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I spent all my time in the office now, watching Kate and Ethan on the TV monitors, or working on a plan to break them up. At first I found it hard to watch Kate play like she was Ethan's wife, like cleaning the house, cooking him dinner, and fucking him at night. It got easier if I thought of her as non-Kate, the Mr. Hyde to my real Kate's Dr. Jekyll.
I decided to continue with full force with my plan of having Kate believe that Ethan was cheating on her. The fake phone calls stopped working, Kate trusted him when he said he had no idea who the girl calling him was. I needed to be more devious.
The first step was that I needed to find out more about who Ethan Kelly was so I could find his weaknesses. A search on the internet gave me his basic info which I already knew. I was hoping that he was some sort of convict back in Scotland, but there was no luck there. On paper he was so squeaky clean, it was unbelievable. The man didn't even have a parking ticket on his record. After watching several hours of him at home with Kate, the only thing that he seemed to do wrong was to occasionally drink out of the milk cartoon. No one could be this perfect, I thought.
"Ethan stop," I heard Kate say in one of the TV monitors. I turned around to see what was going on.
Kate was in the bathroom putting on her makeup in front of the mirror. She was dressed up sexily in a tight red dress that dipped low in the front and rode 4 inches above her knee. It was the hottest I had ever seen her look. Ethan had come up behind her and was now squeezing her breasts.
Christ, I couldn't believe that they were at it again. From my count they had sex at least three times a day, every day. Fucking bastard couldn't keep his hands of her.
"You promised me a night out and if I don't finish we're going to be late," she told him as she applied a blood red lipstick
"Just a quickie Kate. You look so damn sexy I just can't help myself," he told her.
"It won't be a quickie if I have to do my hair and make up again," she countered.
"How about if I promise not to mess them up?" he said, kissing her bare shoulder. "Your dress even won't have to come off."
Ethan pushed her skirt up to her waist, revealing that she wore nothing underneath.
"You're fucking naked," he said, his voice thick with lust.
He ran his hands over her bare ass causing Kate to moan.
"Do it Ethan," she urged.
She leaned forward and placed hands on the sink. She then spread her legs further apart.
Ethan unzipped his pants and took out his cock. With one smooth thrust he was instantly inside her.
"Yes," Kate hissed.
He grabbed her hips and began pumping his cock in and out of her pussy.
"This is insane," she moaned. "I just can't get enough of you baby."
"Me too," he replied.
Ethan then reached up and undid the clasp at the back of her neck, causing the front of her dress to fall off her. Her breasts were now naked and swung back and forth with his thrusting motion. He reached out to capture them and when he had the large mounds in his hands he squeezed their nipples.
If I didn't hate the bastard so damn much and if that wasn't my Kate he was fucking, I would think the scene before me pretty hot. I turned the volume down and turned my back to the monitor.
How was I going to convince Kate that Ethan cheats on her? The man was so squeaky clean that dirt would be afraid to fall on him. Ethan also got her so brainwashed that she wouldn't believe it even if he was screwing somebody in front of her face. Hmmm now that is an idea, I thought. Ethan and another woman caught in a compromising position. But how was I going to arrange it and with who?
Kate screamed in the monitor behind me. I turned back around and saw that they finally finished. Ethan helped her put her dress back in order. Enjoy her while you can I told him silently, cause she won't be yours for much longer.
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When I walked into the strip club, loud American rock greeted me. I glanced at the stage and there were several strippers writhing on silver poles. It had been quite a while since I was here last. I had stopped going when I met Kate.
I went to the bar and asked a heavily muscled bartender for Rudy.
"He doesn't like to be disturbed," the man replied.
"Tell him Jim the accountant is here. He'll see me."
He picked up the phone and I assumed talked to Rudy.
"He'll be out in a few minutes."
I had been doing Rudy's taxes for the past few years now and we sort of developed an unlikely friendship. He was a decent guy, if you could look past the fact he owned several strip clubs.
I saw him come out from a black door way in the back of the club. He was a heavyset man about my age with a head of thinning brown hair.
"Jim long time no see," he said when he got to the bar.
I reached out to shake his hand.
"It's good to see you again Rudy. How's the family?"
"Don't get me started. The wife's good but my teenagers are driving me insane," he replied. "What are you drinking?"
"Just a beer," I told him.
He ordered me beer and got a scotch for himself. When we got our drinks we headed towards his private table.
"Rudy I just going to get right to it," I told him. "I need a favor."
I told him about Kate, Ethan, and my plan. I said I needed a woman to seduce Ethan.
He looked at for a moment and seemed concerned. "I know it's not my place, but I think you should just let Kate go. She cheated on you once, are you sure she won't do it again?"
"If my plan works she'll never leave me again," I told him.
"Okay, but I think you're making a mistake."
"I have no other choice Rudy," I said.
"There are always choices it's just some of them we don't like," he told me. "Hmmm. Now which of my girls would be willing to go along?
"This girl has to be hot enough to tempt that bastard. Kate is a gorgeous woman," I said.
He was silent for about a minute and then he said the name Mona.
"She's one of the most popular girls here and the one most likely to go along with your scheme, for a price."
"When can I talk to her?" I asked.
"I'll arrange a meeting for you tomorrow. She'll be onstage in 15 minutes if you want to check her out," he told me.
Rudy needed to leave to take care of some business so he shook my hand and told me to remain at his table as his guest.
Fifteen minutes later the announcer said that Mona would be up next. She erupted onto the main stage to deafening hoots and cheers. She came out to Madonna's Like a Virgin song and was dressed in a white lace bustier, short lace skirt, white stockings, garter belts, and 3 inch high stiletto heels. A small veil on top of her long curly red hair completed her bride look. This girl would never be mistaken for a virgin, I thought. She was definitely gorgeous enough and had a body that would corrupt a saint. She moved slowly and seductively, the sway of her body was almost hypnotic. Mona turned around and dropped her lace skirt to the cheers of the club patrons. She had a generous heart shaped ass that was white and flawless. She turned to face the audience again and slowly began unhooking her bustier from the front. Her large impressive breasts jiggled with her motions. She crossed her arms over her tits and then let the garment drop. When Madonna sang "touched for the very first time," she slid her arms down and one of her hands slipped under her panties.
I felt my cock twitch in my pants. Her hands came up and cupped her huge tits. I heard moans from the audience when she began playing with her nipples. She grabbed a silver pole and spun around it three times. When she was done she somehow removed her thong and they were now dangling off her fingers. The hair between her legs was trimmed and was the same color as the hair on top of her head. She bent down and showed the audience all her charms. Her pussy lips were smooth and pink and hairless. I moaned, as did every man, when she slipped a finger inside her hole. Mona then sat on the floor and began writhing, as if she was riding a man's cock. She then went on her hands and knees and crawled around the stage. At this point men began sliding bills between her garter belts. A slow grin spread across my face. She was perfect. Ethan would have to be dead to be able to resist her.
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I meet Mona the next afternoon at a restaurant around the corner from the strip club. I barely recognized her due to her well covered up form and the dark sunglasses on her face. I only knew it was her because of her vivid red hair.
"Mona?" I said when I reached her table.
"You Jim?"
I nodded.
"Sit," she said pointing to the seat across from her.
I slid into the booth.
"Did Rudy tell you what I need?"
"He filled me in on the basics. I need you to fill me in on the details."
She removed her glasses revealing a pair of captivating amber colored eyes.
I told her about my plan and she remained stoic.
"I don't have to sleep with him right?" she asked.
"No. You two just need to be caught in a compromising position. You probably won't even have to take off your clothes," I told her.
"How much are you offering for this job?"
"A thousand," I said.
"I can get that in one night," she said.
"You won't be doing that much."
"Yeah but you're going to need a lot of my time and my time is money."
"Fine. I'll give you two thousand and that's it," I told her.
A small smile emerged from her lips. "Done. When do you need me?"
"Not for a few days yet. I'll call you when I'm ready to go ahead."
"Do you have a picture of the guy?" she suddenly asked. "I want to know who I'm dealing with."
I figured that the subject would come up so I printed out a picture of Ethan and slid it across the table to her now. Her eyes seemed to have slightly widened when she got a good look at him.
