Tina's revenge (closed thread)

[TinaCarmine]

(Closed thread between myself and ThomasWaller)

Tina adjusted her dress, smoothing it out a bit and turning a bit to get a better look at herself in the full-length mirror next to her bedroom door. The snug fabric hugged every curve (and there were a lot of them) like it had been shrinkwrapped on, and, importantly, accentuated her bust. Her breasts were fake of course- high quality implants that she'd saved up for- but they were soft and bouncy and felt extremely real. A pair of high heels completed her outfit, such as it was, and her long blonde hair, shiny and soft, fell around her shoulders in loose waves. Her face was unrecognizable from what it had looked like five years ago as well- a necessary step, of course, even though she hadn't really disliked how she'd looked back then.

As she heard a car engine start up in the driveway next door she glanced out the window, biting her soft bottom lip a bit and preparing herself as she watched the car pull out of the driveway and head down the street. She knew the driver headed to the grocery store every Saturday afternoon to do her grocery shopping for the week, and would be gone for at least the next couple hours.

Steeling her nerves, Tina took a deep breath and headd downstairs- if she let her resolve falter now she'd have to wait at least until next Saturday to get things started, and five years was a long time to wait to get started on her revenge... She was impatient to get going.

Heading down the sidewalk and up to the neighbor's door, she rang the doorbell and waited for a response, giving the older man who answered it a bright smile, showing off her straight white teeth as she offered a little wave.

"Hello! Sorry to bother you, but I just moved in next door and I'm afraid my power's not working anywhere. I really don't know anything about this kind of thing, and I can't get in contact with the person I bought it from, so I was hoping and wondering if you could give me a hand?" she said, batting her big blue eyes at him, her heart racing as she wondered if the older man would recognize "her" as being his son, who had been kicked out five years ago for being gay.

 

[ThomasWaller]

Charles sank back into his leather office chair. Another predictable fight with Theresa had left him emotionally drained. He often thought they should tape their shouting matches.There were only a few repetitive themes and Charles wondered if even the words or the order of their insults varied. Charles was a practiced debater. He spent fifteen years in the courtroom and another fifteen in the district attorney's office.

When he and Theresa had first got married he would stand nose to nose with her as both defended their position but now he did not care enough and tossed derogatory remarks over his shoulder at her. He thinks she resented that more than anything... the fact that he no longer cared.

Generally,of a Saturday afternoon: the only time he had the house to himself He would squirrel himself away in his office, watch porn and masturbate. His sex life with Theresa was non existent.

Charles had an abnormally large cock, prodigious really, and Theresa would refuse him intercourse stating that it made her sore for days afterwards. Oral sex was out of the question as well. 'I refuse to choke on that massive thing.'

"Why can't you just have a normal sized cock she used to ask. That thing makes me fear your advances." That was when they were younger and she would occasionally
permit him to insert half of his dick in her precious little cunt. Now she just said no. "Oh, just jerk off for crying out loud... that is all many men get. In their youth Theresa had given birth to Danny and Charles still wondered why three wise men and a star did not appear.

Danny, they both know was the unspoken root cause of much of their unhappiness. they resented and blamed each other for that whole Danny thing.

Today, He just felt drained by it all and couldn't muster up the energy to wank to his usual porn sites. He bitterly wished that he did not have such a public job, so sensitive to scandal and divorce. He would love nothing better than to end his farce of a marriage.

The doorbell rang to interrupt his revery. Standing in front of him was a knockout of a young woman, blonde and curvaceous. Just the type that Charles sought out in his quest for suitable porn videos. He was captivated by her smile and her fluttering blue eyes. He was gentleman enough not to blatantly stare at her breasts but he could see their large shapely outline and the curvature of her hips. Wonder of wonder she was his new neighbour.

Charles foresaw a renewed interest in yard work. In response to her query about the power, he responded that both houses had the same builder and the basic layout was identical. He would gladly come over and check out her box. He blushed when he realized how that must have sounded. She lead the way to her house. Charles was glad of the opportunity to ogle her sumptuous ass. He tried to control his cock from swelling even minimally. He had often been embarrassed by its immense outline...