With the second video now in the bag Ted found he could now start to satisfy the increasing demands of his customers. Every single person that had bought the first tape had snapped up the second within a matter of days, Ted knew he was sitting on a potential goldmine. The only problem was however convincing Mandy that she should return to the care home for more antics.
Unfortunately for Ted she seemed somehow to be getting stronger and less willing to do as she was told. He needed to assert himself and apply some pressure to make it clear that he was in charge and whatever he says goes!
Unfortunately the threat of her parents seeing the video seemed to have less and less affect, he had to do something to bring her back into line. He decided that maybe if her mother saw then that might be enough as she would then believe that he would also show her father, him seeing it was something that he knew she really didn't want to happen. What Ted didn't expect what was what actually did happen..........
Her mother was called Alison, and at the age of only 39 she had obviously had Mandy very young. She was a real looker, an extremely attractive woman and quite obviously the source of Mandys stunning good looks. She had the same shoulder length natural blonde hair as her daughter and undoubtedly when she was younger the same amazing figure.
Although she was now a little overweight it did nothing to reduce her sex appeal, in fact some might say it only served to heighten it. She was an incredibly buxom and shapely woman, with amazing exaggerated curves that went in and out at all the right places.
Her breasts were easily the first thing anyone would notice about her, an astounding 40HH. She would always have keep them held firm in well fitted top quality bras to avoid too much back strain. She narrowed proportionately at the middle and, although her waist carried a few more pounds than she would have liked, it looked good. Then there was her ass, and oh my God what an ass! The same outward thrusting cheeks as her daughter only bigger, it was definately a part of her anatomy that had suffered years of grabbing pinching and groping by men who, for whatever reason, found it impossible to keep their hands to themselves.
Unbeknown to Ted however the reason for Mandys new found bravery was that the day following Bernards funeral she had actually confided in her mother. The stress of it all, together with the constant threat that she would find out anyway, all proved too much for the 20 year old and so she decided to tell her everything, the blackmail, the videos, everything.
After some initial anger and disbelief Alison understood the fix her daughter must have found herself in and soon did as any mother would, she hugged her and told her not to worry as she would sort something out. They did agree on one thing however, there was no way her father could ever find out, there was no knowing what it would do to him or how he would react.
Having decided to show her mother the tapes Ted waited until he knew Mandys father would be out, his intention was to just give them to her and leave, a sort of, "light the blue touch paper and retire," approach. Although he found her incredibly sexy and had often fantasized about getting his hands on her voluptuous body, he knew she wouldn't be the pushover her daughter was and he knew it was far too risky to try anything. He was obviously mindful of the fact that, right back at the start of all this, it was her that had had him arrested and charged for harassing her daughter.
It was very early on a saturday morning and Mandy would, without a doubt, still be sound asleep in bed and her father was already out for his regular weekend game of golf. He knew her mother worked alternate saturdays on the cosmetics counter at a large department store in town, and so he called early to be sure and catch her before she left.
Ted called around with a copy of the tape in hand, he couldn't help but feel strangely nervous as he knocked on the door and waited for her to answer.
When she came to the door he was momentarily taken aback by how immaculate she looked in her work uniform. He handed her the tape and told her, as menacingly as he could, to just watch it and she would see a side to her daughter that she didn't know existed.
She looked up and down the potbellied dirty old man with some disgust, she had this way of making him feel small and insignificant, looking at him as if he was something she had just scraped from the sole of her shoe.
She took it from him, of course already aware of what was on it, and asked him to come in as there was something she wanted to discuss with him. As she turned to walk to the lounge he raised his eyebrows in recognition of just how incredibly sexy she looked.
Her uniform was one of those crisp white one piece outfits that seems to be obligatory for anyone working in the beauty and make-up section of a large department store. It had a V-neck front and buttons that went the full length to where it finished just above the knee. Old Ted, being the pervert he was, had already noticed her gigantic chest and the way the uniform seemed to accommodate it nicely.
As she walked through to the lounge he got a good long look at her beautiful big ass, its shape ever more exaggerated by the two darts in the back of the uniform that pulled it in tight at the waist.
As the dirty old pervert followed her in he quickly and discreetly adjusted his trousers so as to try and hide his usual problem, the rapid swelling of his cock.
"I don't need to watch this," she said turning to face him, "I already know whats on it."
He was a little confused by this and asked her how she could possibly know.
She then went on to explain how her daughter had told her everything and that if it didn't cease right here and now then she would tell Mandys father, who would then inform the police.
Always one step ahead, Ted told her, "fine, tell him see if I care, you see I'm not on any of the tapes and so I could just say that I bought it and realised that, to my surprise, it was his precious daughter on them."
All the while they're talking, Alison is aware of the way he's looking at her, like a hungry man eyeing up a juicy steak. Like her daughter she had grown used to being looked at in this way, she had suffered a lifetime of it and had long since learned to accept it.
Standing there in a sweaty old t-shirt with his potbelly hanging over the top of his grubby trousers she could see the dirty thoughts going through his head. He had obviously just got out of bed and thrown on the first clothes that he found, his fat chin was covered in stubble and his greasy grey hair, (what there was of it) was all over the place.
"Well we will just have to see then, I just wouldn't want to be in your shoes when he finds out," she told him in a stern tone, trying to concentrate on the conversation and ignore his looks.
She was getting ever more uncomfortable at the way he was looking at her, his eyes spending far more time ogling her tits than looking at her face. "Right," she said, "well, I have to get off to work shortly so you had better just think about what I've said!"
As she walked around him to show him back to the door he grabbed her by the arm and whispered into her ear.
"All I need to do is give those old men at the home this address and they would be out there camping on your doorstep."
She froze, this was his trump card, he could see that he now had her full attention. "Then I could send it out to everyone who bought the video too, just think what a nightmare that could turn out to be," he told her with a nasty grin on his fat sweaty face.
She thought for a moment, unsure of what to say or how to deal with this new threat. As the dirty flabby old pervert breathed heavily into her ear he looked down her incredibly voluptuous body, he so badly wanted to feel the weight of those gargantuan tits and the plumpness of her ass, but was still far too worried how she might react.
She, of course, knew exactly what this horrible smelly old man was thinking, she was fully aware of the fascination men had with her oversized chest. She also knew that she had one other option, one thing she could do to save her daughter from any more of this torment........
The more he looked her over, the more the temptation grew and grew inside him. One moment he would be staring at her unbelievably huge tits, then the next he would look down her back at the mouth watering shape of her gorgeous big ass. With the intoxicating scent off her expensive perfume filling the air all around him, every second that passed meant that he was getting closer and closer to throwing caution to the wind and just taking her there and then.
Then, as his lust for her became almost unbearable, came the words he thought he would never in his wildest dreams hear her say.
"I...I know I'm not Mandy, but maybe I could...you know....persuade you to....you know.....spare her." Her voice trembled a little as her self-confidence seemed to be rapidly slipping away. Had he understood her right? was she offering herself to him as some sort of sacrifice?
