I shut off the video and put my cock away. Then I unlock my door and get back to work. I answer emails for a little while when my phone goes off. I check the caller ID and see that it’s Jason, the PI. I immediately answer.
“Hello, Jason.” I say into the phone.
“Keith Strulk has just been arrested.” Jason replies.
“What? How? For what?” I stammer.
“Remember the notebook the police found in his locker?” he asks.
“Yes. You told me.” I say.
“It gave them enough to get a warrant for his house. The idiot had some hiding spot beneath his floorboards, but apparently didn’t realize that drug-sniffing dogs could still find it.” Jason snorts.
“What did they find?” I wonder.
“A notebook listing everyone he took bets from, several varieties of narcotics, including the date rape drug.” Jason answers.
“So, he’s screwed?” I ask.
“Probably.” Jason says. “Bail hasn’t been set yet, and when it is, his parents will probably have to put up their house for him to make bond.”
“All thanks to you.” I say happily. I mean it, too. It was Jason who sparked the search of lockers at the high school, leading to all this. “Thank you, Jason.”
“It’s been my pleasure.” Jason answers. “Everything I learn about this piece of shit makes me hate him more.”
“Do you know anything more about that party?” I ask.
“Not really.” Jason sighs. “I know they brought in a number of people for questioning. So far, no charges have been filed. I don’t even know about any restraining orders.”
“Well, at least Keith is off the streets for now.” I say into the phone.
“Yes.” Jason answers. “I’ll keep you posted.”
“Great, thanks Jason.” I reply.
“You’re welcome. Goodbye.” he responds.
“Goodbye.” I say before pushing end.
I let out a sigh of relief. The piece of shit who raped my girlfriend, who raped my daughter, is finally getting arrested. There’s at last some justice in the world. I smile. Then I check my phone and realize I have a text from Kayla.
Kayla: Keith just got arrested!
Steven: I know! I heard from the PI just now. This is great news!
Kayla: Thank you so much, Daddy! I love you! I love you!
Steven: I’d do anything for you. I love you, too.
Kayla: Talk tonight?
Steven: Yes. Bye, Kayla.
Kayla: Later, Daddy!
Taking a sip of my drink, I am suddenly inspired. I stand up, and head for my office door. It’s a nice day, and life is good; I’m gonna go for a relaxing walk. I smile at Stacey as I pass her desk, and she comments that I seem to be in a good mood.
“I am!” I say.
“I’m glad, Sir.” Stacey smiles.
“I’m going for a walk, I’ll be back soon.” I tell her. “You can call me if something comes up.”
“I will, Sir. Enjoy.” she says.
I walk by my various other employees, and acknowledge all of them with smiles and waves. They nod politely in my direction as I make my way out of the building. As I’m starting my walk, my phone goes off again.
Lexi: KEITH GOT ARRESTED!!!!!
Steven: I just heard! 😀
Lexi: I’m so happy, I might pee!
Steven: Well, go to the bathroom!
Lexi: Good idea. Hang on.
I chuckle, but don’t reply to Lexi’s text. A couple minutes later, I receive a picture message. Lexi is sitting in a bathroom stall with her shirt and bra pulled up over her breasts. Her lightly-freckled face is beaming at the camera.
Lexi: Titties! You’re getting the extra good loving tonight!
Steven: Oh yeah?
Lexi: YES!!! I’m so sorry, Baby. Kayla’s going through so much, we haven’t been screwing.
Steven: Hey, it’s okay. You don’t owe me sex.
Lexi: I know, but I love having sex with you. I miss it. 🙁
Steven: I miss it, too. I jacked off a little while ago to porn. 😛
Lexi: Aw! Poor baby! 🙁 I’ll make it up to you tonight. 😉
Steven: I can’t wait. 🙂
Lexi: I just told Nicole how amazing you are, getting Keith arrested. She’s gonna text you!
Steven: Okay!
Lexi: Later, Baby! :*
Steven: Enjoy your day, Lexi.
I continue my walk, enjoying the sunshine. Then I decide to head back to the office. On my way back, I receive another picture message. This one is of Nicole in a bathroom. Her business jacket and button-down shirt are open. Her bra is up over her mid-size, freckled breasts. Nicole’s pink nipples look delicious.
Nicole: Lexi told me what happened. We both agree you deserve all the titties.
Steven: I do love the titties. Especially yours. 😉
Nicole: Flatterer.
Steven: You know it!
Nicole: If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you’re trying to get in my pants. 😛
Steven: Me? Never!
I’m almost back to my office when my phone goes off again. Yet another picture message. This time, it’s a shot up Nicole’s business skirt. Her panties are around her thighs, and I can see her red bush, with the beautiful pink gash beneath it.
Nicole: I’m so wet for you. 😉
Steven: You liar; you’re not wearing pants!
Nicole: Really? That’s your response?
Steven: What should I have said?
Nicole: Oh, I don’t know, how about a comment about how hard I make you? Or a dick pic!
Steven: You want a dick pic?
Nicole: Yes, dammit!
Steven: Okay, hang on.
Nicole: Hurry up!
Steven: Are you hiding in the bathroom with your tits out and panties down?
Nicole: Yes! I’m horny! Hurry up so I can have a quick cum!
Soon, I’m back at the office. I hurry through the building, wave to Stacey, who actually rolls her eyes, then disappear into my office and lock the door. Sitting at my desk, I pull out my cock and stroke myself to hardness while admiring the nudes Nicole sent. Then I take a picture of my hard dick and send it to Lexi’s sister.
Steven: So hard for you!
Nicole: Mm, nicest cock I’ve ever seen. Stroke it for me!
Steven: I am! Push two fingers in your pussy.
Nicole: They’re in, Babe. I’m fingering myself, wishing your cock was in me.
Steven: I wish I was inside you. Holding your tits as I fuck you as hard and fast as I can.
Nicole: Yes, Baby, yes!
Steven: Take my dick, Nicole!
Nicole: You’re so big inside me. You’re stretching my little pussy!
Steven: Show me!
I wait for a minute, stroking myself as I do so. Eventually, my phone goes off. It isn’t a picture, it’s a video. The camera is shaky, but I can clearly see Nicole pushing two fingers in and out of her sopping wet hole. She lets out a loud breath, and the video ends.
Nicole: You like that, Baby?
Steven: I love it! I’m behind you, holding your hips, fucking you.
Nicole: My tits bouncing as I take it like a good, little Slut!
Steven: You’re my Slut, Nicole.
Nicole: Yes! I belong to you! My body is yours to enjoy!
Steven: I’m close.
Nicole: So am I, Baby! So am I!
Steven: I’m cumming. Inside you.
Nicole: Pumping it into me while I scream your name.
Steven: Until cum is leaking out of you.
Nicole: Yes! I’m cumming, yes!
For the second time today, I cum all over my hand. Fortunately, the same box of tissues is nearby, so I can clean up. Once my cock and hand are clean, I put my flaccid penis back into my pants and sigh in contentment.
Steven: I came.
Nicole: Mm, so did I. Thanks, Baby!
Steven: My pleasure.
Nicole: Will you cum in my pussy on Sunday?
Steven. Yes. I will.
Nicole: It’s a date! I have to get back to work. Later! :*
Steven: Have a good one.
A few minutes later, I receive one last picture of Nicole. She’s sitting at her desk, fully dressed, and with a radiant smile on her face. Fuck, she really is beautiful. I smile as I think about how far we’ve come. From near enemies, to lovers. In such a short span. I’m really fond of Nicole now. I’m glad she’s in our lives. Suddenly, there’s a knock at the door.
“Come in!” I call out.
“Are you done jacking off?” Stacey asks when she pokes her head in.
“Am I that obvious?” I reply with a wince.
“Yes.” Stacey rolls her eyes. “And it’s obvious something good has happened. You’re in a terrific mood.”
“Yeah, something good has happened.” I nod.
“You and Lexi get engaged or something?” she asks.
“No, nothing like that.” I shake my head. “I can’t really talk about it, though.”
“Of course not. I’m not family.” Stacey says simply.
“Stacey…”I trail off. She’s right though, she isn’t family. She doesn’t know about Kayla and Lexi’s rapes. She doesn’t know all the details.
“It’s fine, it’s just the truth.” she snaps.
“I care about you, Stacey.” I say sincerely.
“Yeah, that’s obvious.” Another eye roll accompanies the sarcasm.
“Is there something you needed?” I ask in an authoritative tone.
“Sorry, Sir.” Stacey mutters. “And yes, are you available a week from Sunday for a round of golf?”
“With?” I inquire.
“The president of YouInvest, that company you’ve been trying to buy, remember? The small investment firm.” Stacey explains.
“Ah, yes. Of course! I remember.” I answer. “Yes, I’m available in the morning.”
“Great. I’ll book the round.” she nods.
“Thank you, Stacey.” I reply.
“You’re welcome, Sir.” Stacey states politely.
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