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Susan Danvers
by Isabella

It was eight o'clock in the morning, Amy and Laura had already left for school, it was their week to be picked up early. William was playing happily in front of the TV when the hammering on the door started. As I was still dressed in my nighty and dressing gown James went to open the door while I stood in the living room doorway to listen to who it was trying to beat a hole in the front door with the knocker.

"Oh, hi James, I'm in a terrible hurry, could I possibly have your father's phone number?"

"Hi Mrs. Danvers, You can have it with pleasure but he's away all week, he won't be home until Friday evening!"

"Oh God, I don't suppose you know anything about computers do you?"

"Nothing like as much as my father does, why?"

"I wrote some letters for work on Saturday, I was going to print them out today and take them in with me this morning, I couldn't print them on Saturday, the letter template puts the printed date under the address. And now the dammed computer won't switch on!

"I think you need my wife then, she has picked up a lot of things from my father!"

I was standing there in the doorway trying to catch James's attention, I had things to do, the house was a tip as I hadn't done any housework all weekend, my plan was, get William off to school and then knuckle down to some serious cleaning, washing and ironing.

"I'll get Isabella to pop straight over; I'll get William ready for school and pop him down there if it takes her more than an hour!"

I sighed, that was the end of my plans for housework for another day. I popped out to tell Susan Danvers that I would be over as soon as I was dressed.

"Please be as quick as you can, I really need to print out these letters before I go into work on the eight thirty bus!"

I knocked on her door five minutes later, she took me into her bedroom, the pc was under the window at the foot of the bed, the hard disk drive light was flashing lazily.

"See, the bloody thing won't start!"

"Looks like it's trying to boot up to me, when did you switch it on?"

"Before I came over to your house, it's been twenty to twenty five minutes so far!"

I took a quick look at her setup, everything looked like it was wired up alright, her pc was even older than mine but there was a very expensive webcam clipped on to the window frame about three feet above the monitor.

"What Anti-virus program are you using?"

"I don't have one; I don't have the internet so I didn't think I needed one!"

I was very confused, the kind of webcam I could see was the sort that people often used for security purposes, built in Infrared led lighting ring around the lens, the camera was usually supplied with programs that would monitor a room by taking one picture and holding it in memory, then, if there was any changes in the room, the camera would wake the PC up, either email or SMS message the owners smart phone and let the user view the room in real time, either on the phone or the pc.

"Oh, what did you do?"

Susan jumped as the wallpaper suddenly flashed onto the previously black screen.

"Nothing, it's just being very slow loading up, usually a virus or lack of memory problem!"

I moved the mouse to bring the pointer to the bottom of the screen, it didn't respond at first, it just twitched and then the egg-timer started to spin. When I managed to eventually get the pointer to the task bar the egg-timer was spinning away again.

"I won't be able to do anything at all until the timer stops; that will mean that everything has loaded successfully!"

"I really don't have time; I have to be on the half past eight bus into town!"

I could tell from what I had seen so far that this wasn't a quick fix, Susan's bus would be well on its way to Northampton before the egg-timer stopped whizzing round on the screen.

"I know I can get your letters off of the pc now that it's got this far, I can fetch a portable drive from home, move your letters onto it then take it home and email it in to you at work, then you can print it off there!"

Susan wasn't too sure that I would be able to do what I had said I could.

"How would you know which letters to email over to me?"

"I'll just look for documents that were created on Saturday's date and email them over to you!"

Susan still didn't seem too convinced that I'd be able to do what I had said but as she was out of time and out of options she nodded her head.

"Ok, do what you can please!"

I asked Susan if she had a spare key, she shook her head.

"We just leave the door open all day anyway!"

One of the beauties of living in a small village so far off the grid I suppose was the ability to leave the doors open without worry. I left the pc to finish loading and followed Susan out of the house so that I could fetch my portable hard drive. I took William to school and returned to Susan's bedroom, her pc was just sitting there; the egg-timer had finally stopped spinning.

I pressed the windows key and the 'E' together to open explorer, with the state of the pc I had guessed that clicking on start and my computer would have taken twice as long to open the explorer program. I spotted that there was an 'A' drive, a 'C' and 'D' drives; the 'D' drive was a CD player. I right clicked on the 'C' drive icon and selected properties, the graphical representation of the drive confirmed my suspicion, the drive size was reported out as fifteen gigabytes with fourteen point five gigabytes used. The rule of thumb is that a pc should have at least ten percent of free space on its hard disk drive, so that explained why the pc was running so slowly, no room for 'Swap file' processes to work, 'Swap file' was used in place of extra RAM to store programs that the pc needs to use just to work normally, in an ideal world there would be enough RAM so that the 'Swap file' facility wasn't needed.

I knew instantly that none of my 'tools' for restoring normal service in the computer would work with so little space available, I would need to find the largest 'Data' files, usually video clips, music or large format photographs and move them on to my portable hard drive, but I wouldn't even be able to find those files easily with so little space on the drive.

I closed the properties window, then, I opened the documents library, I would need to move a few small files off of the pc and onto my own drive before I could even start searching for those large files that really needed to be moved. It would be a long process, removing a whole gigabyte of data one small file at a time but nothing else would work properly until I had.

I decided to take all of the documents off of the hard drive one at a time, that would create a little space, then I'd look in the music folder and move all of those files one at a time, I had hoped that would give me enough free space to use the disk clean up facility to clean out a huge chunk of files that weren't needed. Mind you, with the pc not having an internet connection, there may not be the long list of cookies that my own pc would collect in just one week.

I got the documents, music and all of the pictures removed in just two hours, I had the one gigabyte of free space that would allow the disk cleanup process to work but I knew that it would take quite a while for such an old pc to search through thirteen and a half gigabytes of data. I had looked in the video library, there were just four files, I had found the biggies that I was looking for, four files, around two and a half gigabytes each, far too big to move off with just one gigabyte of free space, moving them one at a time would probably take over an hour each.

I set the disk clean up program running and took my portable disk home, once home I found the letters that Susan had written on the Saturday, I sent a 'handshake' email to Susan to confirm that I had the correct address and received a replay confirming the address was right, she had spoken to someone in her office and asked me if I could open her letters and delete the customer's name and address before emailing them over to her, she would use the customers reference number to retype the names and addresses from her notes. I used her reply button to email the altered letters one at a time over to her.

I put a load of clothes in the washing machine, then did lunch for James and myself, moved the washed clothes onto the washing line and then put another load in the machine to wash before returning to Susan's house with my portable disk.

I had planned to use the delete function in the disk cleanup program to get rid of all the niggling programs that were hanging around before removing the four large video files onto my portable disk and returning all the music, photographs and documents to Susan's pc, hoping that with over half the disk freed up the pc would return to running at its normal speed.

I would be able to burn the four files onto two DVD's when I got home but I had already noted that Susan's pc only had a CD ROM drive and no DVD player. I could get an old DVD player from my father in law and I had the skills to add the drive into Susan's PC as it had a spare bay in the front but I decided to take a quick look at the files when I got home to see if the files were valuable enough to warrant the extra time on my part.

I finished swapping all the files over by three o'clock in the afternoon, just in time to pick William up from school, I took the washing off of the line and put the second load out to dry before washing the third load. I cooked dinner and we all ate together, one of the rules that James insisted on, Breakfast was by nature a movable feast, we were all split up for lunch but dinner every evening, we all had to sit at the table together and eat and spend thirty minutes at least talking about our day.

Susan came round while we were all talking about our day so I had to excuse myself, Susan was very grateful to have her PC back, she asked me what she owed me but I waved her off, I never minded helping out one of my fellow villagers. She had reminded me of the four rather large files that I had brought home on my portable drive.

"I found that the problem was four very large video files, I can stick them on two DVD's for you if you need to keep them but you don't have a DVD player on your computer!"

"I don't think I have any video files on my computer!"

"Could your son have put them there?"

"No, Tom doesn't use my PC!"

I had obviously peaked Susan's curiosity, so I invited her in to look at the files with me, so that she could make the choice then, to burn or to delete the files. I led Susan through to my study or as the rest of the family called it, the old table at the back of the living room.

I opened the pc, Susan said that she wished her pc was half as fast as mine, I laughed.

"My pc is old and dismally slow compared with the new ones!"

We sat and I opened the first file, it was dated the previous Friday, the video opened with a picture of Susan's bedroom wall, just above her bed, I had spent so long in her bedroom that day that I knew every mark on the wall, then a hand covered the camera blocking out all light, there was a blurred green fog on the monitor, then the hand pulled away and the picture returned to full colour.

"The camera had an automatic facility to switch from normal filming to Infrared filming when it gets dark, there is a ring of lights around the lens that will light up anything within about twenty feet of the camera!"

I noticed a blush fill Susan's face, then her son, Tom's face came into shot with a huge grin on his face, when Tom's face disappeared again the camera refocused and now Susan's bed was filling the screen. I noticed that the information bar at the bottom of the screen had the date, then the time, showing hundredths of a second, there were two pictograms on the right hand side of the screen, one said safe and the other was alarm, the screen was empty for several seconds, just Susan's bed, the 'Safe' symbol was illuminated. Tom moved into frame again, the symbol flipped to alarm and a scrolling message was running across the bottom of the screen, '**** No alarm procedure set! ***'.

Susan and I watched on in silence, Susan's face was definitely very red, after a few seconds the safe symbol flashed on again, I noticed that the time no longer showed hundredths of a second, it was running through numbers just as fast as before but now it was minutes, one frame per minute while nothing changed in the picture.

Susan and I sat in silence, I looked over at her, her face was still red, suddenly the safe symbol flashed off and the alarm went on again, a shadow had been cast over Susan's bed, then an obviously drunk Susan Danvers fell onto her bed, my eyes flashed down to the time, eleven o'clock, the room had been in darkness, well, in a crazy pseudo black and white from the infra red spotlight, but now the light was on.

"Come on mum, let's get you into bed!"

Susan and I both jumped at the sound coming from my pc, Tom helped his mother up off of the bed, my eyes flicked over to Susan, her face was even redder now, she looked very uncomfortable as I looked back at the screen, Tom was unbuttoning his mother's blouse, my mind flashed through its internal files, how old was Amy when Tom moved up to 'Big' school, my subliminal maths put Tom at fourteen or fifteen, the blouse flew past the camera and on towards a seat that I remembered seeing on the right hand side of the bed.

Tom pulled his mother to her feet, Susan almost fell again but in a second her skirt and slip were on the floor, Tom helped his mother into bed and covered her with a single sheet. The light went off and three seconds later the alarm went off and safe lit up as Sue lay motionless on her left side.

I breathed a sigh of relief and I heard Susan breathe one too. We both sat there as the minutes flashed past, I was about to turn the video off when the alarm flashed on again, the picture went dark as someone passed in front of the camera, when the bed came back into focus, the frame had been widened slightly, Tom was standing at the side of his mother's bed wearing his pyjamas, the screen was still in pseudo black and white so Tom hadn't turned the bedroom light on.

I gasped and held my breath as Tom flicked the sheet off of his mother's body, her bra was off in a blur and Tom was looking at the camera as he fondled his mother's breasts, then there was a glint, almost like Tom had a flashlight in his hand, it took a few seconds to realise that the flash was the infra red light bouncing off of a pair of scissors. I wanted to gasp in again as Tom cut down the right hand side of his mother's knickers, from the waistband to the leg-hole but I couldn't as I hadn't begun breathing again after the first gasp.

Tom cut across the front of his mother's knickers from the right leg-hole to the left, Susan's turn to gasp now as her knickers were flattened out on the bed; Tom pushed his mother onto her back and opened her legs. I was desperate to turn the pc off but I couldn't move, I was transfixed, it must have been almost three minutes since I last took a breath, I wasn't the kind of woman who relished watching sexual acts on the internet (cough, cough), I certainly wasn't interested in seeing an act of incestual sex between a son and his mother, especially as she sat just a few inches from my side.

Susan, I was sure was screaming out inside for me to turn off the video too, but she, like me, was frozen to the spot seeing what her son was doing to her when she was so obviously drunk and incapable of defending herself. Tom had his mother spread for the camera, he used his fingers to pull her labia open, her inner body was glistening almost as much as the steel on the scissors had done earlier under the black-light spot light.

Then his fingers slipped inside his mother, his hand movements were too fast for the video to capture while in infra red mode, just a bluer, what was visible and audible was his mother's drunken response, Tom brought his mother to a gasping climax, her body responding very well, her back lifting off of the bed as her muscles contracted through her orgasm.

Tom displayed his fingers to the camera, showing just how wet his fingers were before he pushed his own fingers into his mouth and sucked them clean. Then he moved to kneel on the bed close to his mother's head, he untied his pyjama bottoms, for a fifteen year old boy Tom had a very respectable erection, equal to my husband's cock when inflated if not slightly longer and certainly a little fatter.

Tom knelt there and masturbated himself, he was quite verbal as he reached his own climax, we had long lost sight of his hand and cock as everything was moving far too fast for the camera to capture. When he finally climaxed he had moved his focus of attention slightly and he fired off his spunk over his mother's tits, then as he was gasping for air his fist went close to his balls and as his cock started to lose its rigidity he grasped his cock-shaft and drew his fist to the head of his cock, there was a large globule of spunk holding on to the eye of his cock, he leaned forward slightly and rubbed his cockhead along his mother's lips, drawing a line of semen like lipstick on her mouth.

I heard Susan gasp again as her tong in the film slipped out of her mouth and licked her son's semen from her lips, as she licked Tom reintroduced his cock again and his mother licked that before opening her mouth and taking his flaccid member into her mouth.

"Turn it off please!"

Susan whispered almost silently.

"My god, I thought that was all a dream, it has been so long since Tom's father left me, please, please turn it off and destroy all four videos!"

Susan went from a whisper to quite loud as she begged me to destroy the evidence; Tom was at the point of almost doing push-ups with his cock being suckled in his mother's mouth, as my hand moved slowly to the mouse to kill the video the door burst open and Amy walked in the room.

"Mum, dad said to ask if you are coming back or should we just carry on without you?"

I have no idea just how much my daughter saw on the computer screen before I managed to press the stop button but her eyes were wide open and the look of shock and surprise that was imprinted on her face only mirrored the look of shock I must have had on my own face. Susan watched as I deleted the four files before leaving the room and my house.

Before I went to bed I scanned the area for new wi-fi connections, something I did regularly, I had mapped the area's coming of age as more and more people in our village got wi-fi broadband connections, that night I spotted a new hot-spot on the either, it didn't have the usual pc or printer symbol on the screen but a film camera with the name 'Sue-Cam', it was open access and as I clicked onto the image there was Susan, undressing for bed on my pc screen.

I'd definitely have to make a phone call in the morning, either to Susan to warn her that her troubles were being broadcast on 2.4 ghz to the whole village or to Ron, My father in law to give him a heads-up to look for 'Sue-Cam' and ask him how I could 'undelete' files from my portable hard disk.

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