The Look 3

Over the last several months, my condition stabilized. The vision issues settled down. I did notice that there was still a twinge of blur at times but nothing like before. As long as I kept my mirror sun shades on I was just plain old me, nothing more. The second I took them off however any female from puberty to beyond menopause (70s?) was happy to sit on my lap and grind me. They all were open to suggestions and wanted to do anything if I told them it excited me.

Inhibitions for the most part, gone. The more I looked into their eyes the more eager they were to do riskier slutty things, to attract me as a sexual partner. During intimate contact the look would often trigger an orgasm in them.

The lesbians that pulled up their shirts on the street and shook their tits at me were the very first examples of the sudden developed desires, I experienced.

Let me explain my past so you understand why I used my new ability for revenge like I did. Maybe I was childish to do it. They say revenge is best served cold. Almost 10 years had elapsed but it was anything but cold.

When I left college with a BS degree my new girlfriend Colleen hinted about marrying me.

Colleen was (is) gorgeous. Blond, tan, trim, nice sized boobs, big round ass, beautiful bright white teeth and a sexy voice. I met her as graduation from college was scheduled, but still months away. She first talked to me in the school book store. She happened to be at the same pizza place I was eating at. A week later she accidentally rear ended my car as I was driving out of the school parking lot (with almost no damage.)

After that we started dating. She wanted to get naked on our first date. I loved it. She made me feel like I must have been irresistible. I knew it wasn’t true but I did feel good and very masculine.

I graduated second in my class. Colleen graduated with credit but only a 2.2 GPA. A defense contractor offered me a nice job and I took it. After getting an apartment and required clearances, I started on a big work project.

Colleen moved in with me. It was great. Lots of sex. She continued hinting that she wanted to marry. I was very busy and I told her we would look at that once things settled down. I admitted that I loved her, I was committed to her exclusively and wanted to talk seriously about permanance. She said she was totally in love, happy and said she was committed to me.

Soon we closed a major portion of our project, the company threw a phase completion party. Colleen brought along a cute friend Sheila. She was a shorter version of Colleen. Short, blonde, boobs and ass.

Sheila buzzed around me while Colleen socialized with the CFO and CEO. After a couple hours, Colleen disappeared. Sheila zeroed in on me and stayed close, asking annoying dumb questions. After about a half hour Sheila started rubbing her boobs on me as she talked about nothing. I excused myself to the restroom.

I saw Sheila on her phone as I turned a corner. So I looked around for Colleen with no results. After 30 minutes of looking I gave up looking inside the building. I was worried something had happened to her.

I decided to start looking outside but now I really did need the restroom. The family restroom was the first down the line. Next was the women’s then at the far end the men’s room. I thought to use the family restroom to save time.

I tried the knob and it was locked. Their were no kids or babies here tonight. As I started to walk on, the door opened. Colleen walked out smoothing her dress down and texting. She looked up at me and her jaw dropped in shock.

“Stanley! Hi. I was just-” Colleen said.

“Oh, there you are baby! I was getting worried. Ready to go? I just need to go to the restroom real fast. Hang on.” I said with a smile.

Colleen yelled “NO!” as I walked into the family restroom. Jeff Meyer (CFO) was standing in a dress shirt and boxer shorts, stepping into his pants inside the room. He zipped them up, buckled his belt, stepped into his oxford shoes and stood just looking at the floor, I think he was ashamed. I have to admit I never saw this coming.

“It’s not what you think, Stanley.” Colleen lied.

“Oh, what is it?” I asked.

Silence, not a word.

Jeff walked out of the room. Colleen’s hair was a mess and she looked like she had been sweating. I was sure she was carrying a load of his cum right now. I walked out to my car without talking to anyone. I was very hurt, my emotions ran from rage to wanting to cry. My plans of marriage, babies and a happy life ever after just exploded. Finally I realized what she really was. It still hurt but I knew I needed to be rid of her.

I went home and packed her things in trashcan liners. I sat her things outside the front door. I cried a little. She had her own key so I put a chair under the doorknob, and went to bed.

The next morning Colleen’s trashcan liners were gone. Monday morning I was fired and arrested by the FBI.

Sensitive files had been downloaded, my log in and password had been used. There was no proof I did it. I told them what happened at the party. After 30 days of sitting in a jail cell, I was released without having to post a bail.

After the charges were dropped one of the FBI guys, that pitied me, gave me the event site’s surveillance camera files. They recorded Colleen and Jeff Meyer going into the restroom while kissing and about 50 minutes later all three of us at the doorway. I was sure Meyer used my credentials to make it look like I did something with some files, probably to stop me from filing a complaint with HR and his wife finding out. This video gave reason and guaranteed great media coverage; sex, lies and a setup.

I sued my old company. They offered a shockingly big settlement. I ended up with 1.5x the offer and signed a confidentiality gag order, tied to national security. Jail time if I spoke.

Colleen, Sheila and Jeff Meyer set me up. The betrayal, arrest and jail, ruined my chances of having a career and it made me want to ruin them. They all got to go on with their lives, having children, socializing, happy with achieving their goals. I was forcably retired against my wishes. I wanted to warn the world what lying, cheating assholes they were. But I couldn’t, I couldn’t say one thing or I’d get arrested again and lose the money they gave me.

With the settlement I bought my house and a new truck. I don’t have to work any more. Now, ironically, I like only married women that are safe for me, being already taken. Our relationships are strictly being physical.

I know it’s very Nietzsche ‘staring into the abyss’ and becoming the monster you fought. I ackowledge I have serious trust issues and I can’t really get serious with a woman. So I’m a little messed up. I’m not a perfect person but who is?

***

Colleen Meyer walked into the coffee shop. She was looking awesome. Blonde hair up, makeup, silk dress, expensive heels, huge diamond wedding ring. Trim as ever and that ass looked great. I remember she hated doing anal. Such a shame, it seems now. Considering what I wanted to do.

I snapped a few pictures of her with my phone, getting out of her Bentley and walking into the coffee place. I knew she liked to get an iced coffee here because I followed her for a week.

My plan for her involved pictures. I had my truck wired for video with sound just for this occasion. It had it’s own cellular data connection and backed up to a secure server. It all was activated with my key fob. My phone backed up to the same account. Even the FBI wouldn’t be able to access these files. Not that it mattered. I went in to the shop and walked up to her as she added stuff to her drink.

“Hi, Colleen. God! You look great. Look, I don’t want anything from you. I just wanted to tell you that I understand why you did what you did and I forgive you. We weren’t married and I neglected you. I’m sorry that I didn’t do better by you.” I lied, I treated her like a queen. My sun shades were in my hand and I stared into her pretty eyes.

“Stanley? Stanley Vernon? You, you look great yourself. ,,Thank you, for forgiving me. I thought for all these years you hated me.” Colleen said, looking into my eyes. She was right about hating her.

She told me what I already knew. She married Jeff Meyer. He divorced his wife and married her. Things I didn’t know. They have two daughters, twins. They are 9 close to 10 years old. She still thinks about me and the good sex we had. She loves my eyes. Would I like to go to a Hotel to talk? Her treat?

I asked if I could take her picture. I told her I often think of her when I’m alone and a picture of her would help me remember how I used to make love to the most beautiful woman alive.

Colleen said yes. She’d love to pose for me. Let’s sit down, Can we go sit in her car?

I told her I thought she was sexy right here in the coffee shop. She unbuttoned the top three buttons on her dress. I took several pictures of her showing cleavage and a smile. I thanked her and said her showing me her cleavage excited me. She still has the best set of tits in the state.

“Want to see them again?” Colleen opened a few more buttons and then pulled her big tits up and out of her bra. I took more pictures of her. She was sitting in a chair with people behind her looking at their laptops. She smiled showing both breasts in a public place. Her nipples were bigger and darker now. Her areolas were also big and dark.

“Do you still get waxed? I remember your pussy was so smooth and pretty.”

Colleen did a quick look around and then pulled her dress up above her waist to expose her purple panties. She spread her legs wide and pulled her panty crotch to the side, showing me her hairless labia. I took several pictures of all this. Her wedding ring with the big diamonds looked expensive next to her red pussy lips.

“Stan, can we go sit in my car?” She pleaded.

“Why? We are having fun here. What do you want to do there?”

“We could fuck. If you’d let me.”

Several guys heads turned towards her, hearing her comment.

“This is really sudden Colleen. I’m single but you are married with twin girls. What about your husband. Won’t Jeff be mad?”

“He’d be furious. But I won’t tell him. Can we please go to my car or even the,,, restroom? My pussy is dripping for you Stanley.”

“Well, if you need it that bad. We could go fuck in my truck. It has the big back seat. Ok, give me your panties.” I felt a guy behind me standing with his phone, recording Colleen.

Colleen closed her legs, lifting her hips and slipped her panties down to her 2 thousand dollar heels. She handed them to me. I stretched them open and held them up to the light. La Perla purple lace thong panties.

We stood up and I motioned her toward the door. She walked quickly to the exit. I tossed her panties onto the chair cushion she had been on and followed her. The guy that videoed her taking her panties off grabbed them off her seat. I told him to hang around the parking lot, I’ll have her walk naked.

I unlocked my truck with the key fob. Colleen heard the locks and opened the back door. She climbed up and inside. She was pulling her dress up and off before I was able to get inside.

Colleen sat in the back of my truck wearing only her purple bra, high heels and wedding ring.

“I’m not sure we should be doing this. Colleen, you married Jeff and had his kids. Doesn’t it bother you to betray him like this? In a public parking lot?”

“Stan, I offered to buy a hotel room. Don’t you worry about Jeff, you didn’t marry him, I did. They’re my vows I’m breaking, not yours. He can’t make me cum like you can. He’s only good at making money. Now, Can I please suck your cock?”

“Uh, Sure you can. You still love giving head? Can you still deep throat?” I asked while pulling my pants down to my ankles. I sat on the back seat and she leaned over my groin.

“Just watch!” Colleen laughed as she grabbed my hardon at the base. Colleen made her lips encircle the head of my cock. She pushed it inside her oral cavity, slowly. I soon felt the tighter ring of her throat. Colleen squeezed her eyes shut and continued to slide it inside.

I could feel her tightness spreading around my cock. She was pushing it all the way in. Her lips were around the base of my cock. Next she started to pump up and down. Sliding me in and out of her entirely. She slid it out and took a big breath.

“See! I can still suck it all the way.” She bragged. She was a natural born slut. Good with all things sexual. Except anal sex, but that would be another day.

“Do you want to ride me? I’m all hard from you deep throating me.” I asked.

“FUCK YES! more than anything in my life! You were the best fuck ever!” Colleen threw a leg over the top of my hips. She raised up and moved my cock to her pussy lips and then sank down. She was really tight. I was surprised how tight considering she had twins.

“You like how tight it is? I got a vag-rejuvenation a few months ago. It’s like I’m 18 again. Money well spent. Jeff likes it, but he doesn’t have your cock. My Doctor said to stay away from giving birth and huge dicks. You are an exception. Ah not that I care but- Are you fixed or- ?”

“Don’t worry Mrs. Tight Pussy. I’m not going to make you pregnant.” I felt I wasn’t lying because I’ve never had a girl tell me she was.

“Your pussy feels so good. Was it Jeff’s idea to set me up for that file download thing? I don’t care but,, do you remember?”

“Stanley, he only wanted to get you fired. The FBI and all that court stuff was unintended. He was really scared when you were released. I was just joking with him about the files and your password but he must have taken it seriously. That was all his doing. You got a lot of money on that law suit. I was so happy for you. Can you suck my tits? I’m going to cum soon. This is SOO good.”

“Good! Don’t be afraid to be vocal. I like girls that cum loud. Makes me swell bigger.”

I swung my hands in an arc and slapped her ass several times making her cheeks red with finger marks. I sucked her big brown nipples. She was grinding, jerking and breathing fast. She threw her head back and started to cum.

“I’m cumming! OH FUCK OH FUCK! FUCK ME! FUCK MY CUNT!” Colleen yelled loud enough to be heard in the parking lot. I’m sure my truck was rocking.

Colleen wasn’t one that froze and quitely achieved climax. She yelled and kept thrusting onto my cock. She was having a good cum. Hard nipples, pussy muscles spasm, pupils blown out like saucers.

Colleen settled down and stopped her hips. “That was so fucking good Stanley! My pussy is so happy. You didn’t cum! What will it take to get you to shoot for me, Baby? You want my ass? I hate it in my ass but I’ll do anything you tell me. Ass, Mouth, more pussy? Anything Stan. I have to make you cum.”

“Well, I think I can finish in your pussy. Will you promise we can fuck again? Atleast once or twice more? I never got over you.”

“Oh Stanley! YES, YES we can fuck a lot more. Next time I’m going to give you my asshole.