The Prick Gets Pricked

Shaking hands we go our separate ways with me not expecting to have dealings with Mr. Hutson again. But fate had other plans! four days after depositing his cheque in my account, I get a notice from the bank claiming there was a stop payment on the cheque. The bastard want to play does he, well let it never be said I let a prick get the better of me.

Waiting until that night I call Call Rita leaving a message to me Kenny at the Cherry Popper Inn, room 12 at 9pm. Holding piece of thick cloth over the mouthpiece I send Kenny a similar. Then my master stroke to the plan, I call Mary-kaye giving her the message that Kenneth wants to meet her to apologize and set thing right by treating her to a night of pleasure at the Cherry Popper Inn, room 12.

All three takes the bait and by 9 the all gather with Rita getting there first. Stripping lying on top of the bed seductively waiting for Kenneth to appear. At 9:10pm he does, going in finding Rita and tears off his clothes fast, lust in his eyes. Mary-kaye was the last to appear only cause I got to her first, giving her the photos from Kenneth's earlier tryst, promising her a divorce piece of resistance-a video of the two in sweaty action!

Taking her to my car parked outside of room 8, we watch through the laptop connection, the two cheaters going at it like two horny dogs in heat. before either of them achieve orgasm I send Mary-kaye in. On screen the shocked faces or Ole Kenny and Rita are clearly in focus as the door opens and Mary-kaye screams "What the hell is going on!" She rushes out, Kenny hurriedly trying to dress running after her "Wait Mary-kaye I can explain!" Rita still on the bed confused as to why Kenny is running after his wife

In my car, I transfer the video in a folder then onto a memory stick for saving. In my mind ' Well Kenny how much is that little incident going to cost you now?' Two days later I have Mary-kaye in my office collecting her evidence

"I don't know how i can thank you Mr. Voyeur, besides paying your fee of course!" as she writes me a check for 1500 dollars. " Then the magic words "I'll make sure you get a percentage of my divorce settlement when it's awarded!" Six months later I received a cashier's cheque for 15,000 dollars, one percent of the 1,500,000 settlement that ole Kenny had to cough up! Ah well that should teach him not to mess around!