This is a continuation from earlier stories, the last one being Sarah Embraces Her Naughty Side. Check it out before continuing if you want the whole story!
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Sarah still couldn't believe she had posted her naked, yet anonymous, pictures online. It gave her such a rush that she had to get herself off with her hairbrush that night! After Friday had passed her life went back to normal - hanging out with friends and her boyfriend, catching up on how everyone's new jobs were going or being jealous of her younger friends who still had some college left ahead of them.
About 3 weeks after flashing her pizza delivery man for a tip and posting her pictures she received a text from a random number while she was at work.
"I like your pictures"
Surely this was the wrong number - she had actually forgot that she had even posted the naked pictures until now, but she kept her cool by informing the person they had the wrong number.
"This is Sarah Smith isn't it, that works at Dan's Pawn Shop?"
Her mouth dropped open. She quickly looked around as she was at work and wanted to be sure no one knew anything was wrong. Maybe it was a friend of a friend just messing with her.
"Yes, who's this?" she replied.
"I'll give you two options: either go into the bathroom and take your bra off, text me a picture, and keep it off the rest of the day or take your panties off at your desk, send me a picture and keep them off. If you don't, I'll send your pictures to your boss - and that's just the beginning".
Sarah felt a sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach, but then felt much better: she had cropped her face out of the pictures before posting! Even if someone DID find them and somehow guessed it was her - there was no way of them knowing or confirming it! She replied, stating the same and feeling confident she was getting this creep off her case. The reply she received was not what she anticipated:
"Not that it's any of your business, but I've developed some software that allows me to take an image that's been modified - let's say someone's face is cropped - and I am able to restore it to its original version... Have a look if you don't believe me.."
The picture that followed was the first picture she had posted the other day with her tits pushed up in her mirror, but with one big difference: this image wasn't cropped - just like the text message said! You could clearly see Sarah's face in the picture, blonde hair cascading down past her shoulders, her perky tan tits being pushed up by her arm while her other arm held the phone expose her taut stomach and beginning of her pubic mound. Sarah once again looked around to make sure no one could see what was happening on her phone before she got another text:
"You know what I need from you. If I don't have it in 10 minutes, Dan will get a nice surprise.."
She was faced with a choice: flash this random stranger her tits or pussy, or have her new boss see her like this and likely get fired - she had just started this job and liked it! She decided removing her panties would be the least detectable as she had a skirt on and the blouse she had on was thin enough that anyone would be able to see she didn't have a bra underneath. She went back to her desk, quickly looked around, scooted her chair under her desk and quickly pulled her skirt up past her ass and pulled her black thong down - all in one quick move. She quickly recovered and stuffed her thong to the bottom of her purse. She once again made sure no one was coming before spreading her legs wide while sitting in her chair with her feet still on the ground and snapped a picture of her shaved, pink pussy and sent it to the texter. "Are we done here?" she asked.
The response, much to her disappointment, was "Not by a long shot. Order another pizza tonight from the same place you did the other weekend. I'll give you more instructions closer to when you order".
Sarah wasn't sure where this was headed, but she was sure she didn't like it. She attempted to finish the rest of her work day as if it were normal, but she couldn't help but feel a cool breeze every now and then that would make her pussy a little bit wet just by knowing that feeling meant she was so exposed under her skirt. The only thing between her naked pussy and all of her coworkers was the thin piece of fabric she wore that hugged her ass and came up to mid thigh. At one point while she was helping to move boxes she wasn't thinking and squatted down to grab from the bottom; when she stood up one of her male coworkers was giving her a look - he had seen right up her skirt to her bare pussy! Luckily for her he wasn't sure if he was imagining things or if it was the real deal - most of the men that worked there would LOVE to catch a glimpse under Sarah's clothes!
Besides this fiasco the rest of the day went fairly normal and she made it home. She quickly went into her routine of changing into shorts (she had to put her thong back on) and one of her boyfriend's t-shirts. After she got settled in she followed her instructions of ordering the pizza. She wasn't sure what to expect but she received a vague confirmation text shortly after "good girl". About 30 minutes later there was knock on the door - the pizza. Sarah was extremely nervous and realized all too late that she was once again not wearing a bra and her nipples were obviously hard - too late now. Besides, she can quickly walk to the door, pay the man his money (no special tip this time), and see what needed to be done afterwards. She opened the door to the same delivery driver from the first time.
"Hello, Sarah Smith - right?" the 20-something year old pizza delivery guy asked. He was about 6 feet tall and a bit overweight - he definitely had a gut on him.
"Yes that's right - let me get your money!" Sarah was extremely embarrassed - what are the chances she got the same delivery driver she had flashed!? As she turned around with his money she saw that he had taken a few steps inside her apartment and closed the door. Sarah spoke up "um, excuse me - what're you doing?"
"I'll just go ahead and set the pizza here on the counter. My name is John, by the way. I'll get right to it - I'm the one that's been texting you. I couldn't stop thinking about you after your special 'tip' you gave me. I happened to be browsing the internet later that night when I came across your pictures.. the image of your gorgeous tits were still so fresh in my head there was no mistaking that it was you!"
Sarah stared back at him, money in hand still, mouth agape at what she was hearing - this made no sense!
"But even if you knew - how did you get the full pictures?! I cropped everything out that could trace them back to me!"
"I'm glad you asked" John replied. "I've always been a bit of a hacker ever since I had my first computer. A friend of mine asked if I'd be able to develop software like this because he had found some pictures of what looked like his girlfriend online cheating on him, but her face was blurred out and he couldn't quite tell for sure if it was her - he needed confirmation. After I finished the final version there was no telling it was her eyes looking right back at the camera with a mouthful of cock that sure as hell wasn't my buddies... so you see, I was just helping a friend. After I stumbled across your pictures it was a no brainer - I had to make sure it was you and once I found out... well I think you know where this is going" he smiled, all too confidently for Sarah's liking.
"No, I don't know where this is going you weirdo! What, do you want to see my tits again? Is that it?" Sarah's luscious tits looked great as they moved up and down as her breathing increased, becoming more and more worried about the situation.
"Well that's a start - but that's not all I came here for, but we'll get to that"
"Fuck you! I'm sorry if I gave you the wrong impression - I was a little drunk and thought it might be funny... I'm sorry - let's just forget any of this ever happened, you can take your money and be on your way"
"Sarah - you still have your shirt on; unless you want your boss to get that first picture I suggest you take it off. I'm not going anywhere"
Sarah's mind raced - what should she do? She decided that John had already seen her tits once, not to mention he has pictures on his phone obviously, so it's not a huge deal to take off the shirt she was wearing. She reached down and pulled the shirt up from the bottom, first revealing her hip bones that gave way to her toned and tan stomach, and finally her firm C cup tits that were equally as tan as the rest of her. She set the shirt on the counter and covered her tits. The only clothing on her body now was the tiny pair of shorts that clung to her tight ass came up to just above her pubic mound, with her thong underneath as well.
"There. Are we done here?"