1. My Mom's Secret, Part 3: Planning The Blackmail


    Date: 5/16/2018, Categories: Fiction , Blackmail, Oral Sex / Blowjob, Cheating, Mature / Older, Mature / Older, Wife / MILF, Author: badson, Source: sexstories.com

    see it all over his face. "Not really, but, well, I don't really know how to say this, but I'm Anna's son. And I know you are having sex with her." As I said this he got into his car and quickly shut the door, but I wasn't going to let him drive away from me. Without even thinking, I shut my door and immediately opened his front passenger door and sat down. "What the hell do you think you're doing?" He wasn't so much angry as he was amused and mildly annoyed by the situation. "I shouldn't have just gotten in your car, that's my bad. But look, I couldn't let you leave. I needed to talk to you about this." "What exactly is there to talk about?" "Well I'm not angry with you or anything." "Thank goodness," he said sarcastically. "Look, I just wanted to know how all of this happened. I walked in and heard you guys a few weeks ago. I've seen you come here a few times since then. I just want to know how all of this went down. And I'll give you money if you can tell me." He seemed intrigued by the idea of getting paid, but as I expected he would be, he was still suspicious about the whole thing. I continued: "Listen man, this has nothing to do with you. It has everything to do with her. I'm not trying to get you in trouble, and if you have a girlfriend or wife I'm not going to tell her." "How did you know my name," he asked. I had to think on my feet. "The first time I caught her with you I was in my bedroom when you were leaving. I heard her say your name. And since then, a few ... times on days when my father and I were both working late, I know you've come and visited her. I've lied and told her I was working on certain days and waited for you to pull in here. I've contemplated confronting you a few times before, but I didn't know exactly what I would say or what I wanted. Now I know." "And what is it that you want?" "Does it matter if nothing is going to come back on you? Like I said, this isn't about you." "I guess it doesn't, so then what would you need me to do? And more importantly, how much money would you be giving me?" He was in now. As soon as he started talking money, I knew he would be locked in. "Well let me ask ya, ballpark figure, what would you need in return for all information about how you met, plus how you keep in contact, plus your willingness to record you and her fucking?" As I said the last bit, he started laughing. "I'm not really trying to end up all over the internet man." "I swear to God nothing will get on the internet. And you wouldn't need to set up a camera or anything. All you need to do is take her into my bedroom to fuck her. I'll have a camera set up and recording, just don't draw attention to it." He took a minute to collect his thoughts and consider everything I had told him. "Dylan, just tell me this, how did you two meet," I asked. I didn't want to lose him without getting any information. "Online," he replied quickly. "Like a dating site?" "No, an online chat room." "Ok, so you meet in a chat room and then start ...