Chapter 16

Scanning the body of the message, Julie saw that it originally came from her Smith and McGill email account, with a forward to the UAlbanyGirl account just yesterday, around the time she and Michelle were working on the Mitch Greene Ophthalmology account, and now another forward, back to her Smith and McGill account.

Julie was more than familiar with the attachment, but she clicked it anyway and watched a new video window open up in the lower corner of the live nanny cam feed, which showed a bottomless Michelle rubbing King’s cock, in the middle of the living room at the Covington McGill house.

Her attention was again grabbed by action in the larger video pane, as King disengaged himself from Michelle, and she reached back to cover herself, as the copious amount of the dog that he had deposited inside her, flowed out of her battered, gaping pussy, over her hand and onto the ornamental rug.

Michelle rolled over into a sitting position and raised her soaked hand to her mouth while looking down at her still leaking vagina, tasting the combined mixture of the juices that coated her fingers.

She then looked up at the clock above the mantel, with a broad smile on her satisfied face.

“Sorry about the rug ... see you on Friday!” she said to the clock, and then blew a kiss directly into the shiny black lens, cleverly concealed within the loop of the 6.

Michelle looked at the clock in the lower right corner of her monitor which read 3:30 pm, quitting time on Fridays at Smith & McGill during summer months. It had been one hell of a week, between managing two new accounts at work during the day and taking care of the boss’s dog every night. Literally!

She selected “shut down” from the menu, and packed her cell phone in her purse, and a few files to review over the weekend in her case. She exchanged a few “have a nice weekends” with her coworkers and headed out the door.

But in reality, Michelle had no idea what kind of weekend she was going to have. Julie was due back home tonight, and the two hadn’t spoken or even exchanged emails since Michelle blew her that kiss via the camera in the living room clock.

To make matters worse, Michelle had put a Post-It note over the “6,” blinding the camera lens to the activities in the living room, however, she was sure to let King take her there each night, so that Julie, or whoever might be tuning in, could hear the panting, moaning, cries of ecstasy, that were coming out of the young woman’s mouth, courtesy of King’s thick red cock, and his amazing bulbous knot.

Michelle grabbed the lower portion of her sundress and shook it vigorously, while sitting in the car, waiting for the air conditioning to kick in. S&M had casual Fridays too, but jeans and shorts were excluded, so she was wearing her most comfortable floral print sundress. Pulling the hem up to her waist, she looked down and giggled, seeing the outline of her pussy lips through the light blue panties.