A few weeks had passed since Ted had fucked Alice and sent her those images of her on the bed. John was off seeing to his mother and life seemed to be getting back to normal . . . or as normal as Alice's life would allow.
Alice sat at her computer, typing up list of jobs to be done about the house, when she got a request from someone requesting to add her address to their messenger. She moved the mouse over the "yes" button and clicked it. Then a profile appeared; it was Ted's. She knew straight away because it read: "TeDDy BeaR".
She knew she should delete it . . . but for some reason she just couldn't bring herself to do so. She double-clicked it and viewed his profile.
It was all about Ted. Alice noticed that new photos had been posted and hoped against hope that they were not of her in the "The Grand". She saw a young girl and boy playing in a park, the title of that folder said "My Kids". Most of the photos in the folders all seemed to be good-natured, but one folder held the ominous title of "The High School Bitch".
Alice clicked on it, and it was of her, but her face had been blurred out. She knew it was her because she recognized her underwear and the bed, which was in the penthouse suite at the hotel.
Alice unknowingly was fingering herself as she viewed the image. Her mind went back to that room and what had transpired that day. She moved the mouse over to Ted's profile and clicked it to chat with him.
The chat box appeared. . . .
"Hello, Alice, nice to see you added me," Ted typed.
"What do you want, and why did you put those photos of me on your profile?" Alice had furiously typed on the keys of her keyboard.
"2 p.m. tomorrow at the coffee shop, if you what to know why." With that, Ted had signed off.
Alice's fingers couldn't stop moving in her sopping-wet cunt. She couldn't believe how turned on she had become by viewing that one image of her. She brought herself to orgasm with just her fingers as she remembered how Ted had fucked her that afternoon in the penthouse suite at The Grand. She looked at her well-manicured nails, which were covered in her juices. She smelled them and became even more turned on. All Alice could think about was Ted's cock thrusting inside her, giving her the only true sexual pleasure she had ever experienced in her life.
Alice went to bed feeling horny and found herself unable to satisfy herself again with just her fingers. Alice finally had fallen asleep only to wake up the following morning feeling even hornier than before. She got dressed and got into her car, which was a stick shift and this made things feel even worst between her legs.
Client after client came and went. Alice's PA had noticed she was perspiring rather profusely, and tried to tell her, but Alice just shouted at her. Alice ate her lunch at her desk while furiously digging at her dampened cunt with her fingers. Her panties had become so soaked with her fluids she decided to take them off and put them in her hand bag.
The time was a little before 2 p.m. and Alice rushed out. She was in such a hurry she didn't even say anything to her PA about going out. Alice went to the coffee shop and saw Ted waiting for her, drinking coffee as he waited.
"Hello again, Alice. I knew you'd be back," Ted said slyly.
"Ted, I want all the photos you took of me that day," Alice pleaded with him.
"I will give you the photos only if you let me fuck you again . . . and you know you want it," Ted responded with an evil glint in his eye.
