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I began working for Hotel Enterprises right out of college when I was 21 years old. Since my major had been in law enforcement I began to work in the company’s security department or as some call I became a ‘Hotel Dick’. I almost immediately found that I had a real flair for the work and began to work my way up the ladder in Hotel Enterprises Miami Florida location.

I soon learned that the majority of hotel security is staffed by over-the-hill cops and burnt out ex-military men. Both of these groups are prone to alcohol abuse, tall tales, and womanizing. These men were very slack in their duties and allowed prostitutes and all manner of disagreeable characters into the hotel for the payment of bribes or sexual favors.

My assistant security manager Wade Rogers was a good case in point. I had caught him taking kickbacks from pimps, drug pushers, and once right in the act of having sex with a prostitute in his office. Wade was ex-military security from the USAF and a total burnout at age 32. He was rather handsome if you liked them tall, dark, and cynical. Wade also thought he was a top shelf ladies man and tried his best to get me naked and in one of the hotels beds.

While I don’t consider myself a prude, I also have no use for casual sex for myself or anyone else for that matter. My build and looks had always been a curse for me in that regard. I’m blonde, blue, and 5’ 10”, with a 38-23-36 figure. In other words I seemed to be a man magnet since I was in high school. I’d lost my virginity at age 19 in college more or less to see what sex was all about. I failed to see what all the excitement was about. Me and a man all hot and sweaty with him bouncing his belly on mine while his penis rooted around in my vagina. There was some fleeting pleasure, but not enough to warrant the attendant dangers.

I had went on the pill to have my sexual experiences and stayed on the pill for several years as I had several more flings looking for Mr. Right as my mother kept calling it. However the pill made me retain water and I gained weight. I stopped taking the pill when I was 24 and stopped looking for Mr. Right.

I was head of security at our Miami location by the time I was 25 and by the time I was 28 I was looking to move on up into the corporate system. Wade Rogers actions and behavior was going to screw up my promotion agenda and I made it plain to him that he would be fired in the near future, as soon as I was given the OK by corporate security.

Wade had growled something about my being too big for my breeches and stalked off. I gave his comment no real thought and just went about my business.

Two days after I had given Wade Rogers my final word on his security skills I was working the late shift as the sole member of hotel security. That’s when I got a call that there was excessive noise coming from the East wing of the hotel. There should not have been any noise coming from the East wing because that wing was being extensively renovated and not due to reopen for at least two more weeks. It was 10PM on a Friday night and there should have been no one in the East wing. At once I suspected that Wade had given a key or keys to some of the rooms so prostitutes could practice their trade.

I at once made my way to the East wing and took the elevator up to the fifth floor where the noise was suppose to be coming from. Once on the fifth floor I heard loud music issuing from room 504 and used my pass card key to gain entrance to the room. The rooms were furnished with beds, the bathrooms worked, and the carpets were down. All that was left to do was bring in the tables, chairs, and other small amenities.

When I entered room 504 the lights were on and a CD-player was playing 70’s Rock & Roll at an ear-splitting level. I saw no one in the room and stepped toward the player to turn it off. Too late I heard stealthy footfalls behind me as something was thrown over my head and I was pushed face first into the bed. I was fighting to scream and get free at the same time. Before I could recover I felt my slacks pulled down and a sharp sting in my left hip. My vision swam and in moments I was unconscious.

I came around slowly with the sound of males voices in my ears and the Rock music still playing. Blinking my eyes I realized I was flat on my back on the bed with my arms roped to the upper bed frame. I felt a bit chilly and saw to my shock that I was naked and there were three strange men in the room. One of the men said, “Ah the lovely head of hotel security is awake.”

I began to scream, curse, and struggle all at once. “HELP, HELP RAPE! LET ME GO YOU BASTARDS! YOU’RE ALL GOING TO JAIL FOR KIDNAPPING AND ASSAULT!”

The man who had spoken first sniggered as he replied. “Yell all you want the wing is deserted and the music is loud and security is already here.”

I realized he was right and for the first time the icy fingers of fear closed around my heart. “W-W-What are you going to do to me,” I stammered.

Another man growled, “Anything we want to and if you’re real good you won’t get hurt any more than necessary!”

The third man approached my bound and vulnerable body and stood looking down at me. His right hand pulled tenderly on my pink nipples and they grew erect despite my dilemma. I screamed my outrage at once, “GET YOU’RE FUCKING FILTHILY HANDS OFF ME!”

“You’re right about fucking sweet thing, you’re going to get some of that all right,” was the chilling reply.

The first man said, “OK let’s get to it I want to sample Ms Lori Reed’s luscious charms.” The men all spoke in well educated voices and were well dressed in casual South Florida attire.

With mounting dread I knew I was going to be raped and I was helpless to prevent it. The men began to remove their clothing and soon the first man was on the bed with me between my spread legs. I began to kick my legs and the man hissed, “Stop kicking or that pretty face of yours won’t be so pretty any more!”

The threat chilled my insides and I lay still as the man pushed my legs further apart and parted the dark blonde hair on my pubes. His fingers opened the lips of my vagina and found the pink nub of my clitoris at the top of my slit. He teased my clitoris out from its sheath and my hips bounced in reflex. He said in a low whisper. “Oh yeah this piece is gonna be a hot one. Wait until she has a dick in her and we’ll really see her squirm!”

The mans words woke me to a new fear. I wasn’t on any birth control and they were going to rape me. I thought, “My God I could get pregnant by these monsters!” I voiced my fears at once. “Please you can’t! I’m not using birth control! I don’t want to get pregnant!”

The man stroking my clit chuckled. “Not to worry Lori we’re all going to wear condoms. There won’t be any liquid DNA from us in your snatch when were done with you!”

As I was digesting the man’s words he pushed his hands under my hips and lowered his face into my open sex lips. In the past men had wanted to go down on me, however I had always refused as it seemed a nasty and perverted thing to do. I had no choice that time as the man’s tongue began to lick my clitoris and dart into my sexual opening.

I watched the man’s head bob up and down between the hills of my heaving breasts and wanted it all to just be over. Instead the man’s talented tongue woke unfamiliar fervor in my sexual organs. My nipples grew painfully taut and copious amounts of my feminine juices began to seep from my open sex sheath. My legs seemed to have a mind of their own as my feet found purchase on the man’s muscled shoulders. I saw the grinning faces of the other two men watching me and wanted to feel embarrassment and humiliation. Somehow the feelings would not come and I was becoming more caught up in the act of having oral sex performed on my body against my will. Multiple rape was mere minutes away for me and I was acting like the sluts I went to college with.

The man shoved my legs up and back until my knees were squeezing my large breasts and both of my nether holes were accessible for what ever he was pleased to do. His long tongue delved deep into my sex sheath as I tossed my head with unbidden wanton pleasure. Then he was back on my clit and I felt my orgasm coming. The feelings rushed into my belly and brain and I gave myself over to pleasure I’d never known before.

I heard my voice crying out with when the delight became to grand for me to keep silent. “YESSSS OHHHH YESSS! MORE DO IT MORE, I’M CUMMING!” My body bounced on the bed as my internal organs clenched and spasmed with a climax like nothing I’d ever known before.

One of the men observed, “I knew she was a slut when I first saw her. Big tits, big ass, and hot-to-trot!”

The man with his face in my slit leaned back and taunted me as his hands opened a condom package and began to roll it on his 6” prick. “Tell me Lori what do you want now, use the nasty words you know the words I mean! I licked you to a nice climax, although you want more don’t you?”

My intellect told me he was baiting me. He wanted me to debase myself by asking him to fuck me. So said my intellect, however my intellect wasn’t controlling my body or my voice right then. “FUCK ME YOU BASTARD! SHIT I WANT A MAN INSIDE ME! RAPE ME YOU BASTARD!” Shame should have washed over me nevertheless it did not. Instead I impatiently watched as the man finished fiddling with the condom and slipped his latex covered manhood between the lips of my sex. He held my knees as his hips pushed forward and his male organ slipped easily inside me.

I could feel the heat of his prick through the latex barrier and when he released my legs I wrapped my calves over his hip bones and bucked my crotch upward. He was long enough to rub my ‘G’ spot on his in thrust and thick enough to fill me nicely without any pain. I was hot and slick inside and we soon settled into a fuck rhythm that soon had my clit on fire again and my inner sex organs twitching.

I came again some minutes before I felt the man’s cock swell inside me and begin to spit semen into the reservoir tip of the condom. Despite the danger of being impregnated I wished I could feel his sperm shoot into me when he came.

The first men dismounted from my sweating body and the second man wasted no time in plugging my womanhood. I made no protest, I knew I was going to have to service all three men and protests were useless. The second man took his time with long slow strokes that had me again right on the cusp of a climax, but he held back causing me to cry out again. “DON’T TEASE ME! RAPE ME HARD AND MAKE ME CUM!”

At last the man speeded up and I climaxed again before he filed his condom with his seed. When the third man entered me I was sure I couldn’t cum again and found out I was wrong. I came with the third man just like I had the first two. In fact I came at least once each time I was fucked and each man took his turn in my hot snatch. Each man took me twice and my climaxes never stopped.

At last I lay on the bed exhausted from my gangbang and watched the men begin to dress. The first man approached me again and without a word popped another hypo into my right hip. I tried to speak, to ask what would happen to me now, however the room swirled and I slumped into a drugged slumber.

I wasn’t out for more than an hour or so and when I came to I was still naked, however my hands were free, and the CD-player was gone. The men were also gone as if they had never even been there. I eased my body to my feet wincing at the tenderness in my vagina. It had been a long time since my sex organ had been used and it had never been used six times in a row before.

Of course I didn’t report my gang rape. I mean how could I report such a thing? I was the chief of security and if I could be raped in the hotel, how could guests feel secure? Shame and humiliation set in once the exhilaration of bondage rape was gone. I admitted to myself that it had been the best sex I had ever experienced and by the time a week had gone by I was beginning to feel horny.

A week after my gang rape I was again on nightshift when Wade Rogers walked into my office and locked the door behind him. I looked up at him in distaste and asked in a sour tone, “What the hell are you doing here? You’re suppose to be off today. Did you come in to spirit in more whores and pimps?”

Wade just smiled as he popped a disc into the tower of my computer and booted it up. I was on the point of asking him what this was all about when my computer screen lit up and the disk began to play. It took me only seconds to realize that I was looking at myself on the screen. There I was in living color in room 504 with three naked men.

I watched in mounting horror as the first man licked my sex and brought me to climax. Then the man slipping his dick in me and fucking me to another climax. My voice was faithfully reproduced along with shots of my face, breasts, and crotch. The scenes were skillfully shot or edited so that none of the men’s faces appeared on screen nevertheless it faithfully reproduced their male organs pumping away in my belly.

I knew in a flash of insight that Wade had orchestrated the entire incident. I looked away from the screen and into Wade’s smirking face. I felt my face flame in humiliation and embarrassment. I heard my voice say in a mechanical tone. “So what do you want and what do you plan on doing with the disc?”

Wade’s smirk became wider as he began to speak. “Well first off I keep my job or a copy of the disc goes to corporate security. That’s right I have several copies of the disc and you can have this one. The guys I hired are old friends of mine from my service days and they won’t talk. Now as to what I really want, right now I want to sit in your chair while you give me a blowjob.”

At once I exploded in fury jumping to my feet and raising my voice. “NO DAMN WAY YOU SON-OF-A-BITCH! I’M NOT PUTTING YOUR FILTHY COCK IN MY MOUTH!”

Wade calmly replied, “Yes you will or you’ll lose your job and be lucky to get another one flipping burgers. I’ve got you where I want you and I intend to use your fine body any way I see fit.”

The bastard had me and he knew it. If corporate security even had a hint of what had occurred in room 504 I was finished. Defeated I said, “How do you want to do this? I caution you I’ve never given oral sex before!”

Wade laughed as walked in from of my chair and said, “Open my belt pull my zipper and pants down. From there we’ll wing it. Oh before you do that take your blouse and bra off I want to see those big titties naked!”

I steeled myself for the coming ordeal as I stripped off my blouse and bra and stood naked to the waist in front of a man I detested. Wade used his left hand to tweak my pink nipples and a surge of sexual excitement raced through my belly. My hands fumbled with Wade’s clothing and finally his trousers pooled around his shoes. He wasn’t wearing underwear and I felt my eyes go wide in shock at the size of his half erect prick. He would at least 10” long fully erect and very thick. His was by far the largest prick I’d ever seen.

Wade sat down in my chair and spread his legs. He began to give me commands like I was his paid whore and in reality that’s what I was. “On your knees Lori get the head in your mouth and run your tongue over it. When I’m fully hard I want you to deep throat me while you play with my balls.”

I took a tentative lick of Wade’s rising male member and found it strangely stimulating. Wade leaned forward and began to lightly squeeze my nipples again. I could not stop my hips from squirming with sexual excitement. My right hand found Wade’s tight testicular sack and began to fondle it. Wade growled, “Deep I want my cock deep in your mouth!”

Wade was debasing me and I still resented it, however I could feel my own sex begin to moisten and my nipples were beginning to throb from being so stiff. I went down on Wade and gagged a bit. In a few minutes I found a natural rhythm of bobbing my head back and forth and I was giving head like a pro.

My hands also seemed to have a mind of their own as my right hand persisted in toying with Wade’s balls while my left hand began to knead his amazingly solid lower abdomen. I realized that Wade was in very good shape and I began to lose my focus on hating the man.

Wade was making tiny sounds of delight while his hands began to knead my 38D’s in earnest. I could taste a bit of his semen by then and was astonished that I wasn’t disgusted by the flavor. Wade’s abdomen tensed and he hissed in a low voice, “Going to cum Lori! Going to cum in your sweet slut mouth! UNNNNNN! Yeah ohhhh shit yeah, take it slut take it all right into your slut belly!”

Wade’s organ bulged inside my mouth and began to spit ropes of starchy semen into my oral cavity. I gulped it all down just like I a whore who enjoyed her vocation. At last Wade’s balls ran dry and he sat back with a satisfied sigh. My own sex was drenched with feminine juices by then and my breasts were aching from need. I knew what I wanted and what I needed and to my chagrin I heard my voice say as I savored the taste of Wades semen in my mouth. “I need it Wade! You bastard I need you inside me!”

Wade stood and adjusted his clothing and looking at me with contempt said, “Room 504 in one hour. No bra and no panties and you better bring the condoms because I don’t buy them!”

Wade left my office and left me a very irritated frustrated woman. My loathing for the man resurfaced and then the humiliation crashed in on me. I had begged the son-of-bitch for sex! Now he was giving me commands like he possessed me and on reflection I understood he did possess me!

The disc was still playing on my computer and I watched more of my likeness taking three men on in what could only be descried as a gang bang. Watching my image take man after man into my slit frustrated me even more and when the disc stopped playing, I played it again.

I went into my private washroom and stripped of my panties and found the center strip was soaked with my juices. I put my blouse back on and then walked down to the public ladies room and purchased two packages of condoms. I was horrified at what came next, nonetheless my body was whispering, ‘You know you want it!’

My knees were trembling and my hands were sweating when I stood outside room 504. I knew if I entered the room I would be crossing my own personal Rubicon. Almost I wheeled to turn and flee. Almost I put my career and my old life aside and went off into the night to start over someplace else. Almost I did those things, nonetheless my sweating right hand opened the door to room 504 and saw the sardonic face of Wade Rogers standing near the bed sipping a glass of what appeared to be champagne.

I closed and locked the door behind me. Wade said in a jovial tone, “Come on Lori have a glass of bubbly. Relax and get into the spirit of not being in control.”

I said nothing as I accepted a glass of champagne from Wade’s hand and drank it as I eyed my tormenter. Wade was shirtless, barefoot, and wearing only a pair of black silk boxers. Somehow in the past I had missed the fact that Wade was broad chested, with a tight muscled abdomen, and long muscular legs. If the bastard wasn’t so arrogant and sarcastic he would be any women’s dream catch. I drank two glasses of chilled champagne before Wade said, “Did you bring the condoms?”

I pulled the two packets of condoms from my pocket and tossed them on the bed. Wade nodded and said, “Now off with the blouse. I want to see those big titties again.”

Feeling a bit lightheaded from the champagne as (I’m not much of a drinker) I unbuttoned my blouse and cast it aside. I forced myself not to cover my breasts as Wade stood regarding me with a speculative expression. I saw a noticeable bulge begin to form behind the fly of his boxers. Wade gave a twirling motion with his right index finger saying, “Turn around, bend over and grab your ankles I want to see if the panties are gone and your blonde snatch.”

I could feel my face flaming with humiliation as I did as Wade ordered. My skirt was above the knee when I stood erect and with me bent over my sex would be on full display from behind. My large breasts swayed and bounced as I fought to maintain my stance. Wade called out, “Spread your legs wider I want to see both holes!”

My mortification increased as I spread my legs allowing Wade to see my anal entrance as well as my sexual one. Looking between my spread legs I saw Wade walk up behind me and then felt his hot hands on my buttocks. I bit my lip as his hands pulled my rear crevice wider open and a finger lightly traced the depths of that crevice from over my anus and stop at the rear of my vagina.

I was dizzy from the champagne and being bent over with my head down. The finger continued down parting my dark muff and then unsealing the lips of my sex and stopping right on my clitoris.

A second finger petted my anus and then began to slip inside that orifice. I protested, “NOOOO Wade, that’s dirty!”

Wade chuckled, “I think you like it Lori! I think you like my finger sinking right into your tight asshole!”

I grunted a bit as Wade’s finger sank to the last knuckle into my rectum. Nothing had even went inside that hole before and the feeling of Wade’s finger rooting around in that forbidden tube made my breasts tremble with unbidden feelings. The finger on my clitoris petted it for a moment and then slipped into my birth canal until Wade’s last knuckle ground on my clit and the tip of his finger found my ‘G’ spot.

The two fingers in my nether openings rubbed against each other through the thin membrane inside my lower belly. I found my voice at last and shouted. “FOR GOD’S SAKE WADE JUST FUCK ME AND GET IT OVER WITH!”

I knew what that sounded like, but what Wade was doing to me was so vile and still so erotic I was losing what little was left of my dignity. Wade rumbled, “Do you like my fingers in your hot guts?”

“YES DAMN YOU I LIKE IT! JUST STOP AND RAPE ME AND BE DONE WITH IT!” I was shouting again and Wade was amused.

At last he pulled his fingers from my pulsing openings and pulling the zipper on my skirt he shoved my forward on the end of the bed. My shoes fell off and I was naked as Wade spread my legs further apart and prepared to mount me. I saw the packages of condoms on the bed and screamed, “NOT BARE! NOT IN ME BARE! I DON’T WANT A BABY IN MEEEE!”

Wade snarled, “You won’t get pregnant from the hole I'm going to use!”

Before I could respond Wade’s lengthy substantial prick advanced into my recently opened anal aperture and began to drive inside me. I began screaming in earnest then. “NOOOO NOT MY ASSHOLE! OHHH GOD YOU’RE RIPPING ME OPEN! NOOOO YOU’LL KILL ME. AHHHHH JESUS IT HURTS!”

Wade growled, “Shut the hell up Lori or I’ll fuck your cunt bare and dump so much cum in you you’ll have twins!”

The threat about pumping my vagina full of sperm quieted me down at once. It still hurt like hell as Wade’s huge cock penetrated my anal cavity and sank right into my large intestine. The tip of his cock was punching my cervix through the membrane separating my posterior tunnels and I was sure he was ripping a hole in my intestines.

Wade stopped when his belly was tight against my buttocks and flexed his cock inside me. I was stuffed with his massive prick and my insides ached from the deviant penetration. I panted in pain and degradation from being anally raped in such a depraved manner as Wade lifted me enough to enfold one arm over my heaving breasts and sink a hand into the open orifice of my pussy. The hand on my pussy began to fondle my clit while the other hand manipulated my pink nipples. I gasped in astonishment as my bowels relaxed and Wade began to fuck my asshole just like he would a pussy.

Delight tinged with humiliation coursed throughout my body. Wade was grunting on each deep in plunge and almost instantaneously my own hips were pushing back at the same time. Suddenly I wanted him as deep in my bowels as I could get him.

In moments I went from anal virgin into anal slut. I heard my voice panting. “D-D-Deeper! H-H-Harder! F-F-Fuck me Wade. F-F-Fuck my ass! R-R-Rape my ass!”

My belly convulsed with a gut wrenching climax and my body quivered with lust. Still Wade never paused in his pile driving assault on my asshole and in mere seconds I had another orgasm even stronger that the first one.

Wade was wheezing with the physical exertion of fucking my ass at such a frenzied pace when he groaned. “Yeah! Ohhh shit yeah! Cumming in your hot guts Lori! Giving you a hot sperm enema!”

Wade’s cock was spitting ropes of steamy sperm deep into my bowels and I could only mew in satisfaction as I had yet another climax. I knew it was filthy and I was being violated deep inside my shuddering viscera, nevertheless it felt so immoral and erotic that I made no effort to deny my feelings. “Yesss I can feel it! Pump me full, pump my ass full of your burning seed!”

Wade’s male tool softened inside me and he sighed. “Shit that was good! Unnn speaking of shit, its off to the bathroom for both of us.”

I knew my ordeal by sex was far from over and I meekly let Wade lead me into the bathroom. I sat on the toilet in full view of Wade as he adjusted the shower and I emptied my bowels and bladder. That was a first for me as well. I’d never even been in a bathroom with a male before. Still after what Wade had just done to me watching me use the toilet seemed a small thing. My anus was sore and felt swollen. Of course what could I expect having just had a 10” piece of male meat rooting around in there. I was relived I wasn’t bleeding as I stood and wiped myself.

Wade ushered me into the shower and entered behind me closing the shower door. I had never showered with anyone before and while my loathing for Wade was returning his hands on my body again began to dispel my animosity. Wade soaped my breasts, belly, and paid special attention to my pussy and asshole. I saw the hanging tube of his male meat begin to rise again and my own hands began to fondle that mammoth male spike.

In my mind as I think back on all that transpired that night and the shower was my final surrender. Wade was handsome, well built, well-hung, and even if he was an arrogant bastard so what? Most men I’d ever met were puffed up bastards, so it must come with the territory.

My washing of Wade’s genitals had the desired effect. He was massive and rock-solid again in mere minutes and I wanted him! God help me it’s the truth I wanted him so badly. I wanted him badly and I wanted to call it rape!

I leaned into Wade flattening my wet breasts on his chest and looked up into his wet face. Wade kissed me and I kissed him back. My hands had a mind of their own again as they found his prick and spreading my legs I fitted his cock tip to the entrance of my hot sex and wiggled my hips until he began to skewer me on his cock.

Wade dipped his hips a smidgen and then raised upward. His lengthy broad spear slid gradually up my birth canal until he was cervix deep in my belly. A bit of squirming around by both of us and he finally was balls deep in my pussy. Wade wrapped his hands over my tight ass as I wrapped my arms around his back. He began a slow leisurely in and out motion with his massive prick. My mouth came down to his chest and I began to bite that firm flesh as we continued to fuck under the beat of the warm shower water.

Wade worked himself up to a frantic pace in short order and soon I climaxed around his driving male organ. I heard Wade groan, “Hot, you’re so hot inside! Been wanting your hot cunt since I first saw you. UNNNNNN can’t hold out! Cumming in you Lori, cumming inside your hot belly!”

Hot spurts of male seed splashed against the end of my feminine channel and I came again, still biting on Wade’s chest in a frenzy of erotic lust. Wade seemed to have a gigantic cargo of sperm for me considering he’s come not long before. At last we broke our licentious embrace and finished our shower.

By the time we were near the bed again both of us were beginning to feel horny again. Then I saw the still unopened packets of condoms on the bed. With a flash of reality I realized Wade and I had just had unprotected sex. What the hell had I been thinking? I was the one who positioned his prick at my pussy’s entrance! I’d felt his cock shooting his sperm inside me! My brain swiftly counted the days since my last period. I was smack in the middle of my fertile period and it was a little late to worry about that.

Wade saw me stiffen and my stare at the unopened condom packets. He said, “Oops! Ah we forgot to use them!”

The English have a saying that goes, “In for a penny in for a pound.” I slipped a hand down to fondle Wade’s cock and sighed, “Well it’s a bit late to worry about that. You ready for some more unprotected rape you egotistical bastard?”

Wade gave me a speculative look and replied, “What about getting your belly pumped up? And you’re still calling what we’re doing rape!”

I shrugged as I said, “Well the word rape makes me feel better letting you inside me, its like I don’t have a choice you blackmailing bastard. As for knocking me up I’ll cross that bridge if I come to it. We can still used the condoms if you want.”

Wade grinned, “No way not after I’ve had your tight pussy around my naked cock.”

Quickly we were on the bed again and I was on all fours with Wade notching my slit from behind. He lasted a great deal longer that time fucking me nearly senseless with climaxes before he again seeded my unprotected womb.

Wade later told me that there were no copies of the disk he’d had made and there would be no more blackmail. I’d lost my antagonism with Wade and was sure that love had replaced the resentment. Women like men can rationalize most anything if they want too and I wanted too. Sure he’d set up my gang rape and blackmailed me, however that didn’t matter any more.

Somehow Wade had awakened my real dark female side. The side of me I had denied for so many years. I’d discovered Mr. Right in the most unlikely of places.

Wade and I continued to have unprotected as often as we could. I didn’t get pregnant that month or the next. Then on the third month of our affair the deed was done.

We hurried the wedding so I would still be slender and trim in my white dress. Nine months later I gave birth to a beautiful little girl. Wendy our little girl is two years old now and Wade and I are working on baby number two.

Oh and yes I did get the promotion to corporate security and Wade is my right hand man.