Shoplifting Has Its Consequences
Copyright© 2025 by Rachel 42
Chapter 26: Mr. Skye Gets Busted
True Story Sex Story: Chapter 26: Mr. Skye Gets Busted - A young teen is caught shoplifting and pays the price.
Caution: This True Story Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Teenagers Blackmail Fiction True Story Incest First Masturbation Petting Squirting
Mike and Jean’s relationship was getting a little bit better over time, he still felt bitterness towards the man that had been fucking his wife for almost a year, and he also still felt some resentment towards his wife for her part in the sexual affair. But now we had come up with a plan that we all hoped would help make it a little bit better, maybe some revenge.
There were two options we had with this plan; one was for Jean to lure Mr. Skye to the motel room, and the other was for me to do it. We all felt it would be better for me to do it because of the pain it may cause Mike if his wife was to get it on again with the guy she had the affair with, and it really wouldn’t matter to Mrs. Skye who she caught her husband with, and in fact, it might be worse for him if she caught him with a sixteen year old girl rather than a woman about the same age as he was.
I knew it wouldn’t be difficult at all to lure that asshole to the motel, after all, he did tell me to come back anytime for more sex and that I would get paid for it. He enjoyed the fact that I was so young and yet had a full-grown female body. I still resented the fact that he made me strip for him and have sex with him just because I stole a lousy chocolate bar from his store. Paybacks were going to be sweet.
The plan involved me going to his store and making a date with him to meet me at the motel, then Bob would contact his wife and tell her that her husband was going to be fucking his girlfriend at the motel, all the while, Jean and Mike would be sitting in their car watching from the parking lot.
I knew that I was going to wear the sexiest negligee I owned so that when Mrs. Skye walked in, she would be as pissed off as she could be by what she saw. I would also dress provocatively when I went to visit him as well, just to make sure he wanted me.
The four of us were sitting on the pool deck at Bob’s parents’ house discussing the plan. We were all getting quite excited about it. This would be the ultimate revenge against the man that had been having the affair with Jean for almost a year, the man that Mike always saw in his daydreams that was looking at his wife standing naked in front of him, the man that was getting his cock sucked constantly by his wife. He was still having those visions, and they were still hurtful to him. I would go to the grocery store the next day to put the plan in motion.
I spent the night with Bob in his bed, and although we did not have sex that night, we did cuddle and talk a lot about the state of his parents’ marriage. I really wanted to do my part and help in any way I could, and this time, Bob understood what I was going to do and why. We were both on the same page, and that was a good feeling.
The next day, I went home and found the most revealing outfit I could, a bra that pushed my tits up and a very low-cut top with buttons in the front. I put the bra on as I stood in front of the mirror in my bedroom. It was probably one of the sexiest bras that I owned. It was a bright red bra that I had found while in the city at a specialty shop that sold lingerie, I loved it. I put the top on and undid just enough buttons to show almost everything I had above the nipples. The bra was that low cut, and with that number of buttons undone, I looked like I should be standing on a street corner selling myself. I thought to myself that this would surely do the trick; he would want me, and he would want me soon.
I put on a light jacket to cover myself up while walking down to his store. When I got near the store, I went into the bushy area close to the store and hid my jacket and then went the rest of the way to the store. Once inside the store, I went directly to the chocolate bars, found the large ones and picked up five of them, then I walked to his office, his door was ajar, so I just walked in and said hello to him.
He looked up and I could tell that he was immediately turned on by the sight of my cleavage: “Holy shit Rachel, you look terrific, what brings you by.”
I smiled and answered: “I wanted some chocolate bars, and I need to make a little money, can we make a deal?”
Mr. Skye answered: “Of course we can, what did you have in mind Rachel?”
My response was quick: “I want it in the motel down the street, I want these chocolate bars and forty bucks, I’d like to do it as soon as possible, like I said, I need the money.”
He smiled as he continued staring right at my rack: “Is tonight too soon? I can be there tonight if that suits you.”
I answered him: “Tonight will be great, why don’t you get the room, and I will meet you there, I assume you are going to want your cock sucked and then you are going to fuck me, and when can I get paid?”
“I will pay you tonight, as soon as you get to the room, is that okay with you?” He asked.
I stood up and said that I would see him later that evening. The plan was in motion; I had done my first part. Now it was up to Bob to make sure he could get Mrs. Skye to the location.
Later that afternoon, Bob knew he had to go ahead and get Mrs. Skye to believe everything he was going to tell her and get her to see for herself what was going on.
He went to her house and knocked on the door, Mrs. Skye was a good-looking woman, and Bob’s first thought was: how could a guy cheat on such a good-looking woman. She was quite tall, probably about five ten inches in height, she didn’t seem to be a pound overweight, she had shoulder length dark brown hair, her tits seemed to be perfectly proportioned to the rest of her body. She was a beautiful woman of about forty years of age.
Bob introduced himself this way: “Hello Mrs. Skye, my name is Bob, and I need to talk to you about a problem I have that concerns you and more so, your husband.
Hearing his introduction, she invited him into her home, and they sat apart from each other in the living room. She said: “Tell me Bob, what exactly are you talking about?”
Bob continued: “It is a long story, and a story that I should have come to you with a long time ago. You see, my girlfriend got caught stealing from the store owned by your husband, he took her in the back and was telling her how he was going to call the police, but if she was willing to have sex with him, then he wouldn’t call the police. But that wasn’t good enough for him, he had sex with her in the store and now he is taking her to the local motel and having sex with her again, although this time he is paying her like she is a fucking prostitute.”
She sat there speechless, and then managed to say: “Hold on a minute, are you saying my husband is taking your girlfriend to a motel for sex, and that he is paying her for it? How old is your girlfriend?”
Bob knew he had her right where he wanted her: “She just turned sixteen, but she looks much older, she is so vulnerable too, she believes things that she shouldn’t believe, I am worried about her and I think you should know about it.”
She was shocked: “I am so glad you told me about this; I will talk to him about it when he gets home tonight.”
Bob then said: “I have a better idea, they are meeting at seven o’clock tonight, why don’t I pick you up and we can go and witness it ourselves, and there is one more thing you should know.”
She looked at him, still in unbelief: “What else is there, what more could he have done.”
Bob looked and hung his head: “Your husband and my mother have been having a sexual affair for the last year or so, when my dad found out, it caused a lot of issues in their marriage, they even separated for a time, and now they are working on the reconciliation.”
She stared at him: “Are you kidding me? My husband and your mother, I am totally flabbergasted, are you sure?”
Bob again spoke: “Listen to me, I would not lie about something like that, it almost destroyed my family, and now my girlfriend is being used by your husband, it is time he got caught and put in his place, don’t you think?”
She was losing control by now, she was getting angry and said: “Okay Bob, tell me exactly what you have in mind for tonight, and I will go along with it, but if it is all true, that sonofabitch is going to get his, that is for sure.”
Bob laid out the entire plan for that night; however, he didn’t tell her that I was involved in the setup: “I will pick you up around six-thirty or so. We will drive to the motel and lay low. We will watch for your husband to come and check in to the motel, then when my girlfriend arrives, we will give them a few minutes and then you can go and knock on the door and then you can do whatever you think you’ll need to do. How does that sound?”
Mrs. Skye answered him: “I think that sounds like a very good plan, I will be waiting for you.” she waited a few seconds and then added: I can’t believe that he has done those things, I know he has flirted, and I know he was a little pissed that I had cheated on him several years ago, but that was only a one-night stand, and I thought that was long gone from our history, but maybe not, but a sixteen year old girl and a yearlong affair, I am shocked.”
Bob thought he could make it a little worse by adding: “She was only fifteen when he had sex with her the first couple of times.”
She said: “I am so sorry that your girlfriend has been dragged into this, I hope she is okay and when it is over she can feel good about herself again, I won’t have any animosity towards her, she is a victim, a victim of his stupidity and his perverted sexual desires, I just can’t wait to rip a strip off him later tonight.
Bob stood and said: “Well, I am sorry I had to tell all of this to you, but he has just messed with two people in my inner circle, I have seen mom and dad struggle to have the marriage that they had before dad found out, and now I see my girlfriend being used for the gratification of an older man, it does hurt me, it hurts me a lot.”
She stood and said: I understand Bob, and trust me, this is going to be one hell of a night when I get done with him.”