The Girl on the Video, Parts I - III - Sex Stories

The Girl on the Video, Parts I - III

... across her back, and then her stomach when she turned around to kiss me.

Finally.

Jesse and I lay entwined on the couch for several minutes. I glanced over at Megan who was smiling and looking at us.

“I’m really glad you two finally connected,” she said, smiling. “If you didn’t either see a therapist or fuck, I was afraid one of you was going to have an aneurysm. I love you both to death, so it was tough to watch.”

“Thank you Megan,” I said. “Without your help we probably would never have made it to this point.”

“Yes, definitely, thank you,” Jesse echoed, then gestured Megan over and the three of us shared a long embrace and kiss.

“So where does that leave us?” Jesse asked when we were through.

“What do you mean?” Megan asked.

“Oh, don’t be so coy,” Jesse said, reaching over and playfully slapping Megan’s ass. “You know what I mean. You have been angling for a three-way relationship for months.”

For the first time, Megan actually seemed a little embarrassed. She blushed, then nodded.

“Yeah, I guess I have,” she said, then peeked up at us with one eye through her disarrayed hair. “Did I succeed?”

I laughed. “I think at least we are willing to give it a try, a trial run.”

Megan smiled. “Awesome, thanks. I really do love you guys.”

“And we love you too,” Jesse said.

“Thank you,” Megan said. “Have you guys considered talking to your mom about what happened, and about your relationship, and how Brenda was the girl on the video.”

“No,” ...

... I said. “We have no evidence to back it up, and our mother already hates us enough for now without us risking her finding out about our dalliance.”

“Do you have a copy of the security video they used to convict you?” Megan asked.

“I kept a copy of just about everything from the trial,” Jesse said. “So yes. The police looked at it cursorily but didn’t go too deep into it. They figured they knew who the girl was, so they didn’t do much in the way of analysis.”

“Any chance you can let me take a look at the video?” Megan asked. “And do you happen to know the name your aunt goes by on her webcam shows and OnlyFans?”

“Yes and yes,” Jesse said. She fired up her laptop and in a minute said “It’s in your inbox. The attachment is the video clip and the OF/Insta/camgirl name is in the body of the email.”

Megan flipped on her laptop.

“Toxic-Whore-Brenda-MILF...wow...well I guess she got her name right. Okay, let me study the video, then maybe we can convene at my place tomorrow night for dinner and a strategy session?”

“Sure,” I said. Jesse nodded.

“I need to get home and get some sleep, and you should to,” Megan said, looking at me. “That client tomorrow afternoon has upped the ante. This could be a seven or eight figure deal. The CIO is going to attend, so we need to be on the ball. If you want to sleep in tomorrow, that’s fine, just be there by 11 or so and be ready to rock. Got it?”

“Sure thing, boss,” I said.

The next day I got to work a little after 10 ...