Sam and the Black Bodybuilder
Copyright© 2024 by A Bad Attitude
Chapter 3
Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 3 - A former world champion body builder is being blackmailed and seeks help from a private detective agency. As the detective solves her problem they fall in love. But will her 'on-stage' personality, The Lioness, permit this relationship. The detective has to decide whether to walk away or join the party. i tried to check all the appropriate codes but I probably missed some.
Caution: This Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Blackmail Consensual Lesbian Heterosexual Fiction Crime Workplace Sharing BDSM Humiliation Light Bond Rough Swinging Interracial Black Female White Male Violence
The meeting was held at the main office of O’Shea Steel. It was the day after the body of Richard Smith was found. At 1pm I walked into the lobby and found Sam waiting for me. He ushered me into a large conference room. In all there were 7 people, myself, Sam, Tony, Robert, Jennifer and Mark Talbot (my submissive couple) and a beautiful older lady with red hair who was introduced as Robert’s mother Ginger O’Shea. She told everyone to take a seat and then called the meeting to order. I could tell she was very accustomed to being in charge as she took control of the room.
Ginger O’Shea--- I called the meeting to order then said, “It was brought to my attention a few days ago that a blackmail attempt was being made against part of the O’Shea family. Robert informed me that Jennifer and Mark were the victims. I authorized him and his firm to do a full investigation and to report back to me personally. I have in front of me the results of that investigation. It seems a Tina Jackson was the day manager of the gym. She knew that the owner, Ms. Wilcox, was a former Ms. Olympia and a former Ms. Muscle Universe. Ms. Wilcox had never done any porn pics or videos even when offered substantial money for such shots. This Tina Jackson along with her junkie boyfriend devised a way by hiding cameras in Ms. Wilcox’s private bath and at various places in the gym to capture photos of Ms. Wilcox which they planned to sell on the internet. When their efforts captured videos of all three of you doing whatever it was that you did. (I was not allowed to see the pics or the video.) The plan to blackmail all three of you developed. When Ms. Wilcox refused to be a victim, she sought the help of Robert and his company. Sam Gibbs was given the task of resolving this problem and I have been assured that it is resolved. All copies of the discs have been destroyed. The samples that were sent to Ms. Wilcox’s phone have been destroyed. The email that was sent to your phone, Mark, has also been destroyed. The two perpetrators of this crime are gone. One is dead and the other is missing. So as far as I am concerned this case is closed. Robert, you are to send your bill here to the company and I will see that it is paid. Does anyone have any questions?”
I started to say how I would pay the bill but was told that it was already decided. I thanked Ms. O’Shea and kept my mouth shut. As we left the Talbot’s stopped me and apologized for thinking I was part of the scam. They said that their little adventure was over and that she was going off the pill and planning on starting a family. They thought that would make her parents very happy. I think Sam must have noticed that my eyes narrowed to slits and my voice got a little hoarse as I told them anytime they wanted to play again they should give me a call. They thanked me and hurried away.
Sam walked me out to my car and opened the door for me. He leaned in and kissed me on the cheek and said that he was glad things worked out. Then he surprised me by asking me to have supper with him Saturday night. I said yes and it was settled that he would pick me up at 7pm at my house.
I was as nervous as a schoolgirl going on her first date all day Saturday. I went thru my closet and tried to pick out some really “girly” clothes. Not the persona of my competition days. Sam treated me like a girl not “Leona ‘The Lioness’ Wilcox”. To him I was a lady that he liked. I love that! I was never a girl. I was a person that both men and women wanted because of my on-stage persona, not myself.
At exactly 7pm Sam rang my doorbell. He was dressed nice. A blue blazer with a white button down collar white shirt, no tie and a pair of khaki pants made him look so hot. He led me to his car and opened the door for me. I could get used to this. As he started the car he told me I looked fabulous. I had on a form fitting white dress that stopped 6 inches above my knees. The top was low cut and showed plenty of cleavage. I had on a pair of white pumps that had only a two inch heel. I did not want to tower over him more than I had to.
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