I didn’t want to loose my character by proposing him & I wanted him to make a move. I knew he too was looking at me lustfully. I had observed him to...see my breasts whenever I am on skin fit dresses. He was in such state of mind to explore my secrets the moment I propose. I knew he was hesitating to make a move fearing my reaction, but even I was hesitant & much interested so I made my mind to seduce him a bit so he comes open with me.One day morning, while dressing for office I made up my mind. With the way they stared at her she wondered just what Veronica had told him."Why don't you sit next to me here," he patted the bed, "and tell me what you wanted to talk about."Jenny sat down, now very nervous, being so close to her heart's desire. Pushing aside her fear she asked, "Could we talk privately," she stammered, "you know, with out your friends right here?" Whatever you have to say, you can say in front of them, we are like brothers. We do everything together." What's a matter sugar,. Soon their rhythms started to find a common beat, the beat of their hearts. Fingers squeezed his balls and his penis; a thumb rubbed its head.He took her lead and started touching the little slimy knob.Even his simplest thoughts dissolved now into the sweaty, throbbing grotto their embrace had become.And then he came.Or he thought he came. Had he already come, was he still coming, coming again?How could there be a fixed moment in time in this satin-silk machine of churning flesh? How could he. Not even a hello.“You blackmailing, dickless excuse for a man! How dare you stalk me and videotape my private life! I’m going to call the fucking cops and have your sorry ass arrested, you sick asshole!”Okay. So much for Plan A. Her words re-awoke Saturday night’s raging monster. “Alright, cunt. We’ll do this your way. In five minutes, that video will be in sweet Daddy Ray’s inbox. And on our high school’s Facebook page. Let’s see ... where else can I send it?”“You wouldn’t dare!”“The mouse is.