For over nine months Liz, now 41 had been having sex adventures with the now 19 year old Jason, a builder. Her husband Paul was apparently still unaware. Also involved from time to time was Jason's mate Sniffer, and odd strangers that Jason arranged.
Liz had gained control of things eventually by drugging her lover and taking embarrassing pictures, like him and an inflatable sheep. Jason had bided his time.
Liz was receiving a good fucking from an Asian man in the back of Jason's van. On her hands and knees on a small mattress. Built like a short sumo, the guy was rough and making the blonde doctor cum nicely. It was a prearranged hook up which Liz was happy with, even if it was in a library car park for extra buzz.
On the way home Jason asked if Liz had thought about a glory hole since he failed to get her into one some time ago.
"No, and no way, I am not that fond of oral as you well know, and you still have me do it."
"Just a thought!"
Nine days later Liz had agreed to meet Jason for sex in a park, well away from home and travelling by train to where he could pick her up. Jason let her get her seat belt on when she sat on the bench seat , behind Sniffer who was driving. The gangly 20 year old had changed to very short hair but otherwise was still scruffy.
Liz did not notice the route they took as Jason said she may want to check her e-mail on her phone. Intrigued, Liz did just that. Her reaction to the first mail was a stony silence, her admission that she was beaten.
Jason had put a few of Liz's embarrassing pictures of him on the web, saying they were from a stag night, and had been wound up by his mates. He also had put out three pictures of Liz's body, minus her head, saying he had pulled her at the stag do and that mitigated any harm done by the others. He was back in charge.
The second e-mail was a number of photos of Liz, showing her full face, engaged in assorted sex acts, each pic with a different male. If these got out, she was ruined.
"Well?" Liz asked eventually.
"We are off to a glory hole my lovely slut, and no arguments." responded Jason smugly as they entered town.
A very angry and distraught Liz followed Jason through the sex shop and into the rear area, where several doors of plywood made her shudder. Various unattractive noises could be heard.
Two men had seen the slim blonde in the tight light blue, short dress with a very low cut top front and back, and decided to have some.
"O,k, so you may want to take your frock off, so it isn't splashed. In fact, everything really." said Jason.