Teresa Scalia/The Final Confrontation


Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Fa/Fa, Consensual, Romantic, Lesbian, Oral Sex, Petting, .

Desc: Erotica Sex Story: Teresa and Barbara are duped into what they think is a private meeting and confrontation. The results are anything but private and both women expand their horizons.

Sitting at her desk with telephone in hand, Roxanne Starr put the finishing touches on a negotiation.

"Okay then we're in agreement. Guaranteed controlled access for the night of the 23rd, one person in-house who can operate stage lighting, curtains, and the automated video equipment, and I pay $5000 to rent the hall with a $200 kick back to you."

Roxanne paused for a moment as the party on the other end responded.

"Very well, I'll be in touch."

Thinking to herself, "The venue is rented, I've got 300 tickets sold at $500 apiece, now it's just a matter of getting the two principals to perform as expected and at the time I want."

Roxanne took pen and paper and began to compose two very special communications.

A week later a messenger service knocked on the door of the Anderson household. Chad Anderson opened the door.

"Message delivery for Barbara Anderson." said the driver.

"I can give it to her", Chan offered.

"Sorry young man, but I have to deliver this to the addressee only."

"Okay" Chad turned and called into the house. "Mom, there's a delivery for you."

Barbara came out from the kitchen wiping her hands with a dishtowel.

"Please sign here, ma'am," requested the driver.

After giving her signature Barbara took the envelope from the driver and closed the door as he left.

"I wonder what this is?" Barbara thought to herself. "Don't get many special delivery messages."

Barbara opened the Manila envelope and removed the contents. Inside was an envelope of obviously high-quality stationery with the hand-lettered name Mrs. Barbara Anderson.

"Looks like a wedding invitation, but I can't think of any weddings that are coming up."

Barbara turned the envelope over, broke the wax seal and removed the note. The text was as follows:

Mrs. Anderson,

You are invited to the Community Theater on the evening of May 23rd at 7 p.m. The purpose of this meeting is to bring finality and resolution to the personal conflicts you and I have had. Be assured this meeting is confidential and is known only to your self and I. The location of the Community Theater was selected as a neutral site and as a historical reference to the origin of our problems.

Do not ignore this meeting. I have incriminating video documentation of your recent visit to a local gentlemen's club and encounter with a female employee. I will not hesitate to make this evidence public, especially to your husband.

Teresa Scalia

Barbara fumed as she read the note. "The nerve! She's calling me out and trying to blackmail me as well."

She also felt a pang of fear. If Teresa did indeed have some video of Barbara's humiliation at the hands of Maria the bar maid, Teresa could make life unbearable for her.

"I'll meet with Mrs. Scalia and this time things will be settled."

Another thought came to Barbara, a small voice from the back of her mind repeating "think of the possibilities, think of the possibilities".

A similar invitation was delivered to the Scalia household. Conveniently, Teresa was at home to accept the envelope. Reading the text, which was very similar to that of Barbara's invitation, Teresa saw red.

"Threaten me you little bitch! You better believe I'll be there and how nice, no one around to interfere." Teresa thought. She also recalled what Roxanne Starr had told her at the conclusion of their encounter "You may want to try this on someone you know, like that little blond that gives you all the trouble." The wheels in Teresa's mind were spinning, "Yes, I may want to try something."

The invitations had been delivered a week in advance to give the principals some time to anticipate the confrontation. The 23rd of May proved to be a warm spring day and that continued into the early evening. Barbara considered her wardrobe and opted to wear denim shorts and a white short sleeved pull over blouse. Both the shorts and blouse were well fitted to show off Barbara's figure. The shorts, certainly not Bermuda length, highlighted Barbara's tanned legs and were snug enough to leave no doubt about the curves of her butt. She wore white athletic shoes. At 645 p.m. Barbara had finished cleaning up after dinner and stuck her head into the family room where husband Mark and son Chad were watching television.

"I'll be back in about an hour, I've got an errand to run." Barbara said as she started towards the door.

"Okay see you later" Mark replied, "Seems a little late for errands."

Barbara didn't hear Mark's reply; she had other things on her mind. Barbara got into her SUV and paused for a moment. Did she really want to do this? What was really going to happen? Taking a deep breath, Barbara backed out of the driveway and headed towards the theater.

At the Scalia house, Teresa announced. "Dominic I'm going out for while."

"Where are you going?" asked Dominic.

"Don't worry about it. I'll be home in a couple hours."

Dominic just shrugged his shoulders in resignation. There wasn't much he could say after Teresa had caught him with the very under dressed Kathy Benson in his lap at the gentlemen's club.

Teresa was also dressed for warm spring weather. A tight sleeveless blouse, pale pink in color with a 3-button closure, was worn over a similar colored pair of Capri pants. The Capri pants, were of course, well fitted around the derriere which was further enhanced by Teresa's wedge sandals.

Feeling ready for what was to come, Teresa pointed her car to the theater.

Barbara pulled into the empty parking lot of the Community Theater and stopped near the front entrance. Leaving her SUV, she tried the door and found it locked. Barbara walked around to the side of the building and found the stage door open. Walking onto the half lit stage, Barbara saw a single piece of furniture resembling a Roman chaise lounge. It was nearly as wide as a double bed with one end raised. The chaise was sumptuously upholstered in deep wine colored velvet. A single diaphanous curtain separated the stage from the rest of the house. The house lights were off and from the stage that area appeared to be totally dark. As Barbara walked to the chaise, which was at center stage, she saw a large flat screen television monitor on a portable base. When Barbara took notice of the monitor, the screen flickered to life. A scene from Barbara's recent past was about to be replayed. The setting was Roxanne Starr's Gentlemen's Club. Barbara was on the main floor sans her blouse. The video was shot from an advantageous angle and captured Barbara's encounter with Maria in great detail.

Barbara put her hand over her mouth in shock. "My God, how did that bitch Teresa get a hold of this."

The video advanced to the point where Barbara is bent over the table with her skirt off and legs spread. Maria has full control of Barbara and has lowered her panties.

Barbara watched the video replay with complete attention. She was taken back to that fateful afternoon and the experiences she had at the hands of Maria.

"Well, well, well isn't this an interesting piece of cinematic history!"

Barbara snapped back to reality at the sound of Teresa's voice. Standing in the wings, hands-on hips that were tilted at a saucy angle, Teresa had viewed the final moments of the video. The monitor screen went black.

"What do you think you're going to gain with this?" Barbara asked.

"Gain what? I didn't know you had such a public encounter Barbie. Do you have a preference for the Latin ladies?" Teresa said mockingly.

"Oh I'm sure you know nothing about this Teresa."

The monitor screen went bright again. The scene was again the Gentlemen's Club, but the players had changed. From an overhead view Teresa could be seen being paraded around by Roxanne Starr on the dancers stage which was surrounded by the bar patrons... Unfortunately for Teresa, she was clad only in her bra and panties. The video showed Roxanne leading Teresa behind a curtain. The scene picked up with Teresa over Roxanne's lap her bottom taking some punishment.

Barbara watched in amusement as she saw Teresa's humiliation. She had only heard about this encounter and thought much of what she had heard was rumor. As Barbara was before, Teresa was in shock. Especially so when the scene played on further. Her spanking finished, Teresa was stripped and then brought to a tumultuous orgasm by Roxanne.

Teresa was thinking, "Barbara couldn't know about this. Now she's seen me helpless in the arms of another woman. I've never been able to forget that day. I've never felt like that before or since."

If Barbara was amused by Teresa's spanking, the events following aroused more than just her curiosity. Barbara felt that feeling in her lower belly, that tingling. She was intrigued by Teresa's response to Roxanne's ministrations. The video ended and Barbara couldn't let Teresa get by without a verbal jab.

"Red heads your weakness Teresa? I particularly enjoyed the primal grunts. I had no idea you could be so basic."

Embarrassed and humiliated, Teresa was also feeling some arousal from watching the replay of her and Roxanne. The monitor went black once again and Teresa turned to face Barbara.

"You may think you're very clever with that video but it won't gain you anything." Teresa declared as she walked toward Barbara.

"Oh I think I've gained enough just seeing that red head push your buttons."

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