"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.
Victor produced a sheaf of photographs and threw them on the coffee table in front of Jen. "I was just telling Graham these photos don't do you justice." Jen realized that she had been played for a fool by consenting to meet with Victor. Her eyes involuntarily darted to the door. "You aren't thinking of leaving, are you? We haven't even had a chance to go through all the photos."
"Victor, I don't know what you're playing at but the FBI will want to find out." Jen hissed at Victor.
"Shut up, no one is asking you for anything. I only asked you to come over to look at some old photos. What's the crime?" Victor spread the pile of photos across the coffee table. He had caught on film every intimate detail of her foursome with Victor, Ron, and Nick. Crisp photographs of her swallowing Victor's cock, Ron's fat black cock spearing her wet bald pussy, and Nick's white cock sliding in and out of her taut brown asshole. "But since you're being such an unpleasant bitch I'll just keep these."
"Wait. I, we, should talk about this. Perhaps I can pay you for your trouble developing these photos. I could transfer say, $50,000 to your account first thing in the morning in exchange for the photos and the negatives." When Victor didn't respond Jen increased her offer, "Maybe the entire package is worth $100,000 if I can be sure I get all the photos and negatives."
"That's a lot of money Jen, but I have enough money. Forget I even mentioned the photos." Victor continued to collect the photographs and re-insert them in the envelope.
The idea that Victor had these disgusting photographs of her made Jen's stomach churn. She knew this wouldn't be the last she heard of these photos. The prospect that her parents or her children could be exposed to these photos made her panic. "Victor, what is it you want from me? If it is not money what is it?" she pleaded with the panic clearly showing in her voice.
"I just thought we could have a nice visit, you know, like old times." Victor knew Jen was defeated, he just had to reel her in. "You remember the good times we had with that waiter, Paolo? You know like that. But hey, if you got to go, you got to go."
The realization struck Jen like a thunderbolt. She had been so stupid, of course, now she understood why Graham was there. The professional crisis manager in her took over now. Jen stood up and faced Victor and Graham. Jen loosened the top button of her blouse as she spoke, "Sure I remember now. I can take a trip down memory lane but first I would want to know that I have all the copies of the photos and the negatives." She then loosened the second button allowing her blouse to open up enough so they could see the lacy black bra underneath.
"Of course Jen," Victor pulled out another small envelope from his pants pocket, "here are the negatives." and handed the envelope containing the envelope to Jen. "Go ahead look at them, that's all of them."
Jen leafed through the negatives before she finished unbuttoning her blouse. She shrugged out of her blouse and then unfastened her skirt and let it drop to the floor. Jen started to feel that familiar warm moisture in her pussy as she looked at the tall good looking Graham. When she reached behind her back and unfastened her bra she saw Graham was staring intently at her every move.