Accept her fate because here comes….

A pair of headlights shines their way, but sweep away as the vehicle drives slowly by. The headlights are enough to make three of them scramble so as not to be caught by anybody. The female cop pulls Cyndi to one side and whispers in her ear, “Don’t make any plans for later tonight because we haven’t finished what we started here. I want more of you, so make sure you are alone at home. You get what I’m saying?”

Cyndi nods numbly in shock as her life continues to fall to pieces in front of her eyes. The female cop continues, “If you play your cards right tonight, you could have a ticket out of this mess – you get my drift? I can get rid of this tape as it can hurt both of us.” Again Cyndi nods numbly, dreading what horrors await her later that night.

At around 11pm there is a ring of the doorbell; she is about to open the door when she remembers who it might be. Cyndi is about to turn on the out side light when she sees who it is – a blonde female, obviously the cop from earlier. Then she thinks a moment and does not turn on the outside light, as she definitely doesn’t want the neighbours to see whom it is or to figure out something might be wrong.

She opens the door apprehensively to admit the blonde cop and another woman with her. She closes the door after taking a quick look outside to see if anyone was watching, but thankfully the coast is clear. She shuts the door and locks it and throws the deadbolt in place. She turns around and faces her adversaries in fear, but is surprised to see the blonde cop is dressed in a long overcoat, a dark fedora type of hat and has on black pumps. Cyndi raises one eyebrow in question and is about to say something when the blonde cop shushes her with a gentle finger against the lips and says softly, “First off – are we alone here?”

“Yes, I made sure of that. I have the house to myself until the day after tomorrow.”
“Good. Then let me begin by explaining things. Can we get a drink and sit on the couch or somewhere comfortable?”

Cyndi gestures to the living room and to the open bar over the way; the blonde and her friend both get themselves a tall drink. The blonde cop asks Cyndi, “What would you like to drink?”
“A double gin with ice will be fine, thank you.”
They all get their drinks and move to the couch, with Cyndi being sat down in between the two women. It is then that she notices that they are still wearing their long overcoats and pumps, so she asks, “Would you two like to take off your coats and be comfortable?”
Not that she wants them to be comfortable, but some habits are hard to break.
“No thank you, we’re fine – for now.”
There is an uncomfortable pause for them until they all take a deep swig of their strong drinks.

The blonde takes a deep breath then stands up in front of Cyndi and sticks out her hand in a greeting to her. She says, “Hi, my name is Angie. This is my friend Shannon.” The woman next to her now has a name, and still Cyndi wonders what is going to happen here. It seems to be okay so far, but remembering earlier….

The blonde cop continues, “To ease your mind about what exactly is going on here – it is written all over your face, by the way – I did manage to confiscate the tape from earlier. This woman here” she points at Shannon – “managed to get rid of the tape for me, well for us. And I just wanted to come over here and apologize for earlier. I don’t know if I can make it up to you, but I am willing to try somehow. My partner has a grudge against me because of your husband – it is a long story. No, we didn’t sleep together or anything like that. It’s a complicated and screwy story, but let’s leave that for now.”

Cyndi looks up at Angie and says, “So other than telling me about the tape, why are there the two of you here? Do I scare you that much that you need a bodyguard with you?”
Angie chuckles lightly and replies, “No, I don’t need a bodyguard at all. But I really do want to apologize to you about earlier – I meant what I said – I’m sorry.” She then holds out her hands to Cyndi, who actually grasps the palms and finds her body being pulled from the couch by Angie. The taller blonde is about to cry, she can tell, but she beats the blonde to it and falls into an embrace with the blonde.

They cry for a minute until Angie lifts Cyndi’s pretty face and says, “Your mascara is running. We should fix that. Where is your bathroom?” Cyndi leads them both upstairs to her bathroom and they all move in and clean off their faces of all makeup. Angie and Shannon move out of the bathroom first, with the blonde saying, “We’ll just wait out here for you to finish up.” Cyndi has another few minutes to her own in the bathroom; she wonders still about what the heck is going on here, as something doesn’t quite seem right.

Then Cyndi emerges from the bathroom to find the lights in her bedroom off but it is now lit with a number of candles. And standing near the bed is Angie, without the overcoat. Cyndi gasps softly at the turn of events. Angie is a really beautiful woman, and Cyndi’s lusty memories from earlier about Angie turned out to be a dream come true. She is wearing a black bustier with black garters attached to sexy light black hose and her nice legs in her 3” pumps – black also. She isn’t wearing any panties, and Cyndi can see that Angie has shaved her pussy completely bald.

Shannon is also sans the overcoat and is dressed in a blue satin and lace teddy with panties and garters with light black hose and 3” blue pumps. Both women look very sexy to a now aroused Cyndi; she remembers earlier with Angie and thinks, “What a switch this is.” She is unsure of what to do, but her attention is caught by Shannon approaching slowly, and sexily towards her. She notices that Shannon is quite well endowed and they obviously natural from the way they jiggle slightly as she walks. Cyndi’s breath is caught in her throat as Shannon gets to her and she is mesmerized by the busty brunette beauty’s voice as she says softly, “Allow us to properly apologize for earlier today. I think it is the least we can do for you.”