The Challenge 2: Voyeurism Games - Sex Stories

The Challenge 2: Voyeurism Games

... sipped from it, slightly wincing from his first taste of an alcoholic beverage. Nicole chuckled and downed the rest of the glass in a few large gulps. Filling it up again, this time sipping on it slower, she sat in Vernon’s lap; her nearly bare butt resting comfortably on his thighs. Time passed, along with another glass of wine for Nicole, and a few sips for Vernon. He had no idea what was going on, but was glad to have this wonderful woman in his lap. The reasoning for them being in the hot tub would be revealed soon. After a few more sips of wine, a few more brief smiles and glances to one another, and a few more quiet moments Nicole stood. Vernon looked into her eyes; Nicole looked down to his. Standing in the middle of the hot tub, she reached around to her back, unclasped her bikini top and let it fall into the water. Not taking her eyes off Vernon’s shock filled, widened eyes, she bent down and removed her bikini bottom, pulling it off her toes and letting it drift in the bubbling hot water. She stood before Vernon, nude, all for him to admire. He was speechless and unable to look away from this perfect hourglass figure that stood before him. Before he could ask why or what was happening, Nicole slowly made her way to him, sitting on his lap once more. After a few minutes of more awkwardness, she took a few more sips of wine and spoke up, “I know about everything Vernie. I know about the things Bob asked you to do and I know about the money he paid you to do them.” ...

... Vernon’s mouth dropped, unable to respond. His mother continued, looking down into the bubbling water, “He told me everything.” Vernon’s heart rate increased, he felt anger building up inside, he felt like running away. He was looking down to his lap. His mother’s thick, juicy thighs were on top of it, but he wasn’t looking at them as his eyes were darting about, thinking a 1000 things in a few seconds. He couldn’t lie his way out of this. Then it hit him and his darting eyes stopped. His mother was caressing the back of his neck with her fingers. She was sitting on his lap, naked in a hot tub, caressing the back of his neck. He closed his eyes, the panic fading just slightly. He felt a finger on his chin. Nicole gently brought her son’s face up to meet her gaze. “It’s ok. It’s ok,” Nicole softly said. “I’m sorry, I’m so sorry, it got carried away and all that money he – ” Vernon pleaded, the panic returning to his voice. “I said it’s ok, Vernie,” She reassured him, interrupting his babbling. “I don’t understand,” Vernon said, attempting to maintain his composure. “Bob filmed everything. He said he’s placed cameras all over the place; his house, the magazine head quarters, other businesses he’s run in the past. He’s a pervert. He had a camera hidden in his office, on the bookshelf next to his desk and he filmed his interactions with you. He showed me the footage. I saw how he manipulated you using information about me and our financial status.” Nicole explained, her voice ...