Groped, Betrayed, Blackmailed [Blackmail], [NC], [FF], [MF]

The Story Continues:

It had been months since the teachers conference. They were on spring break for a week when they returned, so that gave Vicki time to heal and get over the soreness caused by what she had been through. During that time Lisa had tried to get in touch a couple of times. Her attempts were futile. Vicki had no intention of ever speaking to her again. She hadn’t heard from Mr. Earl, thankfully, nor had she seen him anywhere around town, and she hoped she never would: Mr. Earl, however had other plans.

She had decided she would put off “explaining” to her husband the reason why she had shaved her bush at least for a day or two. She needed to examine her sore body for bruises and give her sore ass and cunt time to heal. The first night would be no problem. She could explain she was tired from her trip. But she wouldn’t be able to put it off for long she knew.

When she got home it was late afternoon
He had a bottle of her favorite wine chilled and a light supper planned. She tried her best to act normal and not let on about the pain she was in or let her distress show. He helped her unload her bags and she said she’d unpack later. Telling him she needed a bath before they ate, she promised to then unwind and tell him about her trip. As she soaked in the tub and let the warm water soothe her aches, she inspected her body and cringed at the sight of her now smooth cunt, and tried to make up a story about how wonderful the conference had been. The wine helped to loosen her up a bit, and during the conversation she told him she had a “surprise” for him, but he would have to wait till later to receive it. As soon as she said it she regretted it, and later when they went to bed, as expected he wanted to have sex. She was able to beg off, telling him she was tired and promising to show him the surprise the next night.

By then she had a prickly stubble where her bush had been and she knew to make her story believable she’d have to shave. During her bath she brought out her razor, and grimacing took care of the problem. As she worked, her mind went back to what Mr. Earl had said as Lisa shaved her the first time. “Give you both something to explain to their husbands”. That night at bedtime, she put on her gown, but not her panties. As they lay in bed, she got up her courage and asked if he was ready for his surprise. He couldn’t hide his excitement as he assured her he was. Nervously, she took his hand and guided it under her gown, and placed it where her bush once was. He moved is fingers lightly for a moment, exclaimed “what the?” And flipped on the light. She smiled the best she could and asked if he liked it. Confused, he said “well, what made you decide to do that ?” She then told the made up story about the swimsuit, as she did, she played with his now hardening cock. Of course he wanted to see her in it, and unable to stall him, reluctantly got up, went to her dresser and then to the bathroom to put it on. Looking in the mirror at the tiny, too small bikini on her body, she thought she looked ridiculous, and was afraid her husband would too. When he saw her he said “you wore that while you were at the conference with all the other teachers and administrators around ?” She assured him she and Lisa had each bought swimsuits, and didn’t wear them till everyone else they knew had left. She didn’t realize how small it was, and it was non returnable. She could tell he didn’t believe her story. All he said was, “well I can’t wait to see you in it at the beach. She knew she’t have to wear it for him at least once. She dreaded the thought.

To be continued…

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