Reluctant Fucktoy (PM interest)

[xTerrax]

Investigative journalism is what they called this. The sneaking around, the planning, the lies and the danger. The ultimate payoff of exposing corrupt politicians is worth the risk however.

I was careful that I wasn't seen as I snuck out of my own home - evading the eyes of Ryan, my little brother, while he played some games on his computer. He couldn't see me like this. I had a moment of panic when I dropped my keys before heading down the stairs and nearly hushed myself when the ends of my heels clicked on the wooden surface of each step of the staircase. Thankfully, no harm done; he probably had his headphones on and wouldn't hear me even if I shouted to him. Still, I couldn't be too careful right? He wouldn't like it if he knew what I was doing. The danger that I was in. The sheer audacity to willingly go through the sickest, darkest part of Chicago's underbelly and try to surface it all to the light.

I got into my beat up 2002 four door sedan and sighed as I locked the doors. I put on my sunglasses and adjusted the mirror, before pulling from the glove compartment the instructions, printed on a white sheet of paper:

"Home beach pool party bash! Chillax and have a blast! May 12 2014. Dress code: guys, swimming shorts. Shirt optional. Girls: bikini and heels. Open bar. 1244 Ocean Drive"​

I sighed as I pressed on the gas and drove off to this luxurious home, where I was bound to find what I was looking for.

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Okay, so it might seem like I'm overplaying it, but hear me out - this party was hosted by Tommy Stone. He seemed like your typical eighteen year old high school senior, who just so happened to be my brother's bully, but there was more that meets the eye. He was arrogant and a jerk for a reason - his dad was none other than Jonathan Stone; the mayor of Chicago city. His dad was known to be a corrupt jerk, trying to push down any sort of progress in the city and obviously, in bed with all kinda of corporate lobbyists...and I was planning on uncovering all the juicy stuff.

I have to admit, at first I was stumped - how was I, a twenty six year old journalism student, supposed to get some concrete evidence that Jonathan Stone was a jerk? Well, the answer came to me by the mail, of all places - an invitation to some pool party from Tommy Stone. The mayor's son.

Why did he invite me? It could be any reason. It could be that he wanted to torture my brother. It could be that he wanted to invite a few college graduates to seem cooler. Or it could very well be that his horny ass mind was after me and my massive tits since the day he met me, Cassandra Law. He was quite clear about it to my brother...even though I was happily engaged and let's face it, a bit over his league.

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Anyway, this was the easy part - I still needed to figure a way to actually get that evidence, any at all, that could help me write a god damn good piece of this asshole's family. I was so sure that everything was going to fall into place.

Maybe that's why things ended up so badly.

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[StFornicate]

Everything was in place for an epic party. Of course, it always was. I had spent plenty of damn good money on this fucking party, and I'd be damned if I was going to let it be anything less than perfect. There were gonna be a fuckton of people here, and soon, but to be honest, there was really only one that I was looking forward to seeing.

Good ole Cassandra Law. I had been tormenting her brother for years. The poor kid was just so easy to bully! Nevermind that he had a smoking hot sister with huge tits, and he turned bright fucking red whenever I brought her up. After tonight, I was gonna have some pictures to show him. He'd probably faint dead away in the middle of the hallway.

Of course, the most enjoyable bit would be actually being balls deep in the bitch. Making those gigantic knockers of hers jiggle with every thrust. Oh yeah. I was gonna nail her one way or another. I'd been following her on social media, facebook, twitter, all that stuff. She was a journalism student, and she had a hard-on for corrupt politicians. I don't have the slightest clue why, but she seemed to think my family was corrupt! I have no idea whatever gave her that idea, but that was the other point of this little soiree: to keep her off my family's case forever.

My buddy Justin was sitting outside by the pool, sparking up a joint. I whacked him across the back of his head. "Hey, no dope outside. There's a room inside for that, dumbass."

"Sorry, man," Justin muttered, butt-hurt.

"There will be plenty of it later, don't worry man," I told him. Soon enough, people started showing up, and the party was off to a good start. There was a poolside DJ spinning music, drinks were flowing, the girls were looking good and the guys were having a good time.

Just one thing was missing...

Cassandra Law. I knew she'd be here soon, though.

 

[xTerrax]

I must have waited in my car for a good fifteen minutes before I finally mustered out the courage to actually get out of the car and walk towards the door of this massive place. Catcalls and whistles were waiting, as quite a few onlookers caught sight of my 38J cup breasts, bouncing in the red bikini top. Yes, they caught a lot of attention and quite frankly, I was used to it. Only this time, they got me in this palace and I was going to have the biggest story ever.

I patiently knocked on the door, though no one seem to take notice (what with the loud music, shouting and cheering inside. The door was unlocked, so I just opened it up and took a few steps inside.

This place smelled like a mixture of heavy alcohol and smoke.

 

[StFornicate]

I was standing in the living room, chatting with some of the newcomers to the party, when I saw the door open and in walked Cassandra Law, tits and all, and even in the appropriate uniform of bikini and high heels.

And good God did she look good.

"Excuse me," I said, acutely aware of the eyes on her, and me, as I made my way towards her. "Well well well, if it isn't Cassandra Law. I know it's a pool party and all, but you're a tad underdressed, aren't you?" I asked, motioning around to all the people in "normal" clothes.

I smirked. I had sent her that special, unique invitation to the party quite on purpose, and she had fallen for it! All eyes were on her and her bikini and her exposed naughty bits. She was the only one there in such attire...

 

[xTerrax]

"Excuse me," I heard an all too familiar voice call out from the side. I looked and saw none other than Tommy. "Well well well, if it isn't Cassandra Law. I know it's a pool party and all, but you're a tad underdressed, aren't you?"

He motioned to the others and to my shock, everyone else seemed to be dressed...normally. As in I was the only one walking in heels and in a skimpy two piece bikini. But the invitation, it said...

That bastard.

Still I forced myself to smile and reply "Looks like someone made a mistake on my invitation. No harm done."

 

[StFornicate]

Electronic clicking sounds surrounded us, and I smirked, glancing around and seeing quite a few guys had their cell phones out and were taking pictures of Cassandra and her gigantic, displayed jugs.

"Good, I'm glad you made it," I said, chuckling as even I pulled out my cell phone to snap a picture of her!

"C'mon, let's get you a drink, and I'll show you around the place," I said to her, sidling up next to her as I pocketed my phone, one arm slipping around her back, my fingers grazing over her ass...

 

[xTerrax]

These guys were so nasty; I couldn't believe that they were so willing to take advantage of me in my compromising situation. I rolled my eyes as I heard the sound of phones taking pictures and from Tommy's words:

"Good, I'm glad you made it, C'mon, let's get you a drink, and I'll show you around the place,"

His arm went around my wait and his hands discreetly (or at least, he was trying to be) went for my ass. My hand quickly moved his, but I still smiled and tried to maintain a friendly demeanor (despite wanting to slap him).

"Thanks, I'd love that."

 

[StFornicate]

"Yeah, I bet you would," I sneered, as she moved my hand a bit. I reached down and grabbed a full handful of her bountiful butt, and pushed her forward a bit, towards the kitchen.

I moved her along. "You got a lot of nerve coming here," I growled, my hand still grasping her butt. We made it into the kitchen. "I know what you're doing."

"But hey, it's a party!" I said, letting go of her butt and grabbing her a cup. I poured her a glass of bright red jungle juice, a potent alcoholic beverage that tasted like candy.

"So drink up," I said, my eyes locked with hers, deadly serious.

 

[xTerrax]

Apparently the movement of my hand didn't do much to stop him; his hand grabbed onto a cheek before he roughly pushed me into the kitchen. His tone suddenly changed and I knew that I struck a chord by coming here...even if he's the one that invited me.

"You got a lot of nerve coming here, I know what you're doing."

I wasn't about to be intimidated by him. "Oh, do you?" I asked slyly.

"But hey, it's a party! So drink up," he then replied after pouring me a drink. His eyes were anything but playful so I figured that I'd humor him.

"Thanks." I said ungratefully before I sipped away at the candy tasting drink. I knew that he probably was masking the level of alcohol with this flavor but I'd be lying if I said that it wasn't tasty.

 

[StFornicate]

I leaned in closer to her, cracking a beer and taking a swig. "I know you're trying to find some evidence of corruption in my father's administration," I said in her ear.

Time to reel her in.

"You know, he's a real dirtball." I looked her up and down, my eyes lingering in her impressive cleavage for a moment before coming back up to her face. "I can't stand some of the shit he's pulled."

He let that sink in for a moment. "Maybe I can help you out..."

 

[xTerrax]

You know, he was talking awfully close to my ear. Yeah, I got it - he was trying to be arousing with his words and it sort of...worked. Kind of. Sure, the fact that his lips were practically breathing into my earlobe felt good but I kind of had bigger fish to fry...

Namely his father.

"Maybe I can help you out..."

I grinned and took another sip from my drink, before I said "I would love that. When can we start?"

 

[StFornicate]

"We can start right now," I replied, my hand finding her hip and pulling her towards me quite firmly.

"I'll make you a deal," I said, my voice a heady whisper in her ear. "You be my date tonight, and I'll give you some damn good dirt. But... you really gotta sell it. Know what I mean?"

I smirked, wondering how far she would be willing to go...