The events in this story are entirely fictional. Karen, however, is very real. She and I worked together on this, and it is as much her story as it is mine. The easy way to tell what is from her and what is from me is: if it is good, it is from her. If it sucks, then it is all me. Working on this story has really gotten her excited, so please comment so she'll know if it excites you as well.
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Karen looked at her watch again. She couldn't believe only 3 minutes had gone by since she had checked last. This party was lasting forever. Actually, it wasn't the party. It was a nice barbecue, and she and Tim liked all the friends here, so she should be enjoying herself. Unfortunately, ever since she realized that she hadn't shut down her computer before leaving the house, she had become incredibly nervous. If Nikki were to get on there... Well she didn't even want to think about the consequences of that.
Karen looked over at Tim, as he opened another beer. She was driving tonight, so they had agreed that he could have a few beers tonight She was cool with that; he had definitely earned it. Unfortunately, it also meant that they wouldn't be leaving for a while. She rejoined the group of women in the kitchen, and tried to act like she was engaged and interested in the conversation waiting for it to be late enough for it to be reasonable to make an exit.
It seemed like forever, but at last Karen checked her watch and it was after 10:00. She worked her way out to the garage where the men were shooting darts, and gave Tim the sign that she wanted to go soon. He seemed a little disappointed, but it was a school night, so even though he was a little buzzed she could tell he knew that it would be better to go soon. He chugged the last of his beer, and they both said their goodbyes.
Once in the minivan, it became clear to Karen that Tim had drunk a bit more than she thought. She smiled to herself, happy that he had cut loose a bit. He worked really hard, and was a great husband and father. It made her feel good when she could give him the opportunity to relax and have a good time.
The house was dark when they pulled into the garage. They had talked on the way home and had agreed that Tim was going to go to bed (or maybe even pass out) while Karen paid the babysitter and closed up the house for the night. Karen had butterflies in her stomach when she thought about Nikki, but she knew that most likely the babysitter hadn't even gone into her office, much less looked at her computer. She was growing more confident that everything would be okay.
As Tim careened upstairs to the bedroom, Karen found Nikki in the den, playing with her iPhone. Karen told her she would write her a check, and headed back to the kitchen. She got the check book out, and wrote out the check. When Nikki came into the kitchen, Karen asked her how the kids had been.
"Oh they were great. You, however, you've been very naughty," Nikki smiled in a way that was not at all nice.
The bottom of Karen's stomach fell out. She actually felt dizzy. Had Nikki seen what was on her computer? What would this college student think of her?
"I actually got here a bit early today. I knocked, but no one answered, so I let myself in. I found you in your study, when you were in there by yourself before Tim got home with the kids."
Karen felt like she was going to hyperventilate, this was even worse than she had thought. Before Tim got back with the kids she had been chatting with a man she had met online. She had contacted him a month or so ago, after reading a story he had posted that had really turned her on. The story had been about a woman who was blackmailed, and sexually dominated and humiliated by a younger woman. She had never before told anybody about how much stories like this turned her on, but she had contacted Duke, as he called himself, and shared her dark fantasies.
As time went on, Duke had pushed her to tell him more and more about herself, and what turned her on. She would get so excited chatting with him, that she would become desperate to cum. She had started to keep her large red vibrator near her computer, and she would use it on herself as she chatted. Once Duke had found that out, he insisted that she use it every time they chatted. Being that turned on, she started to say things that she couldn't believe she was saying. She had told him about how she fantasized about being dominated by a younger woman, and she had even written about Nikki. Nikki was a college senior at the school nearby, and was on a volleyball scholarship. She had long, tan legs that she liked to show off, large, firm breasts, and she was a half a head taller than Karen. She was exactly the kind of young woman that fit Karen's fantasies of being dominated, and Duke had coaxed her in their chat session into telling him her fantasies about being dominated by Nikki.
In time, Duke had expanded the requirement that not only should Karen use the vibrator on herself, but that she should be naked as well. While Karen could have told just told him that she was naked and playing with herself, the whole thing turned her on and soon she was naked and using a vibrator on herself most days as she chatted with this stranger. Duke continued to find more extreme things for her to do, coaxing Karen into using other things to stuff into her pussy. Today, he had made her use a large cucumber she had in the kitchen. Duke had also been trying to get Karen to send him some pictures of herself naked and masturbating. Karen had been resisting doing this for a couple weeks, but today Duke had been especially insistent, and she had been even more turned on than normal. The final straw was that he said if she did not send him something as proof he would stop chatting with her as of today. So this afternoon she had gone ahead, and taken some pictures of herself naked using the cucumber on herself, and after getting him to agree not to ask for more she sent them to him. She had been living especially dangerously, since she had done this while Tim was off at the kid's soccer practice, and she knew that he would be home soon and that Nikki would arrive shortly after that. She had pushed the chat to the last minute, and had still been naked and using the cucumber when she heard the garage door open, letting her know that Tim was home. She barely had time to hide cucumber, and run jump in the shower, so she wouldn't have to explain why she was naked. When she got out Tim was upstairs and he told her Nikki had just arrived, and she never had the chance to shut down her computer.
Now Nikki was saying she had been there before Tim got home. That meant she had seen Karen naked and playing with herself as she typed Karen looked at the babysitter in stunned silence.
"Quite an interesting friend you have there. What's his name, Duke? You've told him a lot of stuff haven't you?," Nikki smiled as she played with her iPhone a bit. She held it and Karen could see one of the pictures of herself that she had sent to Duke this afternoon. "I really like this picture, it looks like you are really having fun. What do you think Tim would say if he knew you were chatting with strange men, and sending him pictures of you naked?"
"Please.... no," Karen barely managed to whisper.
"I wonder what he would say if he knew you fantasized about being dominated and having lesbian sex with your baby sitter? I'll bet that would turn him on, eh? He'd like that one, wouldn't he?"
"No, no, please," Karen continued to whisper. Her mind was spinning, this couldn't be possible. All she could think was that Tim could not find out, he would not understand. She and Tim had an active and pretty wild sex life, and Tim knew that Karen had some lesbian experiences in college, but he had made it clear over their almost 20 years of marriage that he didn't want to share. He liked all kinds of wild sex between just the two of them, and he liked it when she dressed up a bit. He did like teasing her and keeping her on edge, but she knew he didn't share her darker fantasies of domination, forced blow jobs, her fascination with cum, or any of the other little secrets she kept. Karen kept thinking what a good man Tim was, and how hurt he would be if he found all this out, and that she had been sharing it with a stranger on the internet. She had to find a way to keep Nikki quiet.
"Don't let Tim know, please, he can't find out about this," Karen begged softly.
"Here's a photo I took of you while you were typing, well typing with one hand," Nikki's grin was now truly evil as she held up her phone with another photo. It was taken from behind Karen as she sat naked at the desk, her computer screen clearly in a chat session, with her feet up on the desk, and her hand on the base of the huge cucumber that was going into her pussy. "I also emailed myself all of your saved chat session with Duke. I didn't get to read all of them, but they look very interesting. They are now stored at my private website, so don't worry about wiping your computer or trying to steal my phone or anything. They are perfectly safe with me."
