved.  Howie, her usual supplier, was a pretty decent looking guy who had always been willing to supply her with ‘ice’ each week in exchange for a roll in the sack.  But he’d gotten himself busted by an undercover cop and was currently in the slammer, leaving Paula high and dry that first week till she got connected with another dope dealer.

That had forced her to start shelling out bucks in order to buy what she needed from Marc Slade who preferred cash to sex.  Although he was black, Paula didn’t care and tried to strike up the same deal for her weekly supply.  But Marc was also a pimp besides dealing dope, telling her that his stable of prostitutes provided him with free sex anytime he wanted it.  He went for it that first time, sampling her charms in exchange for that week’s supply, but from then on it’d have to be cash on hand.

Having already expended her entire month’s income, Paula was hoping that Howie would be out of the can and back in business and she could get her regular fix with a roll in the sack.  This was on her mind through out the dinner at the steakhouse she and Stephanie had gone to that Friday night.  Needing to find out if Howie was out and able to supply her that night, she then convinced her innocent neighbor to accompany her to the club for a celebration toast and listen to a bit of music before heading on home.

For Stephanie, the glass of wine over dinner already had her feeling flush and a bit light-headed.  But with her friend always bugging her about getting out some and going clubbing with her, Stephanie gave in and agreed to just ‘one more drink’ at the nightclub Paula kept hounding her about.  Hanging out at such a club was way out of Stephanie’s character but it became readily apparent that Paula fit right in as she seemed to know everyone there.

Seated at a booth, Paula ordered herself a martini on the rocks and Stephanie got herself another glass of wine.  Paula asked the cocktail hostess when she returned with the drinks “Is Howie back yet?”  To her dismay, the reply she got was “Sorry, hon …………………think it’ll be another month before he gets back!”  Looking about, Paula spotted Marc Slade sitting by the bar and he was looking her way, giving her a smile.  She wondered if he’d consider another night in the sack with her for the ‘ice’ as she just didn’t have the bucks for another fix.

From his vantage point at the bar, Marc Slade correctly accessed the situation over in the booth and couldn’t take his eyes off that pretty little thing sitting next to Paula, the ‘druggie bitch’ whore that he considered her as.  ‘Now that is real class!’ Marc thought, his cock rising at the prospect of somehow getting into the sexy babe’s tight little panties.  Immediately men descended upon the girls like vultures, with the slut Paula readily getting up to dance with a horny bastard while her shocked friend nervously shook her head to decline and pointing to the diamond ring and wedding band on her finger.

With the rather good looking white boy getting turned down, Marc knew that his chance of getting her to dance with him was ‘slim and none’, with ‘none’ the odds on favorite.  He knew that Paula was out to try and get another fix.  Also, his competition in the racket was in the can at the current time, leaving Paula at his mercy.  Wheels churning, Marc smiled to himself and called the bartender over to order the two gals another round of drinks.

Thinking that they’d be leaving soon, with their glasses nearly empty, Stephanie was shocked when the cocktail waitress brought them another drink, ‘courtesy of the gentleman at the bar’!  “I ………….I can’t accept this!” Stephanie told Paula but she was dismissed with Paula’s reply “Oh, don’t worry, Steph ………………………..Marc’s a friend of mine!”  And before Stephanie could say anything else, Paula was waving to her friend and signaling for him to come over and join them in the booth.  Now Stephanie was beginning to get worried but was relieved somewhat when the tall muscular black sat next to Paula on her side of the booth.

With the women thanking him for the drinks following the introductions made by Paula, Marc smiled and told them that he “Just had to buy the two most beautiful women in the club a drink!”  When Paula’s pretty friend advised that she’d had more than enough and didn’t think she could finish another drink, Marc just assured her with “Oh, don’t you worry about it!”  “Have you gals enjoyed yerselves dancing tonight?” he asked, knowing full well that the lovely Mrs. March had rebuffed three white guys asking her to dance.

Acting the part of a gentleman and not coming on too strong, he just chatted with Paula about her job first and slowly began to get info on her pretty next door neighbor.  Seeing her large diamond with a rather distinctive setting, Marc’s cock twitched at the thought of seeing her fingers wrapped around his thick boner while her diamond sparkled in the light.  ‘Hmmm, hubby away for nearly six months ……………….damn, she must be climbing the walls!  Shit ………………….I gotta git in them fuck’n tight little panties of hers!’ he told himself after learning that tidbit of information.

He knew what was coming when Paula hit him up with “C’mon, Marc …………dance with me!”  Marc always made a point of knowing his customers, knew that Paula just had a clerical job and her old man was a cross-country trucker.  Thus, Paula’s funds were rather limited and not enough to cover her weekly habits unless Howie was around to supply her drugs in exchange for pussy.  Leading the way to the dance floor, Marc waited for her proposition.

Sure enough, Paula admitted to him that she really needed a hit but just didn’t have the funds to buy her supply for the week.  That’s when Marc made his proposal of “I might take ya up on that …………………if’n yer also willing to help me git into those tight little panties of yer purty neighbor!  Damn, she’s so fuck’n innocent ……………….I’s jist gotta git me a piece of that sweet little ass!  Waddha ya say …………….ya in on the deal ………………………willing to help me nail her?”
 
“Seeing that she’s pretty tipsy already, I’ll get her to accompany me to the restroom ………………….then you can slip a ‘roofie’ into her drink!  We’re only ten minutes from home ………………….you can follow us ……………….I’ll help her into her unit on the guise of helping her out ……………………..I’ll let you in once she passes out …………………….and she won’t have a clue!” Paula anxiously replied, the thought of seeing Marc slide his big black dick up into her prim and proper neighbor exciting her.

“Naw ………………….ain’t as much fun when I’s rape a bitch that way!  I’s really enjoy it most when an innocent bitch like that is between a rock and a hard place ……………or a hard cock, heh, heh!  Now here’s the plan …………………..ya git her to go to the restroom with ya and I’ll drop a ‘roofie’ in her drink, along with something that’ll give her a mean hangover tomorrow morning!  Now this is an all or none deal ………….and if’n ya agree …………………I’s willing to give ya a full three month supply!” Marc advised.  Once Paula advised that she was in on the deal, Marc gave her the rest of the details.

Tipsy, blinking her eyes in an attempt to keep them from closing, Stephanie was grateful for her friend’s help up the stairs to her townhouse unit.  Once in her townhouse, Stephanie just wanted to fall face first onto her comfortable bed and crash for the rest of the night and sleep it off.  Holding onto the bedpost to steady herself, the room was beginning to spin as Paula unzipped her dress and was helping her out of it.

Stepping out of her heels, Stephanie then felt her friend undoing the clasp to her bra and then getting the straps down over her shoulders.  Raising her hands up in the air as instructed by her friend, Stephanie then felt the large jersey that she normally wore to bed being pulled down over her arms and over her head.  Once the jersey was draped down over her body, Stephanie felt her friend guiding her forward to the bed.  Eyelids heavy, everything spinning about her, she was soon out cold from the drinks and the potent drugs.

With the two of them frequently alone without their husbands, there had been no need to be too formal and they’d often drop in on each other for coffee, thus Paula had seen how Stephanie dressed for bed and vica versa.  When first seeing Stephanie in her #22 jersey, Paula learned the significance to the number was that it was her husband’s football jersey number in high school.

Paula chuckled in thinking back to that morning she had quipped “What a coincidence cause I also sleep in a jersey!  My number is based on all the high school players that I dated …………….just that my number with from the football jocks was always #69!”  And the puzzled look on Steph’s face had been just priceless as the meaning of #69 had obviously gone right over her head and confirmed by her asking “You mean every player you dated wore that same number?”

Brushing her hair, combing it out to be identical to Stephanie’s that night, Paula looked at the diamond ring and wedding band on her finger.  For the next few hours, she’d be wearing the very distinctive rings that normally adorned her innocent and pretty neighbor’s finger.  Also, having removed Stephanie’s anklet, Paula placed it around her right ankle before stepping into her neighbor’s yellow dress and heels.  As she was about to step out of the townhouse, Paula realized that she had nearly forgotten the other item that Marc had also wanted her to bring back ……………the Princess’s panties!

Twenty minutes later, after making the drive to Marc’s place, Paula walked in and smiled to see that everything had already been set-up.  Soon, she’d be getting her week’s supply of drugs to tide her over till she full ‘earned’ the three month supply that Marc had promised her.  Also, she’d be getting a much needed fuck and Marc was truly a well-endowed stud who knew how to use his equipment.  Paula just wished that she could convince Marc to give her that same deal as Howie, but if she could pull this off and get a three month supply free, then Howie ought to be out of the can and back in business by then.

‘Shit …………………I just can’t wait to put on this show ……………….and more so when I get to watch the prim and proper princess see it on tape!  I’d better remember that I’ll need to be and act like her, so damned prim and proper!  Maybe I should feign cringing at first and afraid to touch his cock, before I cut loose and beg him to fuck me like a bitch in heat!’ Paula thought as she chuckled to herself.  Then she figured ‘I better make sure that the camera zooms on this diamond ring when I’m shucking that black monster and then on the anklet when my legs are wrapped around his black ass!  Once that’s on tape, there’ll be no way she can put up the argument that it ain’t her!’

After being filled in on the plan, giving Marc info to have the cameraman zoom in on the anklet as well as the distinctive diamond ring, Paula was raring to go.  It first started with the camera focused on Marc as he greeted “Ahhh, my lovely Mrs. March ………come ………….come in ………………………I’m so glad to accepted my invitation to join me up in my suite!”  Then Paula would step into the scene, dressed in the same yellow print dress and heels that Stephanie had worn that evening, with her back to the camera as she would appear a bit nervous as she gingerly moved towards the muscular Marc.

With Marc’s arms going around her trim waist, Paula played the part perfectly, putting her arms on his forearms and panting out “No ……………….no …………………….I ………………………I can’t ……………………I can’t!”  With Marc bending down to plant his lips on hers, a deep passionate kiss then ensued as she now embraced her black lover.  And as planned, she then was being pushed to the knees before him and told “What do you want, Mrs. March?  Show me what you came up to my suite for!”  Slowly, feigning hesitancy, Paula then unzipped the front of his trousers and reached in with her left hand to fish out the prize.  And then came the part of the tape that had freaked out her prim and proper neighbor when she had adjusted the sound up, with Marc saying “Ya want it, don’t ya?  Take it out …………………grab on to it ………………..pull it on out!”

Once it was out and her fingers wrapped around the ebony cock, Paula had made sure to have the ring sparkling atop of her shucking hand for the zooming in portion.  With the camera zooming in on her distinctive diamond ring, that was when Marc exclaimed “Ah ……………yes ……………….that’s it, Mrs. March!  Pump it ………………….pump it ……………………..ahhhhhhhhh!  Now ………………………….put it in yer mouth ……………………….ahhhhhhh, yeah …………………that’s it ………………that’s itttttttttt ……………..ohhhh, yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!”

As the tape would then show Marc’s thick black fingers entwined in her long silky hair, pulling her head into his crotch as he face fucked her, Paula played it perfectly as she purposely gurgled like an innocent little bitch getting her first cock down her throat while using her right hand on his thigh to make it look as if she was trying to push him away.  “Grrrrrrrrllllll …………………….grrrlllllllllllllllll” she gurgled while Marc added to the effects by groaning “Suck it …………………….suck it bitch ……………………learn how to blow a guy!”

Though she would have loved eating all that creamy cum, Paula forced herself not to swallow and kept the spurting load in her mouth.  And then, with her mouth filled to the brim and Marc just about done, Paula pulled her mouth off the still spurting cock and grabbed the trashcan that had been strategically placed nearby placed for her to reach.  “Arggggggchhhhhhhhh ……………………argggggcccchhh …………………….. argggggcccchhh!” she retched again and again as the camera moved in to capture her at an angle so as not to have her face clearly visible and identifiable but where the focus would be all the cum that was spewing out of her pink lips and into the trashcan.

As she feigned being sick while clutching at her stomach while leaning over the trashcan, Marc moved in on cue and unhooked the back of her dress and began unzipping it.  With Stephanie wearing lacy white undergarments, no change had been necessary so the slight difference in style would sure go unnoticed by the frazzled beauty.  Dress undone, bra unhooked, the garments would fall to the floor when she was pulled up to her feet.  With the camcorder angled off from the back, Paula leaned her head back against Marc’s chest once his arms encircled her with hands cupping her bared breasts.

“Hmmm ………………….noooooooooo …………………I can’t ………………….I mustn’t ……………………ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!” Paula moaned for the sound effects as her voice was even similar to that of Stephanie’s and if not desired, the sound could be deleted for this scene.  She rolled her head from side to side, wanting the show the effects on her body from the thumbing of her stiff pinkies.  And then thumbs were being inserted into the waistband of her panties and the garment was fluttering down her trim white thighs to puddle around her heels.

As had been planned, the cameraman yelled out “Cut!”  Though Paula would loved to have continued right on and get herself a good fucking, she went over to join Marc for a drink and go over what erotic sex scenes would be taking place when they continued.  And it also gave Paula time to think and come up with a terrific suggestion, one that Marc just smiled widely and said definitely ……………….that of teaching the Prissy Princess what the number ‘69’ really meant!

About to get back and resume from where they had left off, Paula rushed over to her purse and retrieved the panties she had stripped off Steph, holding him up for Marc to see and exclaiming “Got the Princess’s little panties for you!”  Back into position, only now with Steph’s lacy white panties around her yellow heels, the action recommenced.  With Marc now guiding her to the bed, with the pair of panties purposely arranged to be caught around one heel purposely, Paula made sure to position herself just at the right angle so that she could not be identified as not being her prim and proper neighbor.

Peeling the panties off the heel, Marc held it up to his face and inhaled the sweet fragrance of the lovely beauty that he’d really be eating out soon!  “Ah, Mrs. March …………………..sweet ……………………..so fuck’n sweet!” he moaned for the camera.  Then, bringing his hand down, Marc wrapped the lacy garment around his jutting prong.  The soft silky garment caused his cock to lurch up in excitement and Marc shivered with pleasure as he gave his panty clad cock a few strokes.

From here it would be just fun and games for the devious and jealous Paula, lying there naked on the bed with only the pair of gold strap-on heels on, playing the part of prissy little Miss Goody-Goody who would soon appear to be getting her first sample of dark meat.  With the camera zooming in as Marc pushed her ankles up, spikes of her heels digging into the mattress, Paula was dying to see the look on Steph’s face when Marc’s thick wiggling tongue flicked up against her pink slit.

“Nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn …………………………………….nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn …………………………oooooooooooooooooooooh …………………..ngggggghhh ………………………nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn ………………………….oooooh …………………………..ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!” Paula let out, not needing to play-act any longer with the pleasure coursing throughout her body as Marc expertly ate her out.  Her initial placement of her left hand on the back of Marc’s kinky black hair was perfect, especially with the close-up of the very distinctive diamond ring and wedding band set on her finger.

Just the above scenes alone, with the volume turned up and with voices audible, had Paula’s distraught neighbor about go bonkers and lose it all.  Arm around the sobbing beauty, Paula comforted her, telling her “Don’t worry, Steph!  I’m here to help you ………………………and we’ll figure something out!”  And Paula indeed planned on helping her distraught neighbor, for it was part of the deal that she steered her innocent neighbor into the pimp’s clutches or she’d lose the three month drug supply.

“How …………………how could I let a man do that?  Why would a man want to do that …………………it …………………..it’s so filthy!” Paula heard her innocent neighbor exclaim.  Paula was just loving it all, pretending to comfort Steph while proceeding to break down all her barriers, wanting to sound a bit shocked in asking “Steph …………….you ……………..you mean …………………..you never blew a guy before ……………..or had a guy ‘eat’ out?”

Paula had to clench her teeth tightly to keep from busting out laughing as Steph sobbed and shook her head ‘no’ to her question.  ‘God ……………..where have you been, girl?  Well, Marc is sure gonna love hearing his cock will be first between those pure pink lips of yours and he’s gonna really love hearing you squeal when your twat gets eaten out for the very first time!’ Paula thought.  ‘Shit ……………….Marc’s already excited at the prospect of being the first to introduce you to some strange cock ………..make you want something more than what hubby’s got to offer!’ she snickered.

Arm around Steph, feeling her neighbor’s body trembling, Paula gritted her teeth for fear of laughing as her naïve neighbor groaned and shielded her eyes with her hands as Marc’s bloated cockhead was rubbing itself up and down the pink gash.  She felt Steph tremble once again when it was apparent what was taking place on the screen as indicated by the piecing scream “Aieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee ………………………aiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeee …………………………aieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!”

And then came the familiar voice of the man who had sat with them in the booth saying “This is what ya’ve been wanting all night long ………………………ain’t it, Mrs. March?  Six months ……………..………..huh, sweetie?  Nobody can blame ya …………….……six months is way too long to be without a man!  Ahhh, yeah, baby ……………………….oh, yeah ……………..gonna stretch ya out ………………nice and wide fer when hubby gits back in another week!”

Reaching up, Paula grasped Steph’s wrist to pull her shielding hand away, wanting the Prim and Proper Princess to see the big black cock pistoning in and out of the snug fit.  To her delight came Steph’s outcry “Ohhhh, God ………………oh, my Godddddddddd!  It’s awful ……………………..so awful!”  At this point, the screen showed trim sexy white legs crossing over Marc’s black butt with the familiar yellow heels crossing and locking together with the camera zooming in on the very distinctive anklet.

Feeling the hand clutching hers ever so tightly, Paula could feel her innocent neighbor tense each time the thick lengthy cock disappeared up into the snug enclosure.  And as Steph began sobbing in shame upon hearing the cries of ecstasy, Paula whispered “You don’t remember …………………….so don’t think about it ……………………..don’t think about the big black cock sliding in and out of you!  Oh, God ………………look ……………………look at all the cum he shot out ………………………..into you!  Steph ………………………..you ………………………you should have made him wear a rubber!”

With Steph sobbing uncontrollably and turning to her for comfort, Paula hit the ‘pause’ button, not wanting the innocent little bitch to miss the upcoming scene.  “I ………….I can’t ………………….I just can’t …………………watch any more ………………it ………………..it’s too disgusting!” she heard Steph pant out.  Stroking Steph’s sobbing back, Paula advised “You’ve got to be brave, Steph …………………….see everything ………………….know everything that ……………….you did that night!”

Once Steph had calmed down and looked back at the screen, Paula hit the ‘pause’ button once again to pick up from where it had stopped, with cum oozing out of her well-fucked pussy.  What was to come on next was a scene she and Marc had performed a half-hour later, the highlight of it all that would have the Prissy Princess freaked out of her mind.  She and Marc had saved this sex scene for the end of the tape, one that Paula was certain would really freak out the little bitch and she was just itching to needle the pure and innocent little bitch.

With Steph’s jaw dropping and eyes as wide as saucers, Paula purposely stammered in asking “Steph ……………….I ……………….I …………………..you ……………you acted as if you didn’t know what I was talking about when I mentioned ‘69’ …………………but ………………look …………….look at you two going at it!”  In the scene they were now watching, Marc had been lying on his back with his boner jutting straight up in the air, and then the hot little slut in yellow heels was crawling up over Marc’s head.  And then she had gone done on him, gobbling his cock up while rubbing her hot slutty pussy over his wide open mouth.

‘God ………………….so that’s what she meant by ‘69’!  My, God …………………it’s like I couldn’t get enough of …………………..his …………………filthy ‘thing’ into my mouth!  And ………………….the way I’m rubbing myself over his face …………………no one will ever believe I’m not enjoying myself doing that ………………………that awful sex act!’ Stephanie thought in watching the hot erotic scene, reaching up to touch the bottom of her throat where the lengthy cock surely had reached.

Finally the flick came to an end, with the credits making things even worse as it showed ‘Stephanie March as Herself’ with the film being directed and produced by Marc Slade Productions.  That was when Paula reached into the padded envelope that had contained the incriminating tape, pulling out the small envelope that had purposely been folded and placed at the bottom of the envelope.  “Look, Steph ………………..there’s an envelope her for you!” Paula announced.

With Steph too frazzled to open the envelope, Paula got the pleasure of doing it for her and announcing “Steph …………………did you agree to perform in that film???  Sign a contract to perform in the film?”  With Steph’s horrified look, Paula continued “Because there’s a check here for you for a thousand dollars ……………from Marc Slade Productions!  And the note reads ‘For my hot new star!  Added in a bonus of $200 to the agreed price for your fabulous performance!  Call me when you’re ready to shoot another flick!  Love, Marc!’  He enclosed a business card for you!”
 
“I ………………….I ……………………I don’t ……………………I can’t remember anything ……………………..other than feeling woozy at the nightclub!  Everything is just blank beyond that point!” Paula was advised.  Stifling her triumphant grin, Paula continued “This ……………..……….looks bad!  For him to be so upfront about it ………………sending you a check for performing in the video …………………….he must have gotten you to sign some kind of release ……………………..to use your name ………………….and you to be filmed!”

“Steph …………………..you’ve got to call him!  Somehow get him not to release the film!  At the very least ………………….you’ve got to have him agree not to use your real name on the video …………………….to alter the credits at the end!  And the title ……………….maybe get him to change your name in it!” Paula advised her distraught and panicked neighbor.  With Steph nodding in agreement with her suggestions, Paula felt assured now that the plan was unfolding perfectly and that she would soon be getting her three month supply.
 
As expected, Stephanie was so shaky and couldn’t stop sobbing, thus Paula made the suggestion “Would you like for me to call him and find out what I can?”  With the nodding approval coming as expected, Paula picked up the business card and dialed the number.  “Hello ………………..Marc ………………………this is Paula!  I’m calling for Stephanie!” Paula said loudly as she and Marc played out the charade.  “Stephanie March ………………………that’s who …………………..the gal you obviously duped into making that X-rated porno film!  Bastard!” she added, acting fumed at that point.

Pretending to listen for a bit, Paula then spoke “But ……………..but ……………my, God ………………….don’t you have a conscience?  At least have the decency of not using her real name ……………………make up a stage name!”  More listening by Paula before she continued “Look, she’s willing to tear up the check ……………….just don’t distribute that film!  C’mon ……………………you know she’s married ……………a respectable woman in the community …………………it’ll destroy her ………….her job ………………….everything!”

More listening, then Paula added “Hello …………………hello!” before looking at Steph and told her “He hung up!”  With Steph putting her face in her hands and sobbing even more, Paula went over to comfort her, telling her “He says you signed a contract allowing him to film you and to use your ‘real’ name on the credits!  Says you had told him how you’ve always fantasized about being in racy type movie ……………………..that you were only too willing to perform what was on the tape!”

“But at least he indicated that he’s willing to discuss it further before he hung up on me!  He told me that he’d only discuss it with you directly …………………this Friday night ………………..10 p.m. …………….at the address on the business card!” Paula advised.  “You’ve got to do it, Steph ………………..it’s the only way out!  Take the check with you and give it back to him ………………..do whatever it takes to make a deal and that the film not be distributed!” she added.

“But ……………………but what if ………………………if he wants me to have sex with him again?  God …………………….I’ll just die!” came the distraught wife’s reply to Paula’s advice.  “Well, honey …………………..on the phone, he did indicate that he wanted you again ……………………says it was the best sex he’d ever had!  But I’ve got an idea ………………………tell him you’ll make him feel good ………………..by using your hand on him!  It’ll give him what he wants ………………………and there’ll be no sex involved!” Paula advised.

“You ………………you think he’ll be satisfied?” came the logical question to which Paula responded “You have to at least try, Steph ………………………maybe it’ll work!  If not ……………………….well ………………………see if you can bring yourself to doing what he wants!  You can’t let that film get distributed …………………or at least do what it takes to have your name changed ……………………convince him to use a phony stage name in place of your real one!”

Over the next few days, Stephanie was just a mess, barely able to get through the work day.  She was thankful for having Paula coming over to keep her company each night, helping to console her in her crisis, and severing as her drinking companion.  Instead of just the one glass of wine that she’d normally have at most, two to three glasses were consumed to numb her mind and body

Each time she and her seemingly helpful neighbor discussed what was absolutely needed, that of having her name removed from the credits of the film and hopefully having Marc agree not to distribute the tape.  But the suggestions from her friend made Steph’s skin crawl, especially how she should go about it if Marc was demanding physical satisfaction to agree the film credits and distribution.  She prayed that by giving him back that check for a thousand dollars would suffice, then all those sex acts performed on the film would have been enjoyable for him and not cost him any money.

‘He’s obviously turned on by the fact that you’re married, especially by the way he had the cameraman zooming in on your wedding rings!  Use your left hand ………………let him see the sparkle of your diamond ………………………when you jerk him off!  Start off by putting your left hand on his ‘leg’ if you know what I mean, let him get turned on in seeing your wedding ring ………………….that’ll turn him on!  Once you get ‘it’ out ……………………..fist him till he pops!’ were the suggestions that had Stephanie cringing in disgust.

By the appointed time on Friday night, Stephanie had downed three quick glasses of wine and was too shaky to drive, causing her good friend Paula to volunteer driving her to the studio.  “You have your cellphone, so call me and I’ll be there in ten minutes!  Here, take this ………………….here’s some water to take it with!” Paula advised.  When asked what it was, Paula replied “Something that’ll numb your senses …………………help you get through this!”  In actuality, the pill was the equivalent to a potent dose of ‘Spanish Fly’ and would certainly lessen her revulsion to perform vile sex acts.

Not wanting to be late, Stephanie nervously entered the front entrance to what appeared to be the reception area.  Observing a gal serving as the receptionist behind the desk, Stephanie approached and advised “I ………………I have an appointment with Mr. Slade at 10!”  “Name?” came the response, to which she replied “Stephanie March!”  Then the secretary pressed the intercom to announce “A Stephanie March is here to see you!”

“We’re running a bit behind schedule tonight, honey!  Have a seat in the waiting room and I’ll call you in a bit!” the receptionist advised while pointing to the separate waiting room that was a bit off to the side.  Stephanie nearly gasped out loud in seeing men seated about the room, five of them, all appearing to be waiting their appointment.  Wanting to run out of there, Steph steeled herself and found herself a seat.

Clutching her fingers together tightly, trying not to show her nervousness, Stephanie let her eyes wander to each man.  She wondered what the five men were there for: a Mexican in his 40’s; a white male in his 50’s; a black in his 50’s; a pudgy Asian in his 40’s; and another white male, an elderly man who reminder her of her grandfather.  With her eyes on the elderly gent, a shiver went through Stephanie’s body when the fellow smiled and nodded at her, causing her to force a return smile before turning away in embarrassment.  Moments later, a gal appeared and announced “Okay, guys ……………….time for your audition!  Here’s the deal ……………….once inside, you drop your pants …………Mr. Slade wants me to look for guys who can get a solid boner up within five minutes!”

With the men out of the room, having followed the gal through the door leading to the back, Stephanie thought of the elderly gent, wondering ‘My, God …………………he looks old enough to be my grandfather!  Can he even get it up at his age?’  In reality, those five men were not there to audition for a job as a male porn star, but were in fact Marc Slade’s best paying customers as he’d made the arrangements to get them the kind of gal they desired.

Those male customers had arrived two hours earlier, greeted by the two gals who were really hookers who had serviced them before, and their host Marc.  They’d been partying, drinking and grabbing ass with the girls, shown the flick ‘Sweet Stephanie’s Seduction’, before heading to the waiting room to await the ‘starlet’ of the night.  Advised of a look alike of Stephanie having played the part, they’d be given the treat of seeing the innocent young wife up close before she was really debauched by Marc, something they’d get to see through a two-way mirror.  And then, they’d get to be her first paying ‘johns’!

A bit later, hearing a buzzer, Stephanie looked over to see the receptionist pick up the phone.  Then the receptionist got up to walked over towards her.  Stephanie swallowed nervously as she was then advised “Okay, honey ………………………Marc will see you now!  Jeez, did you see that old geezer ……………………………I just heard that he outperformed all the other guys ………………………..you must have turned him on cause I was told that he had a raging hardon going back there!”  Hearing that, Stephanie shuddered and blushed, turning a beet red as she followed the receptionist into the back.

Meeting the frightened young woman in a rather tiny office-like setting, Marc was handed back the check, as she told him “I ………………..I just can’t accept money for doing something ……………….something like ‘that’!”  “Ah, sweetie ………………I know ya really enjoyed it ………………………ya earned it ……………………..I make the money back and more ………………………when the video hits the market!” he advised, turning the tables on her.

The frazzled young wife blurted out the reason for her returning the check, pleading her case for him to not distribute the video, at the minimum taking her real name off the film.  Then Marc stood up, telling her “Why don’t we discuss this further ……………….where it’s more comfortable ……………………..have a glass of wine!”  And then he was leading the succulent beauty into a room that only contained a large oval bed with a large mirrored wall that made the room appear even larger.

Patting the bed to his right side as he sat down facing the mirrored wall, Marc could see the lovely beauty trembling as she gingerly sat down more than a foot away from him.  As he told her he couldn’t understand why she was having regrets now as she had ‘gone absolutely wild and gave me the best sex I’ve ever had!’  Marc knew that his customers and the gals behind the mirrored wall, along with Paula who had joined them, were enjoying this scene thoroughly.  Everything had been caught on tape from the many hidden cameras from the second the lovely bitch walked in the door.  Everything was being filmed: her talking to the ‘receptionist’; eyeing up all the horny studs in the waiting room; his small office; and now in the bedroom.

Knowing what Paula had prepared her innocent neighbor for this meeting, Marc reached out to grasp her trembling hand as he slid over closer to the frightened young beauty.  This was absolutely the best set-up he’d ever finagled and now this innocent young wife was in his clutches and he’d have the honor of introducing the faithful beauty to her first man since giving her marriage vows to her husband.  And all the guys would get a thrill of seeing him place her reluctant left hand down on his pants, right atop of his thick bulge.

Behind the two-way mirror, the two hookers were playing cocktail hostesses in getting the guys their favorite drinks from the nearby bar.  And they all were intently watching as Marc had unzipped his pants and was now pulling the cringing beauty’s reluctant hand up and into the opening as he told her “Go on …………………….……go on, Mrs. March ……….reach in and take it out!  Take it out and make me feel good ……………….and maybe we can work out a deal!”  Paula smiled as she reached over to help the old grey haired geezer get his pant’s zipper undone, a rather difficult task due to his cock tenting the front of his pants.

By now, the potent drug that she had taken earlier was coursing throughout her petite body, indeed working to numbing her mind at the thought of doing such a horrid thing.  But the drug was also working in quite another way, putting her into heat as she began to rub her thighs together to quench that awful need between her legs.  Having abstained from sex for six months was just too much, as her mind tried to rationalize her feelings, all while she began fisting the ever-growing black penis in her tiny fist.

Now, not able to put up any resistance, Stephanie found herself being edged off the bed and being made to kneel before the man that she was handling.  And as could be seen from being the mirrored wall, Steph was now doing something she’d never done to her own husband, that of reaching up with her other hand to palm the swollen nuts.  Handling them, squeezing and rolling them in the palm of her hand, she had to wonder just how much thick filthy semen was contained in the walnut-sized testicles.

“C’mon, Mrs. March ………………………give it a little kiss with yer purty pink lips ……………………………..kiss it sweetie!” she was told from above while staring at the pulsating monster, continuing to pump at the sticky tube of flesh while rolling the big black balls in the palm of her hand.  Though her mind was still somewhat horrified at the filthy suggestion, the hand behind her head was now urging to her to come forward a bit in order to give it a kiss.

Shivering as her soft pink lips were being pressed up against the thick bloated cockhead, Stephanie felt a wicked urge course through her body, something that she had never done for her own husband although he had tried to get her to do such a filthy thing.  And that filthy thing was to touch it with her tongue, tease and excite it in that manner.  Though the film showed that she had indeed done such a vile deed, she could not consciously remember that night but now she was fully aware of what she was doing.

Differing from the blackmailing set-up video, where the view was from the back while on her knees with the back of her head bobbing up and down upon the thick black cock, she had been position for the main camera to capture her beautiful face with pink lips sliding up and down upon Marc’s long ebony tube of flesh.  And now it surely could not be denied that it was she being filmed, with her face clearly visible while the man fucking her face exclaiming “Ahhh, Mrs. March ………………….ahhh, yeah ……………yeah ……………………..oh, baby ……………………………you’re a fuck’n pro at this!”

Face clearly recognizable, along with her very distinctive diamond ring and wedding band setting sparkling atop of the ebony cock, Stephanie was indeed performing her very first blowjob with enthusiasm.  Pulling back, she proceeded to flick her tongue rapidly over the flaring cockhead, then allowed herself to be pulled back down to deepthroat the lengthy cock.  And then Marc was speeding up the face fuck, burying the thick cock down her throat, her belly suddenly feeling the heat of his semen before it was pulled back to fill her mouth with the hot creamy jizz.

Other than catching some leaking jizz into her hand, with some dripping down onto the front of her pink dress, Stephanie quivered as she thought ‘My, God …………….what a slut I’ve turned into ……………………..I swallowed nearly all of it ………………..so unladylike ……………………..so different from when I threw it all up on the video!’  Belly a bit queasy, she clutched it with her hands and swallowed to keep it all down.  Though mentally ashamed at what she had just done, deep down Stephanie felt rather weird.  Instead of being totally disgusted at having a man use her in such a way, she felt proud of her vile accomplishment.

Standing while Marc Slade was undoing the back of her dress as he had done in the video, Stephanie swallowed nervously and wondered if the next scene would be identical to what had played out on the video.  Squeezing her thighs together, Stephanie then realized that the crotch of her panties was sopping wet.  Obviously, she unconsciously had been juicing from the time she had been stroking his cock and even more so while down on her knees with his cock in her mouth.

‘I wish I could remember how it felt ………………it must feel good the way I was squirming about on the video!’ Steph told herself as she got up onto the bed wearing just her white heels.  Inhibitions dissolved by the potent drug in her system, she did not realize what a show she was putting on for the viewers behind the mirrored wall as she dug her spiked heels into the bed and spread her legs wide to show the love juices oozing out of her pink slit.

“Oooooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ……………………………ohhhhhhhhhhhhh ……………………ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ……………………………….ahhh ………………..ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh …………………….Goddddddddddddddddddd ………………oh, Godddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddd!” Steph screeched out in pleasure as Marc clamped his mouth on her sex and tongued her to a very quick mind-shattering orgasm.  Withering about the bed, both hands at the head between her legs, she arched up as her fingers clutched the kinky hair.

Though she had climaxed from being eaten out and Marc’s expert tonguing, Steph was desperately rubbing her thighs together as the heat deep in her cunny was now driving her crazy.  Seeing the long black dick hanging down between Marc’s muscular thighs, Steph knew that was what would be need to quell that now nagging itch.  “Please ……………I …………………please …………………….ooooohhhhhhhhhh, please ……………….I ………………….I need it so badly!” she panted out, reaching down with her right hand to rub at her ultra-sensitive clit.

With the bed sinking and Marc moving up to hover over her, Steph desperately reached out with her left hand to once again grasp the dark stick meat and guided it up to her horny snatch.  Just as she removed right hand to rub the blunted cockhead along her juicing gash, with his large hands grasping her trim hips, the consequences of mating at this time came rushing to her mind.  Now, with two hands grasping at the menacing stem, she panted out “Wait …………….wait …………………..you ………………….you need to put on a condom!  I …………..I’m off the pill ………………this is not the right time ………………………pleaseeeee!”

With her hands tightly grasping the foot long cock, pushing it away from her entrance, Stephanie panted in heat as she heard him advise “Ah, sorry, Mrs. March ………I’s …………………..ain’t got none!  Guess we’re gonna have to quit right here, huh, sweetie?”  A long pause ensued, with both participants seemingly freezing in motion, with the long bloated black cockstem right up against the entrance to the juicy pink slit.

And then, the petite ivory hands keeping the ebony shaft at bay were now pulling at the thick stem as the young wife arched her hips up to it.  With the dire need for relief driving her insane, Steph panted out “Please ………………….please ………………………put it in …………………………put it in meeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!  God ……………………please …………………….fuck me …………………………….fuck meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee …………………………fuck meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!”

“Aieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee ………………………………oh, Godddddddddd ……………………..it’s too big ………………………it’s too biggggggggggggggggggg ……………………oh, God ………………….it hurtssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss …………………….aahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!” Steph screamed and hollered out in pain as Marc brutally shoved his mammoth cock up into her ever-so-tight pussy.  “Stop …………………….oh, God, stopppppppp ………………….I can’t take it …………………………….I can’t take itttttttttttttttttttttt …………................ohhh …………….ooooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!” she screamed as the thick length skewered deep into her tight little cunny.

From behind the mirrored wall, all the viewers had their jaws dropping in awe as it seemed as if the thick black shaft just would not fit itself into the young screaming wife who obviously was not prepared for such a monstrous cock.  And what a contrast it was being displayed before them, with the ebony shaft skewering itself up into the petite ivory body of the faithful young wife.  The view of such a big monstrous cock vs. petite young beauty, accompanied by her shrieks of excruciating pain, made it quite obvious that the young wife had never experience such a fuck session before.

 What a fuck session it was for the avid viewers, watching intently as the once faithful young wife wrapped her petite ivory arms and legs around her muscular black lover, begging him to keep fucking her as well as to fuck her deeper.  With arms tightly clutched around Marc’s thick neck, heels crossed and ankles locked, they all knew that there was no way this fuck would end without the young innocent wife being inseminated with the black stud’s hot and very potent sperm.

“Ummmmmmmmmmmm ………………………..ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmm ………………………yes ……………………..oh, yesssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss ………………………..deeper ……………………deeperrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr ………………..fuck me …………………….fuck meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee ………………………..yesssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss!” came the beauty’s cries as she got the fucking of her young life.

With the sex-crazed beauty clutching at him for dear life as she shuddered in an explosive climax, Marc knew that there was no way in hell that she’d want him to pull out before cumming in her.  And he played it to the hilt, announcing “Sweetie …………….sweetie ………………………..gonna cum soon …………………………gotta pull out, Mrs. March …………………………or I’s gonna cum in ya!”  To his delight, it worked perfectly as she clutched at him even tighter, telling him “No ………………….no ………………………..don’t ………………………..don’t take it out!”

The viewers were treated to the uncontrolled passions of the thrashing bodies that twitched in spasms that gave evidence to a wild frenzied mating, both convulsing at the same instant to signal their mutual climaxes with the muscular black male emptying his hot sticky seed into the once faithful wife of some punk whiteboy.  Slowly, ever so slowly, the mating couple parted with the still lengthy but now drooping black tube of flesh easing itself out of the now red female gash.  And immediately following the removal of the ebony cock oozed a continuous flow of the gooey seed.

But for Steph, the most satisfying fuck by the black stud was just a temporary fix as her cunny was once again feeling agitated, wanting to feel that sensation once again.  Rubbing her thighs once again to ease the need, but she desperately need something else ………………….a man’s cock!  Panting in heat, Steph reached down between her legs, using her fingers to rub her clit once again as that brought some relieve but she knew what she wanted ……………..a man, any man at this point!

Blinking her eyes, trying to make sense of things, Steph then realized that another man had come into the room and was gazing down upon her withering body while getting his shirt unbuttoned.  A bit hazy from the drug and frenzied lovemaking, Steph realized that she had seen this Caucasian man before, this elderly man who so much reminded her of her own grandfather.  And apparently he had a granddaughter whom she resembled as he commented “Oh, Kimmie ……………………..don’t you fret none ……………….your Grandpa knows how to take care of you!”

With the old geezer now between her widespread legs and hovering above her, Steph closed her eyes and the image of her own grandfather formed in her mind.  She didn’t care if this man resembled her grandfather, nor that this vile bastard was pretending to fuck his own granddaughter, Steph just wanted his cock fucking in and out of her hot little cunt.  Reaching down between them, she grasped his rigid cock and guided him to her gash, encouraging him now with “Grandpa …………………….please ………..please help me put out that fire ………………………..fuck me please, Grandpa!”

Having a sweet little thing beneath him, a young beauty who so-much looked like his lovely granddaughter, the old geezer was certainly putting on quite a show for the younger guys and gals behind the mirrored wall.  And the hot little bitch was obviously enjoying having his old cock up her horny snatch as she clutched tightly at him, her arms and legs wrapped around him while screaming out “Oh, yes …………………….yes, Grandpa ………………………fuck me …………………yes, yes, deeper ……………..oh, God ……………………..I’m cumming …………………..I’m cumming …………………………cum in me, Grandpaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!”

Next up was the pudgy Asian guy, followed by the other black, and so on throughout the night.  Steph was beyond caring who it was, so long as the guy could get it up and in her for a good fucking.  But the grimy Mexican bastard would be one she would always remember, for it was only once in a lifetime for a woman ……………………up on all fours to have her virgin ass brutally sodomized without any lubrication or warning!  And once each guy had his turn at her, it was the gangbang time.

The next morning, after getting out of the shower that was adjacent to the bedroom, Steph was surprised to see her friend Paula there and learned that Marc had apparently called her friend to pick her up and give her a ride back home.  Sniffling back the tears, Steph sobbed “Oh, Paula ………….I …………………….I don’t know what came over me ……………………………..it …………………..it went far beyond me just doing it by hand!”

So shaken at what had taken place during the night, especially her wild and wanton behavior, Steph had forgotten the reason why she had ended up going there in the first place.  All she wanted to do was to get home and throw herself down onto the bed and cry herself to sleep.  But there was so much to do ……………………before John got home later that night from his stint overseas!  She was relieved when Paula advised her that Marc was so impressed with her that he had not only agreed to change the credits and title, but that it’d be just in his personal collection and not for distribution.

But little did Stephanie know that last night’s episode of her performance had been captured on film and be Marc’s bargaining chip for her to do tricks for all the ‘john’s’ he’d be lining up for her when hubby was out of town.  And already, the dibs for her services on her debut had already been contracted out for, one that only high classed hookers were treated to – elegantly dressed and wearing heels for an expensive dinner and night out with her ‘john’.  Old ‘Grandpa’ had been so taken by her resemblance of his granddaughter that he wanted just had to have her again, taking her out for dinner and spending he entire night together.
 

End of Story.