Liz's Revenge (Tina Strikes Back)
Copyright Wolfie39
The best part of six months had passed since the events recounted previously (See Liz's Revenge). During that time, Tina had nursed her hurt, initially physically, as it had taken the best part of a week for her anus to return to something like normal after Liz had finished fucking her ass with the 10 inch phallus, and although she hated to admit it, she had never achieved orgasm so often or been so turned on by the beating and forced sex she had been an unwilling recipient of. But her hurt was also mental and fiscal. She had been beaten in a cat fight by a woman 14 years her senior, seen her chance of financial security slip away as she was made to sign over the half of Harris Tool Hire that she had been given by David, Liz's husband, and been totally blanked by David after the incident. That, she could admit, was not unsurprising considering she had wheedled her way into David's heart, pants and wallet, on the pretence of loving him, only to tell his wife during her ordeal that she was only with David for his money, after all, she told her, she hated sucking his tiny little cock.
The mistake she had made was to have underestimated David's wife when she had convinced David to leave her and to hand over half of the business to her. She had thought the old bitch would just fade away and she would be left with the 'tough' job of milking David's money out of him for the occasional exchange of a shag or blowjob.
Now all her plans were in ruins because of that stupid little prick's now ex-wife. Well it was time to show them she was more than a large breasted whore, she could plan and scheme with the best of them and she fully intended to not only repay Liz in kind for her humiliation, but to find a way of getting back some of what she had lost financially...
David hummed tunelessly to himself as he waited for the lights to change to green. It was early, only 6.40am, but he had always gone to work early when he owned his own business, indeed it was one of the bedrocks on which the business had grown, his hard work and that of his wife's. The thought of Liz made him grimace; he could almost feel his heart wrench at the thought of her. He was still not over neither his divorce from her, nor the circumstances in which it had come to pass. He recognised how much he had hurt her. What a complete idiot he had been! How he could of not seen through Tina he just couldn't work out even now. Tina had played him so well, seen through David, what he secretly desired, how he had, at 43, seen middle age fast passing him by. She was a young, nubile, sexy and funny 28 year old, that had been the last throw of a balding, middle aged, paunchy man's attempt to hold onto his earlier years. What an ass.
All she really wanted was his money, no that's not true, she wanted their money, his and Liz's, and he had let her get it in exchange for some good and plentiful sex. But the cost! Oh how he had paid for those fumbles. He had lost a devoted wife, his business and with his sodomisation by Daz, his dignity. That last thought troubled him, he was scared of the emotions that that ordeal had stirred in him, how being ass fucked by a man had produced a raging erection and orgasm had shocked him, so much so, he thought, that that was why he had put up no resistance when afterwards he had been made to suck Daz off and swallow another mans load. All the while watched by his wife. Was he gay? Was it just the eroticism of the occasion, where he had watched his wife beat Tina in a catfight, strip her, fuck her, and then help Daz take her husband's ass as punishment for what he had done to her? He didn't know and didn't want to delve to deeply into those feelings in case he discovered the truth and didn't like it.
The lights changed, he shifted the gear lever and pulled sedately away, he was nearly at work. He still worked at Harris Tool Hire; in fact he still ran it to all intents and purposes, at least as far as the workforce and customers were concerned but, he neither owned it nor wielded real power now, Liz did. True to her word, after the divorce she kept David on in his old job but now spent all her working time at Harris's. Any decision of consequence David had to refer to her. She had moved into his old office and he had moved into a smaller one down the corridor, the reason she told everyone, was so that David could be nearer the shop floor to deal with any issues or queries that arose.
She had, he supposed, treated him more than fairly, considering the circumstances, and she paid him the going rate for a general manger. Their relationship was obviously very strained initially, not unsurprisingly. Time had mellowed that however, and although there was always a coolness and distance there, they had gotten back into the work routine that had helped build the company into the success it was before their divorce. He still lived in the old matrimonial home and Liz had moved into a smallish 2 bedroom flat. They even had the occasional take away meal together when they both worked late and this had helped ease some of the bitterness and tension that existed between them.
One more thing had changed as well, Liz had become the boss in more ways than one and David, perhaps with the memory of recalling his wife dominating Tina so thoroughly, became rather timid around her, less assertive. This made Liz more forceful in most of her dealings with him. This, in fact, was quite a turn on for David. A man who had not had penetrative sex since he and Tina had made love just before Liz and Daz had burst in. He had found it necessary to visit the men's toilet at work on more than one occasion recently, to wank himself off, usually replaying in his mind the sight of Liz's bush, soaking and matted to her mound whilst thrusting the big black phallus into Tina's bald cunt. Hearing again Tina's cries of pain and passion, before he spurted a huge load into the quickly grabbed toilet paper, trying hard to stifle his own cries of pleasure as his copious seed dribbled down his hand to splash onto the floor by the toilet bowl.
David was not a well-endowed man. He was slightly below average in the male member department at 5 1/2 inches. He did, however, make up for this with his technical ability and both Liz and Tina had rated his performance in bed. He also had a talent for producing large amounts of semen, in fact, before their divorce Liz often had to slip her panties back on after lovemaking to prevent their bed sheets from becoming a morning-after disaster area.
David pulled into the works car park, entered the building, and switched off the alarm before heading into the offices and switching on the kettle for an early morning brew. He reviewed yesterday's sales figure and today's delivery rosters before making himself a cup of tea. He was just pouring in the water when Liz walked in.
'Morning,' he said not looking up, 'would you like one?' he asked.
'Please,' Liz replied.
'There you go, have this one and I'll make myself another,' he said, looking up as he handed her the mug. He froze and took a double take of his ex-wife. She stood framed in the doorway with the light behind her. She was wearing a white summer dress buttoned up the front, which was almost transparent with the lighting as it was. She was obviously braless. Liz was at best a 34 chest but she had large thick nipples and in the cool early morning air these were at full attention and straining against the white cotton dress, her dark brown aureole's framing them perfectly. She had stood with feet apart and David scanned her from top to bottom. She was, at 42, not bad looking at all. She was slightly overweight but had continued to visit the gym and it showed. The biggest part of her was her bottom and try as she did she couldn't shed the cellulite, but she had firmed and toned and it showed. David could see the V at the tops of her legs clearly through the material. He wondered what type of panties were covering her hairy mound and found his penis was beginning to thicken as blood flowed into it.
'Close your mouth David before you catch a fly,' Liz said, almost snapping at him but not quite. He did and looked up at her face noticing her one eyebrow arched and the hint of a smile at the edge of her mouth. She had had her hair restyled. It was dyed chestnut brown and had been put up into a bun with curly tresses hanging down either side, exposing her slim neck.
'Er, you, you look um different, I mean you look nice,' he stuttered. He was sure her eyebrow arched further and she broke into a laugh.
'Well you certainly know how to flatter a girl,' she chuckled, 'seems divorce has honeyed your tongue, but then again, with your equipment a little on the short side you did have to develop those oral skills didn't you!' and broke into a full blown laugh as she saw her ex blush furiously.
'Relax David, I am just pulling your leg,' she said, as she took the mug off him. 'Bring in the purchase orders for last month when you've made your tea and we can review the stats on what we need to fulfil the Carnforth order.'
Liz turned and headed off up the corridor, David's eyes following, scanning her ass and seeing the outline of a small white thong, framed by Liz's full sized bottom. He groaned quietly, both from sexual frustration and at the memory of what he had thrown away...
Across town a few hours later, Tina Conrad checked into Browns Hotel, she didn't use her real name of course. The concierge showed her to the business suite she had booked on the third floor.
'Here Madam,' he said, opening the door. She walked past him and over to the window. Only 20 feet away was scaffolding erected on the adjacent building whilst it was being refurbished, workmen already busy with their daily work assignments.
'Is Madam sure she wants this suite? It maybe quite noisy for your business meeting with those workmen just across the way. We can easily change your room if you want,' he asked.
'Oh no, this will be fine, just what I'm after.' Tina smiled as she tipped him and shut the door. 'In fact it's perfect,' she muttered to herself.
Tina had spent months thinking up her plan. When it was finally formulated even she was shocked by the audacity and deviousness of it. Still, revenge, however long it took, would be all the sweeter for when it arrived. Everything was right, especially the timing, in fact, her whole plan depended on proper timing. She had placed a call through to Harris's two weeks ago, posing as the buyer for a large firm of well known tool hirer's called Carnforth's, and made enquiries about placing a large order. She asked for a meeting to be arranged between her 'Andrea Summers', and David Harris, to discuss details on pricing, delivery etc.
It was risky to use Carnforth's as cover, but figured David wouldn't check if a Andrea Summers was employed there as everyone in the business knew of the company, and business meetings between buyers and potential suppliers were the norm. She had a call to her mobile from David's office to request a time and she had given the date her doctor had told her was the optimum day. So here she was, waiting for an unsuspecting David and the chance to get even.
She emptied the contents of her business briefcase onto the bed and glanced at her reflection in the dressing mirror. Her red hair was cut into a fashionable bob. It framed a pretty face with intense green eyes, full lips and what most men would call a body to die for. She had a 38 C chest, slim hips and cute bubble butt that just all added up to a 'fuck me' body. It was, however, at this moment covered by a red teddy cut high on her legs and a light grey trouser suit in turn, covered this.
