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Finally(!) back with another part of the story....
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When I came back to John and Ashley's house, everything was set for the party, except for the chairs we had to get inside from my car. John and I did that in a few minutes, and we all had a couple of hours before the guests would arrive.
John said he would just send a few emails while he had some free time. The women went outside to just enjoy the lovely weather before they were starting to get dressed for the party. I stole John's excuse and said I would also handle some things from work. What I really wanted to do was of course to see how the hidden camera had caught Anne fucking me.
I went into the living room with my laptop computer and logged onto the camera's online video archive. I had to go a bit back in the rolling archive. I stumbled over one more part where Anne got dressed after her second shower. I smiled at how I now had two videos of her fully naked. But that was not what I was really looking for. So, I went a bit further back in the history. When I finally found the part where we were fucking, I could not believe my luck. She had been facing the camera most of the time, so I had not really been able to see much of her facial expressions while fucking her. But, contrary to my expectations, the video showed a woman truly dedicated to the sex act, looking like she thoroughly enjoyed it. Most of the time her face had that serious and concentrated look a woman gets only when she is really into it. But sometimes there was also a wide smile. I had not seen that smile when I fucked her, so she had obviously tried to hide it from me.
At first, I was just blown away by what I now had in my possession and was not really able to think about how I would use this against Anne. But, as I sat in the living room thinking, I suddenly noticed the TV. That gave me an idea. I had helped John and Ashley connect a Chromecast device to it, making it possible to stream content to it. If I was able to get the timing right, I would later use this opportunity to have some crazy fun with Anne and Ashley. I will tell you about that shortly, but you probably understand where the story is going when I tell you that I spent the next 20 minutes to make a collage of different videos of Anne and Ashley...
I took a quick shower and got dressed. I was on the terrace with Terri and John when Anne arrived, a little before the rest of the guests. I could see she struggled to behave normally. Her smile looked a bit faked, as if she was nervous about something. And she obviously was. When she gave me a hug, I could feel that she didn't really want to do it, and I could see her giving me short looks, as if she wanted me to give her a nod or something to confirm that I had performed my part of the deal and deleted the email. I gave her no signals at all. I just enjoyed watching her this nervous and uncertain.
John was too consumed by the occasion to notice anything, but it was clear that Terri could see that everything was not as it should be. However, I expect that she suspected that it had to do with the fact that Kevin would not join, and they had not spoken about it.
Anyway, Terri would soon forget all about Anne's behavior (for a while), as Ashley was also joining us. I looked briefly at Ashley when she came out the door to the terrace, but quickly moved my eyes to Anne and Terri, to see their reaction. It was just as I had hoped. They saw the dress hugging Ashley's dress like a bathing suit, and they saw the amazing cleavage the V-neck of the dress produced. Their expressions revealed that I had hit the jackpot with the dress, they were simply stunned that their mother would wear something this revealing to a party like this. John's reaction took away some of the awkwardness, as he exclaimed how pretty he thought his wife was and almost ran over to her and kissed her. The stars in his eyes must have distracted him from the fact that his wife dressed very differently to what she used to do in settings like this.
I looked back at Ashley and pretty quickly noticed something that made me a bit annoyed. She was definitely wearing underwear. At least a bra, as that was actually possible to see in the cleavage. Very clearly. I had been clear, several times, that she would not wear underwear. I thought to myself that she would be punished for her disobedience, but then again, I thought it would maybe open a window of opportunity for messing with my wife's brain.
Soon the other guests started arriving. The reactions were more or less the same. Women frowning, men staring a little too long and then meeting John's eyes with a big grin when he asked them "Have you seen how good my wife looks today?" to almost everyone that arrived.
I guess it was a nice party. People were talking and laughing and having a good time. I believe even Ashley started having a good time and forgot about how she was dressed.
To me, I must admit, it was a little bit like torture, looking for the opportunity to start executing my plan. I would not do it straight away. I had to find the right timing.
But eventually, the chance to proceed landed in my lap. As the weather was still nice, everyone was still outside before food was to be served inside. Ashley asked me and Anne if we wanted to help her get some more champagne, and we went inside together. As we went inside, I decided to make my first move. And it was not a small move.
I told the women to join me briefly in the living room. None of them knew about my special "relationship" with the other, so it did not look like they were at all prepared for what they were about to see and hear.
I started with my knowledge about the how Anne had lied about Keving being violent, and how Ashley had been part of it.
"So, as I told you yesterday, Anne, I know you two have been very bad girls and told lies about Kevin. I just wanted to let you know that I am about to share that information with Kevin, as I feel it is very wrong towards him to not have all information available when deciding the custody of the children after your divorce, Anne."
They were both shocked.
"No! You cannot do that! You promised you would delete the email!" Anne almost shouted.
"You promised! I will do anything!"
I looked at Ashley. She had started shaking her head slowly. I could see her lips formed the words "No, no, no, no..." without any sound. She probably understood what I was about to do, without knowing what had happened this morning at Anne's house.
I continued.
"Anything? Really. That is what your mother has said to me before. Interesting. Let me let you both in on the secret we mutually share. Take a look at the TV."
I told you about how I had made a compilation of videos of the two women. I had put together Anne with my cock in her ass and eating my cum (previous part of this story), Ashley fucking herself with giant dildos (part 7) and masturbating in our living room (part 2).
I started the video on my mobile, and then started the streaming to the Chromecast on the TV.
The women were shocked. Anne reacted first and rushed to pick up the remote control and turned the TV off. Then she walked over to me and slapped my face.
"You fucking creep! You delete the email and those videos RIGHT now! Or else..."
"Or else what?" I calmly said and looked at her.
I could see in the corner of my eye the resignation in Ashley's eyes. She understood where this was going. Soon Anne would understand, too.
"Or else you will go to the police? What will I do if you do that, you think?"
She did not reply. After backing away a few steps from me she looked briefly at her mother and then put her eyes back at me.
"You would not do that. You would not report the story. You have too much to lose! You are bluffing!"
"You are right. I have a lot to lose. In fact, I have everything to lose. And that is why you should believe me when I say that I am going to go all the way with this. If you go to the police, I will probably go to jail for a very long time. So, for me, already having everything to lose means I have nothing to lose. So, it is your call. You can go to the police, and I make everything I have public. Or you could come to the same conclusion as your mother, and just accept that you are now my slave. That you will, like her, do what I tell you."
