There Can Be Only One (Part 17) - Sex Stories

There Can Be Only One (Part 17)

There Can Be Only One Ch. 17

As Ross lay on his bed his mind was mulling over the plans that he had set in motion the previous evening. He knew that if things did not work out as he had hoped, his life would be over. He smiled, perhaps a little over dramatic, but his life could well be made most uncomfortable for him.

As he flicked through the pictures on his phone, his cock stirred slightly. He smiled at the reflected image of a completely naked woman taken in a bathroom mirror , no mistaking who it was in the photo. The previous picture, a headless body showing a pair of smallish tits and a neatly trimmed bush, a slightly bigger triangle of hair than his elder sister’s pubic patch, his smile grew on flicking back to the full face of the first picture, that of his French teacher.

He was rather pleased on how he managed to trick Adele into taking and posting the pictures, each one progressively incriminating.

He had placed another ‘free’ sim card in an old phone, and in just two messages sent to , he had her fooled into her believing that Susie wished the French Mistress to use the new phone as this one was more private and no body new she had it.

The following dozen or so text messages exchanged between them, Ross had set up a meeting on the pretext that Susan was interested in meeting Adele. The nature of the texts, and with the exchange of some pictures, there was no mistaking the meeting was going to be a sexual one. The meeting was arranged at his house ...

... at 11 the next day, Saturday morning.

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His mum and dad had left before he had woken up this morning. He smiled once again at the number of times last night his mum had come into his room pleading with him not to do anything with his eldest sister, pleas that fell on deaf ears.

His mum knew that anything she said was going to be ignored especially after Ross took out his cock and instructed her to drop to her knees, an order she only momentarily hesitated acting on. She seemed to be all the more aroused with both her husband or eldest daughter still in the house.

He had surprised his mother as she packed the previous night when he walked into her bedroom and rummaged through their weekend case. He found the three pairs of panties and threw them on the floor landing near the waste bin, ignoring his mother’s requests to allow her to wear them at the wedding. He also discarded the brand new unopened packet containing three pairs of tights.

“No panties, and definitely no tights, ohh and perhaps you should check your cunt is cleanly shaven, you never know “. , were his only words he spoke before leaving the room as quickly and as quietly as he had entered.

Susie sat at her dressing table just putting the finishing touches to her make up. She looked at the reflection in the mirror. The white robe open exposing the white undergarment that Nasty had insisted that she wore whilst in doors today. She smiled at the way it accented ...