*NOTE* Please read the first four stories to get caught up on the Katie storyline.
Katie Blackmailed (Chapter 5)
It was the day after shopping with Katie and I still couldn't believe that she had given me a blowjob in the changing room. I felt like the luckiest bastard in the world. We hurried home and ended up screwing in our car after parking in the garage. Our sex life couldn't have been better. It was only a few months ago that Katie hadn't even tasted my cock and now she couldn't get enough.
Today, I was just lying on the couch watching football while Katie was reading the newspaper. The door bell rang. I slowly climbed up out of the couch expecting to find some door to door salesman. Upon looking out the window, I recognized the young man standing on my doorstep but I couldn't place his face.
I opened the door and the young man asks, "Hi. Is Mrs. Jackson home?"
"Yes she is," I'm still having problems placing the face with how I know this person. I stared at him momentarily and I think he realized I was trying to remember him. I finally ask, "Have we met before?"
"Not really. Well, I helped you and your wife yesterday when you were at The Gap. I was the manager that day," he happily announces.
"Oh yeah, now I remember." I remembered I came on some of the clothes they were selling. My brain scrambled trying to figure out why he was here. I hope it wasn't about that. "Please come in," standing out of the way to allow him to enter. "Was something wrong with our payment?" Trying to understand why he was here.
"No, I just need to talk with Mrs. Jackson, "he stammered. "Well, probably the both of you."
I remembered that my wife had filled out a contest entry form, "Did we win the shopping thing?" Not saying a word he just stood looking over my shoulder into our house.
"Katie," I called out, "It's the manager from the Gap"
My wife came walking around the corner, "Oh, hi!" with anticipation in her voice and a bounce in her step, "Wow! That was quick! Did we win the shopping spree?" I close the door behind him as he walks into the entryway. My wife is looking very casual today wearing a black t-shirt with "Rock Star" written with white lettering and just plain grey sweatpants. Her breasts look like two oranges under her tight t-shirt. Her hair is flowing past her shoulders.
"Uhm...", he stuttered looking at my wife up and down, not trying to hide what he was doing. "No, they haven't had the drawing yet."
"Well what can we do for you?" I asked, watching him fidget. "I'm sorry I can't remember your name."
"Joel", he mumbles. He appears he wants to talk but can't get the courage to say what was wrong.
Growing impatient with this lad, "And what can we do for you Joel?"
He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a folded piece of paper and hands it to me, his hands shaking.
I unfold it and see it's a screenshot picture of Katie's sperm covered face from the video I had taken in the closet. I can see from the heading it was downloaded from the website I had sent it to. My heart races as it feels I was just punched in the stomach.
Katie looks over my shoulder, "WHAT THE FUCK! Where did you get that?"
"It was on a website that I frequent, I voted for you to win. I'm sorry you guys only got second place." Joel exclaims.
"Oh my God! Did you do this?" Katie turns yelling at me.
I couldn't say anything. I just stared at the paper and then back at Katie.
"Why did you fucking do this?"
"I don't know," I mumbled. "I thought it was a good idea at the time."
"Goddamit," Katie yells and grabs the paper from me and walks away, "FUCK! You fucking asshole!" she yells from the kitchen.
Turning to Joel, "Thanks, you can leave now."
"Would Mrs. Jackson's work like to know what she does? Would the PTA like to see the video? That would be rather embarrassing, wouldn't it?"
"Thanks Joel, I'll get it taken off right away. You've been a big help," As I open the door to allow him to leave.
Joel doesn't move towards the door and looks at me, "What if I showed it to them?"
I stare blankly at him as I didn't believe what I just heard. Katie appears around the corner "What the fuck did you say?"
"What if I showed them the video?" he hollers across the room towards the kitchen.
"Excuse me?" as I shut the door behind him.
"I think it would be rather embarrassing for the president of the PTA to be begging like that in a video. Don't you think?"
"What the fuck? Are you blackmailing us? You little fucker!" as I move in closer to him so we are almost nose to nose.
Joel's attitude seems to change. He's cockier. More sure of himself.
"How do you know where she works?"
Joel pulls out Katie's application for the shopping spree which listed her home address, work address, everything about her employment and waves it in the air like he had just won the lottery.
"You can't be serious?" Katie yells out. "You wouldn't show that to anyone? Would you?"
He just stares blankly at us.
I can see Katie is worried. I take a step back away from Joel, "How much do you want?"
"I don't want any money."
"What? Seriously how much do you need?"
"I don't want your money."
"What do you want us to do?" demands Katie.
"It's more what you can do to me Mrs. Jackson," Joel reveals.
The three of us stand looking at each other. I glance over at Katie and her mouth is hanging open in disbelief. Joel has a sly smile upon him.
"No fucking way," I exclaim. "Is this some type of sick joke?"
"You want me to fuck you?" Katie yells. "Get the fuck out of here!"
Joel shouts back, "No! I just want a blowjob like what's on the video!"
"You sick fucker! What is wrong with you?" Katie cries out, "Absolutely not!"
Really? You want your boss to see this? You want the PTA to see this? The lady you were talking to in the store comes in all the time. It would be so easy for me to show her this."
"Get out of here!" Katie yells walking down the hallway.
"I'm sorry we couldn't work something out. See you on Monday Mrs. Jackson," Joel hollers. He has a very smug look upon his face as he turns, opens the door and walks out.
I follow Katie into the kitchen and her back is towards me. She's looking down at the picture. Her hands are trembling. She turns and her face his bright red.
"Why the fuck did you do this? I'm going to be the embarrassment of the neighborhood. I might get fired! I doubt the bank wants a porn star as regional manager!"
I just stand there. I don't know what to say. I was an idiot.
Katie looks out the window, "Don't let him leave!" pointing to the driveway.
"What the fuck do you want me to do, beat him up? Kill him? He won't show it to anyone!"
"You don't know that! You can't let him leave! Offer him more money!" Katie screams
I open the door and wave for Joel to come back in. Joel quickly shuts his car off and comes back to the door.
"Look, I don't want you to ruin my wife's reputation or her job. Just tell me how much and we'll pay it."
"I don't want money. Since I've seen the video I can't stop thinking about the way your wife sucks your cock. I need to feel it. That's my offer. Just a quick bj and I'll leave."
Becoming upset and frustrated with his attitude, "Blackmail is illegal. Maybe I should call the cops you little fucker?"
"Go ahead and call them. What are you going to say? A guy is here asking for my wife to suck his dick? Good luck with that." He walks into the house as I shut the door behind him.
"How about it Mrs. Jackson? Do you want to see me on Monday? Or just give a quick blowjob?" Joel calls out down the hallway.
Katie comes around the corner and stares at the young man, "I need a drink."
I'm thinking my wife is trying to stall so we can come up with a solution. I sigh, "So do I"
Joel follows behind me as I walk towards the kitchen, "Can I have.."
"NO" Katie and I both yell at Joel
"Is there any other way we can handle this?" I ask him as I walk into the kitchen.