"Jen! You look like a million bucks," Victor said in a raspy voice. The extra 50 pounds he was carrying was well concealed by his bespoke suit. Victor's dark hair was streaked with gray and the dry blotchy skin on his face and the double Scotch rocks in his hand hinted at a drinking problem. He shamelessly eyed her up and down as if remembering every curve of her naked body. "Thank you for meeting me, please have a seat, may I order you a drink?" he asked.
"You seemed to imply that I had to meet you for lunch. Why is it so important that we meet after all these years?" Despite her obvious unhappiness at being there, Jen sat down at the table. "I have to be back in the office in an hour, I have a meeting I cannot miss."
"Sure, I saw the article in Forbes, you're a big deal now, you're a partner in your firm, you represent some of the biggest names in the Valley, I read you even have Elon Musk's personal phone number on your speed dial. The rumor around town is that your husband and his partners sold their company for a half-billion dollars to some big German company. Little Jen has struck it rich."
"If you asked me to meet you here so we could talk about the article in Forbes, I don't have anything else to add." Jen stood up and reached for her purse.
"Sit down. I told you to meet me because I have some old photos I thought you'd want to see." Victor pulled a manila envelope out of his briefcase and handed it to Jen. "Yeah, when I saw the picture of you in an article in Forbes it got me reminiscing about the good old days. I went digging through some old albums and found these photos of you."
"Victor, thank you, I am sure these are lovely photos and I will look at them at the first opportunity. I have to get back to my office now." Jen put the envelope in her bag and stood up.
"Of course, duty calls. I hope you get to look at the pictures soon." Victor said with a hint of a smirk. Jen was unsettled by the look he gave her but putting her disquiet aside she left the restaurant and returned to her office.
Jen walked into her office and closed the door behind her. She felt dirty and a little queasy after she met with Victor. "Did he really ask me to meet him for lunch just to give me some old photographs?" she asked herself. Her first impulse was to throw the envelope in the trash and try to forget she even saw Victor. But thinking he might have some photos of her with her parents she sat down and opened the envelope. When Jen looked at the first photo and immediately felt sick, the photo was a frontal view, Jen had her eyes closed but it was her being fucked from the rear by an African American man whose face was blurred out. Judging by the taut erect nipples on her firm young breasts Jen was enjoying herself. In the next photo Jen was in the same position but this time there was a white man behind her and Jen was grimacing. The reason for the grimace became obvious in the next photograph, the photographer had changed position and took a photo of a slender white cock embedded in her ass. A note was attached, "CALL ME" and had a phone number she assumed was Victor's.
Jen dialed the number and Victor picked up immediately. "Victor, what the hell do you think you're doing? If you think you can blackmail me, think again, our firm deals with crap like this all the time."
"Hey, thanks for calling me, Jen. No one is asking you for a dime." Victor fairly sneered at Jen. "I was hoping you would come over tomorrow night so I can give you the negatives."
"Not on your life, you disgusting asshole." Jen hissed at Victor.
"Hey, that's no way to talk to the guy who was just trying to figure out which photo should go on the XMAS card I send to your parents. I have so many from which to choose. That's okay, you're a busy lady. I'll make a collage and send that. Nice talking to you." and Victor hung up.
Five minutes later Jen called Victor back and told him she would meet him at his house the next night at 7:00.
That night at dinner, Jen picked at her salad and told Alex, "I have to meet with some prospective clients from China for dinner tomorrow night. We just found out they are coming into town on some sort of due diligence and they agreed to meet with us. I hope that's okay with you, I know it's short notice.
"Of course, I was planning on working on the problem we're having with that new nasal spray flu vaccine, the one that's causing fatal brain bleeding on test animals..." Jen's mind had already started to wander before Alex could finish.
The following night Jen rang Victor's doorbell promptly at 7. Victor opened the door and pulled her in by the arm, "Glad you could make it Jen, come in and meet my cousin Graham." A tall, good looking, blonde version of a young man stood up to shake Jen's hand. Graham had the broad-shouldered physique of the rugby player he was. If they had met under different circumstances Jen would have found him very attractive.
"A pleasure to meet you, Graham. Victor, I apologize for being rude but I really can't stay. If I could pick up that envelope from you I'll get going." Jen looked at Graham while she said it and thought to herself what it would be like to be with someone so young and so fit.
"Hey, what's the rush? Come on, have a glass of wine with us." Victor presented Jen with a glass of white wine as he said it. "I want you to sit down and drink with us." Victor's invitation to sit was laced with menace. Jen accepted the glass of wine and sat down next to Graham.