John was looking out the den window at his neighbor across the street and once more thought that she had the best body of any girl or woman he had ever seen. John was 18, a high school senior, co-captain of the swim team, 6-2, 170, with brown hair and eyes and raging hormones! He had begun masturbating at 14 and was now stroking his cock 5 to six times a day. Living with his parents and a 20-year-old sister, it was no easy task to find a way to stroke his member without being caught. John had taken to jacking off early in the morning in bed and then again in the shower, at least twice a day in a school restroom and in the evening at home. John was also addicted to computer porno. His parents thought that he spent all of his time in the den playing computer games, but in reality he was always looking for new and more exciting porno sites. Usually, late at night, while his parents and sister were asleep John had the opportunity to masturbate to porno stories or pictures on! his computer.
The neighbor across the street in question was Marilyn Johnson. Marilyn was 35 years old, 5-8 and 110 pounds and just the sexiest woman John had ever seen and it was his fantasy to fuck her and now he knew exactly how he was going to make that fantasy happen.
Marilyn's husband was a salesman for a local computer network provider and as such was out of town three or four days a week. They had a 18-year-old son, Jim, who was a junior at John's high school was a good friend of Johns. Three weeks ago, John and Jim were playing computer games at Jim's house and the computer malfunctioned and crashed. Jim didn't know anything about computers, but John thought he could fix it and while Jim went to the kitchen to get them both a Coke, John started looking around the hard drive for some software that would restore their game program. While Jim was in the kitchen, John found the computers recycle bin and thought that maybe the game had been shunted off to the recycle bin. He opened it up to see what was in there and found over fifty deleted files from the hard drive. The game wasn't among the files but there were several files that looked like letter document and picture files that had been deleted from the on-line server. John knew! that most people thought that when you deleted files that they were gone forever, but in fact if you didn't erase your recycle bin they were still there. Quickly, because Jim was coming back from the kitchen, John attached the files from the recycle bin to an e-mail special file and e-mailed it to his computer at home. Only later would he find his "gold mine" that he knew would lead to him live-out his fantasy of fucking Jim's mom.
Marilyn stepped out of the shower and grabbed the towel and began drying off. She was thinking about her next meeting with Mike, her husband's boss. She had met him at the company Christmas party and a little over two months later had started having an affair with him. He was really a nice guy, married, but then so was she, but boy did he know how to fuck a woman and keep her happy. As Marilyn stepped out of the bathroom she threw her towel on the bed and then heard a gasp.
"Mom!" Jim said with a shriek. "Please cover up!"
She hadn't heard Jim enter her room and was quite surprised by his presence, "Sorry Jim," she said as she grabbed the towel and covered up. "What did you want, honey?"
"Just some change for school, do you have any?"
"Yes, there is some in my purse, just take what you need and I'll see you this afternoon, OK?"
"Yea, mom. No problem. See you after school."
Marilyn removed the towel, slipped into her panties and bra and began to put on her panty hose. She noted that her pussy was a little damp, and it struck her as odd that exposing herself, even by accident, to her son had made her pussy wet. Jeez she thought, Marilyn you are a horny old woman.
After school, when John got home, he quickly turned on his computer and downloaded the e-mail file he had sent from Jim's house. It took him almost two hours, but he finally reconstructed the recycle bin and was going through the documents, one-by-one, when he found a letter from Marilyn to someone named Mike (who wasn't Jim's dad) concerning their meeting later that week. John tried to piece together the gist of the letter, but kept coming up with the feeling that Mike and Marilyn were having an affair, but couldn't prove it by the lone letter. He quickly looked through the rest of the deleted mail but there wasn't anything there from Mike nor was their anything there that would indicate that Marilyn was doing anything wrong!
John moved on to the "gif" picture files and found a lot of pictures that someone had downloaded from a daily picture web site, some family pictures that had been sent by an aunt in another state and then he found his "gold mine" of photos!
Under a listing called "M&M," which John first thought had something to do with the candy, was a group of pictures and when John opened the file to his surprise was a series of ten pictures of Marilyn and Mike... nude and fucking! Mrs. Johnson was sucking Mike's cock, taking it deep in her pussy and up her ass! She really looked great, nipples hard, and a cock in her mouth and a smile on her face and John could imagine that cock being his. He quickly printed off several copies and then sat back to think about his next step.
What to do? What to do? John thought about the photos as he stroked his cock and then it came to him; blackmail.
The next day John skipped school and with his parents at work and his sister in school he sat in the den and waited for Mrs. Johnson to return home from shopping. She drove home and turned into the driveway around noon and John grabbed a set of the photo's he had copied and put them in his back pocket. He eased out his front door and walked across the street to where Marilyn was unloading her van.
"Hi Mrs. Johnson, how are you today?"
"Oh fine, John. Not in school today?"
"No, I took a day off to take care of some personal things. Can I help you with those packages?"
"Thanks John, I appreciate that."
John took the packages and followed Mrs. Johnson into her kitchen and placed them on the kitchen table. "Thanks John."
"Awww, that's OK, Mrs. Johnson. Anything for you... if you know what I mean."
Marilyn didn't know what he meant, and was a little curious about his comment.
John moved up behind Mrs. Johnson and whispered into her ear, "Boy, you really smell great. What is that perfume?"
Marilyn, more than a little startled, jumped, turned quickly, smiled and said, "John, that's a little personal for such a young man to be asking, don't you think?"
John smiled back and said, "Actually I didn't think it was as personal as if I asked you to drop to your knees and suck my cock!"
"Wwwhat! What did you say?" Marilyn stammered. She must have misunderstood what the boy had said.
"I said, or at least inferred that I would like you to suck my cock!"
Marilyn was aghast. "John you can't talk to me like that. That is very inappropriate language and if you leave now I will forget that you ever said that. Now leave my house this instant!"
"Well, Mrs. Johnson, before you act so quickly perhaps you would like to see what I have in my back pocket?"
"John, I don't care what you have in your pocket. Get out of this house now!"
John reached into his back pocket and took the set of pictures he had printed and tossed them onto the kitchen table. "Well now, lets see how you react to these."
Marilyn's reaction was swift. She grabbed the photos, quickly scanned them then ripped them into pieces and threw them in the trash. John just stood there smiling.
