(This is the asked for third installment. The original idea came from Vixenmilf and thanks to Magicalhands for reading it for me. If you haven't read the first two parts yet, it may help to where we are now.)
As Megan was finishing getting ready for school, she saw the black scrapbook on the bed next to her. The scrapbook contained the semen covered breasts of a number of girls from school that Gerald had taken advantage of. Even though it was only one night since Gerald took her picture and took her ass along with it, Megan was still pondering how to get Gerald again. Megan had a hard time sleeping without remembering the way he dominated her into the precarious position in the first place. She also enjoyed the way she surprised him by taking him inside her before her parents arrived home. She started absent-mindedly rubbing her pussy inside her jeans before she heard her mother.
"Megan, you have a visitor," she yelled up the stairs. Megan started to wonder who was visiting her before school until she reached the bottom of the stairs. There at the door was Gerald standing there. His short cropped black hair looked like there was gel in it to put it spikier. His black framed glasses almost seemed invisible against his face and the brown eyes stared at her almost like he was seeing the things behind her. He wore a blue polo shirt with khaki pants accentuated by a dark brown leather belt. If anything, Megan surmised that he dressed more preppy since he was coming to see her.
"Ready yet?" he asked as Megan took the hint to play along.
"I'm driving, right?" she responded attempting to gain control. Gerald's expression changed again.
"Sure," he answered. Megan smiled before running back upstairs. She knew that Gerald's car was a small compact that was not as nice to look at as her Volkswagen bug. If anything, the sight of Gerald getting out of a pink bug would diminish his dominance a bit which was what Megan was counting on. As she reached her room, she took the scrapbook she left on the bed and slipped it inside her panty drawer just in case. She then grabbed her backpack and ran downstairs.
"Bye, Mom," she yelled as the door closed behind her and she saw Gerald leaning against her car. His look was more serious as he spoke.
"Okay, slut, I know you have my book. Where is it?" He attempted to put up an extremely serious look on his face before Megan spoke up.
"Look, Geek boy, your book is safe. No one will see it as long as you help me with my Trig this afternoon. It's only two days left until the quiz and you're going to help me pass. Once I pass my quiz, you'll get back your precious book. Until then as consolation, you can have me whenever and wherever you want. Think of it, Gerald, you get your own personal cheerleader slut for a few days. Think you can handle it?" She accentuated the last line by getting really close and whispering it into his ear while her chest pressed against his.
Gerald could already feel his self control slipping. He intended to drive over and simply grab the book before school so that he could ensure its secrecy. He already discounted the previous night's activities as a fluke and an empty promise that Megan had no intention of thinking. As he felt her hot breath along his ear, his cock began to swell in response before Megan's thigh rubbed against it more. Megan picked up on it.
"For instance, your cheerleader slut could suck your cock dry before you go to school with an embarrassing hard-on if you commanded her to. I'd even ride in your car if it makes you happy, Master," she whispered as her thigh went up and down his. She was starting to get turned on with the thought of driving the geek crazy and she could even remember how his cum tasted when she sucked him the night before.
