Chapter 4

The next day, Jay and Karruche stood outside Ms. Celeste’s house, the sun dipping below the horizon, casting long shadows across the neatly manicured lawn. Jay could feel the tension radiating off Karruche, her hands clasped tightly in front of her, her knuckles white.

He reached out and took one of her hands, giving it a reassuring squeeze. “We can do this,” he said, his voice low and steady. “We’ve got this, remember?”.

“Okay,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper. “Let’s get this over with.”

They walked up to the front door, Jay ringing the doorbell. It swung open almost immediately, revealing Ms. Celeste standing there, a smug smile on her face. She was dressed in a silky robe that leaves little to the imagination. Her eyes rake over them, a smirk playing on her lips.

“I’ve been expecting you,” she said, stepping aside to let them in.

Jay’s heart was racing as they walked into the foyer, his eyes scanning the room for any sign of her camera. He didn’t see it, but he knew it was here somewhere.

“Follow me,” Ms. Celeste said, leading them down a long hallway to a large, open room. A plush, red velvet couch sat in the centre, facing a large, flat-screen TV on the wall. Jay’s stomach clenched as he saw the tripod set up next to the couch, a camera perched on top.

Ms. Celeste saw where his gaze landed and smiled, a predator spotting its prey.

“I see you’ve noticed my little set-up,” she said, sauntering over to the couch and perching on the edge. “I’m glad you’re both here, I had so hoped we could do this together.”

Jay could feel Karruche’s hand trembling in his, but he didn’t let go. They had come too far to back out now.

“So, what do we do?” he asked, his voice low and steady.

Karruche swallowed hard, letting go of his hand and stepping closer to him. She glanced over at Ms. Celeste, who was perched on the edge of the plush red velvet couch, a predatory smile spreading across her face.

“Well then,” Ms. Celeste purred, leaning back on the couch and draping her long legs over one arm. “I guess we should get started, shall we?”

Jay felt his heart rate pick up as he glanced briefly at Karruche, steeling himself for what was to come.

“Why do you have a camera set-up,?” Karruche asked “You’re not going to film this are you,?”.

Ms. Celeste laughed, her eyes gleaming with lust. “Why, of course I am. That’s why I went to so much trouble to get you both in the same room. But don’t worry, it won’t be broadcasted anywhere. It will just be for my own personal enjoyment.”

Jay’s stomach turned at the thought of Ms. Celeste getting off to their intimate moments. But he knew they had to play along in order to get the upper hand. He took a deep breath and nodded, letting go of Karruche’s hand and walking towards the couch.

“Before we get going, I just want you to know I fucking hate you” Jay says, to Ms. Celeste his face twisted into a sneer of disgust.

“Well, I don’t really give a shit what you think of me, but let’s get on with it, shall we?” She replies.

Jay nodded, trying to push down the bile rising in his throat. He couldn’t believe he was actually going through with this, but he knew he didn’t have a choice.

Karruche walked over to the couch and sat down next to Jay, her heart pounding in her chest. She could feel Celeste’s eyes on her, appraising her body like a piece of meat. It made her skin crawl. But she knew she had to go through with this, for Jay and for herself. She took another deep breath as Ms. Celeste leaned forward, her robe falling open to reveal her ample cleavage.

“Shall we get started?” Ms. Celeste purred, running a hand over her thigh. “I want to see you both touch each other, kiss each other. I want to watch as you pleasure each other.”

Jay glanced at Karruche, uncertainty in his eyes. But she nodded, giving him a small, reassuring smile. She could do this. For him. She reached over and kissed Jay gently, they held each other as the kiss continued.

Breaking the kiss, Karruche whispered in his ear, “We’ll give her a show she won’t forget. Let’s make it good, baby.”

“Your clothes” Ms Celeste says “Both of you, loose ‘em”.

With looks that could kill, Jay and Karruche get up off the couch and begin to undress.