It was a wonderful summer day outside as I pulled into the hospital parking lot to start my shift. I was wearing a cute little sundress to try and stay cool in the intense summer heat, and well, maybe for another reason too.
For the last few months I had made it a point whenever possible to walk past Devons office. He was one of the facility engineers and just happened to be working a shift that over lapped mine today.
It had started slowly, meeting at a work function, then noticing him around more frequently after that. Then some innocent flirting which turned into an exchange of contact information and eventually to where we are now, embroiled in a deliciously naughty affair and enjoying every minute of it.
At 30 years old and with two children life was busy and my marriage was already spiralling downward. My body was back in peak shape and I was enjoying the changes in it since child birth. My breasts had stayed much larger, the extra pounds that had stayed on me made me look far more womanly and less like a girl.
Devon was 41 at the time. He was the creamiest colour of milk chocolate, very fit, a bit over six feet tall and probably 185 lbs. He was also married with two kids and as we got to know each other he confided in me that his marriage was pretty much sexless and that he was really missing the intimacy.
As I passed slowly by his window on this particular day I made sure to move slowly. He knew I was coming as I had messaged him to keep his head up and the large floor to ceiling window allowed him to see me head to toe as he sat at his desk.
I reached down and lifted the hem of my short dress to show him more leg than the rest of the people I came across could see. He loved my legs, strong from running and shapely he would often comment on them which made the dress choice easy to get his attention.
His position allowed him access to all parts of the building, specifically those areas that others did not have access to. We used that to our advantage and would meet somewhere in the hospital that he knew would afford us some privacy. From short break visits to an hour during lunch or dinner we took advantage of the time we had.
When we first made the decision to take the affair to the next level I did not know what to expect. Of course I watch porn and hear the stories of BBC (Big Black Cock) but I had never personally experienced one. We had sent each other some racy pictures but I had never seen his cock before we were together for the first time. I was not disappointed.
I went to the female locker room after my teasing "drive by" of Devon and changed into my scrubs and and reported to my station for work. It was my week to attend the desk in the ward I was assigned and that allowed me extra time to talk with Devon via text.
As the day progressed we had been sending messages back and forth and I had sent him some pictures that I had taken earlier that morning before work. He was only going to be around through my first break, which was only fifteen minutes and he had told me where to meet him.
At my break time i noticed that I was running through the battery on my phone so I grabbed the charging cord out of my purse, plugged it into the PC I worked on and when I saw that it started to charge I headed off to meet him.
It was just a quick kiss and some conversation. I stopped to get a drink on the way back to my desk and then settled in for the rest of my shift.
A couple of hours later my dinner break came along and I went outside to get some fresh air and noticed that I had an email notification so I opened it up. It was at this moment that everything changed.
Hi Natalie,
You have been a very naughty girl. I know what you are up to with Devon and I have evidence to prove it. I will leave you a little sample below. (It was an actual screen shot of a conversation Devon and I had via text days earlier).
"Hi sexy, are we still on for meeting at lunch?" I had written.
"We sure are, same place as earlier in the week, I will be there waiting for you." Devon had replied.
"Perfect, I can't wait, I miss your big cock!"
"You do? Tell me how you want it."
"I am going to get on my knees and suck you until you are rock hard and once you are, you can have me any way you want."
"I am already rock hard just reading that." He replied.
"Too bad Devon, I am still going to suck your cock"
As you can see this evidence is quite damning. As per your work place policy it is forbidden to be in a relationship with a co-worker, not to mention fucking them at work, many, many times. I also do not think that your husband and Devons wife would like to find out about this.
The way to keep all of this between you and I is to do exactly what I say. Do not call the police, they will not be able to find me anyway. Do not tell Devon, do not tell your best friend, tell nobody. Failure to comply will result in me releasing these most precious moments that you and Devon have shared with your employer, then your families, then on your social media and other sites where these things would be appreciated.
To show that you completely understand I need you to do two things before 5:00 pm today. First, you are going to go to the bathroom, the one closest to your desk, and go into the second stall from the wall. Step two is I want you to set your phone on the back of the toilet, set the timer in the camera app and then turn away from it, scrubs down around your ankles and I want you to take a picture of your sexy ass and send it to me and type "I understand" in the body of the email. I will allow you to leave your panties on if you are wearing any.
See you soon.
Me
My heart was pounding out of my chest. I could feel myself sweating in the heat, my nerves frazzled and my hands literally shaking. What the fuck was I going to do? How was I going to get out of this mess. How was I going to tell Devon that we had been discovered? Should I tell him? Could I tell him? Fuck!!
Think Natalie. You need to keep this quiet. You need to protect your family and Devons family by any means necessary. What are you going to do? Whoever it was gave very specific instructions. What I need is time to figure this out. The way to do that right now was to give them what he asked for. It is only a picture of your ass. If you were wearing a bikini at a beach or pool people would see even more of you. You don't have a choice. Fuck.
As I was contemplating this disaster my phone chimed. It was another email.
"Stop thinking and act. Nothing outside is going to save you, only getting up and going into that bathroom is going to keep your secret a secret. Act now."
I looked up towards the hospital windows and did not see anyone watching me or anything that stood out. What the fuck was going on here? Was this someones idea of a sick fucking joke?
I walked back into the hospital and went straight to the bathroom. I pulled open the door and saw that the stall he instructed me to go into was vacant, as was the rest of the room. I went in and closed the door. My heart was once again pounding beneath my rib cage and I felt sick to my stomach. I turned and went to sit down on the toilet to gather my thoughts and my eyes looked up to the door. I gasped when I saw it.
"Don't think, do it!" Scrawled in sharpie on the door. A message for me no doubt.
I was inhaling deeply, the words knocked the wind out of me and I do not know what a panic attack feels like but I think I was having one. I breathed deeply once more and then said to myself "Just fucking do it Natalie".
I opened the camera app on my phone and went into the settings and found the timer and set it up and then placed the phone on the back of the toilet. I managed to get it standing up and steady and then took another deep breath and pulled down my scrubs. I pressed the button and shuffled around and waited for about 10 seconds and then turned to look at the picture.
"Fuck!" I said out loud as I saw that my shirt was covering the top half of my ass. I did not want to push my blackmailers buttons so I went through the whole process again and then checked the outcome. I had my shirt raised to mid back, my ass well, looked like my ass. Under other circumstances I would have thought I looked sexy but the knot in my stomach was preventing those things from happening in my head.
I pulled my pants back up and sat back down on the toilet and looked at the picture again. I went back to my email and opened the message and pressed reply.
"I understand" I typed and then attached the picture to the email and before I could try and talk myself out of it, I pressed send.
I went back to my desk and worked the rest of the day. it was very difficult to concentrate and I kept looking at my phone every five minutes to see if there was a reply, some kind of acknowledgement that I had done as he asked. Nothing, crickets.
I got home after work and went about my routine which let my mind stay off of the shit storm I was caught up in. My husband went to bed early and I sat down on the sofa and noticed there was new email. I opened the app and held my breath and it was indeed an email from my blackmailer.
Hello Natalie,
I see that you came to the realization that there is only one way to deal with this situation. I think you have made the right decision.
The picture was most pleasing to me and I think you have an incredibly sexy ass. Have you let Devon fuck it yet? If not I am going to make sure he does.
I have attached another little surprise for you, just in case you are doubting the material I have on you and thinking there is another way out of this.
