The Scarlet Letter Killer
Copyright© 2026 by Paul Darkblue
Chapter 2
Thriller Sex Story: Chapter 2 - "You have been caught cheating. You have been sentenced to death" Who is targeting and killing cheating women in Milan?
Caution: This Thriller Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Heterosexual Crime Cheating
Victim Number Two: Elisa Salini
Milano, Italy. Wednesday, 9:30 PM.
Elisa Salini is the chief of the marketing department at the headquarters of a major Italian manufacturing group. Thirty-seven years old, 5’5” tall, with black hair, green eyes, 34C breasts, a shapely ass, and toned legs, she is considered a true beauty. She has been married for eight years to Filippo, forty, a freelance software developer, and they have no children.
She just left her office, three hours past her usual time, because of a late meeting with her boss, Antonio, the head of the company’s sales department.
Like every Wednesday, the meeting included plenty of entertaining activities, sucking his dick, letting him fuck her in every hole on his office couch, and sometimes fulfilling the needs of visitors who joined the meeting.
Tonight, Elisa still feels the thrill of being spit-roasted by her boss and the head of the company’s quality assessment department. One dick in her mouth, one dick in her pussy, that’s something every woman should try at least once in her life, she thinks on her way home.
This was not her first threesome; some of the late meetings over the past few months had also included group sex with a few of the company’s managers, women included.
Yes, licking a creamy pussy, savouring another woman’s juices, was something that Elisa had truly come to love.
It had all started almost two years ago. The previous marketing manager had resigned, and the vacant position was contested between Elisa and a male colleague. The promotion from marketing assistant to marketing manager was a massive opportunity for her career, not to mention a 30% salary increase and annual bonuses.
On a Tuesday, Elisa had a scheduled meeting in Antonio Ralli’s office. As the head of the sales department, Antonio was also a member of the company’s board and the final decision-maker for the vacant position. He was in his early fifties, married with two teenage daughters, 5’7” tall, a little chubby, and bald; you couldn’t say he was handsome. Yet, he was an exceptional manager, powerful, charismatic, and always dressed in expensive, handmade suits.
She prepared for the interview, dressing in her best classic office outfit, but with a blue skirt two inches above her knees and a white, long-sleeved shirt with the first two buttons undone, offering a good peek at her cleavage. She wore a white lace bra and matching white G-string panties. She chose blue strappy sandals with three-inch heels. The final touch was white hold-ups, the tops of which would be visible beneath her skirt when she crossed her legs. Perfect makeup and a visit to the hairdresser were also mandatory for the meeting. Yes, it was a cliché, but she thought that for this position, she had to play all her cards. Elisa was well aware of her beauty and intended to use it to her advantage; a little game of seduction using her body wouldn’t hurt.
At the meeting, Antonio introduced her to the professional requirements of the management position. Goals, evaluation policies, and bonuses were discussed, and they went into detail on how she would manage the role as head of the marketing department.
During the interview, it felt as if Antonio were stripping her naked with his eyes, exactly as she had expected, which made her feel flattered and confident. After about an hour of professional talk, Antonio’s final request made Elisa blush: “Your evaluation metrics are high, Elisa, and you seem to be an excellent candidate for the head of the marketing department position. But, you know, before deciding, I need to understand how committed you are to our company and how much you really want this role. Meet me in my office tomorrow night after working hours, and we will make a final assessment of your dedication to our company. I hope to see you tomorrow, Elisa.” With that, giving her a last, lustful look, Antonio ended the meeting.
Elisa was anything but naïve; she was well aware of the consequences of that late meeting. She struggled all day and night. Should she accept the meeting with Antonio and take a chance on her career, breaking her marital vows? Or should she be a faithful wife and give up her career dreams?
After a long, restless night, she made her decision, justifying it to herself with the logic that a onetime sexual encounter wouldn’t hurt her marriage as long as Filippo was kept in the dark. Besides, they would both benefit from the higher salary and bonuses she could earn in her new position.
What she didn’t foresee was how much she would love being fucked by Antonio. Antonio’s dick was big and thick, much bigger than Filippo’s. He was a powerful, dominant alpha male, and that night in his office, after a couple of hours of overwhelming orgasms, she heard herself scream, “Cum inside me, Antonio! Fill me up, make me yours, you own me!”
She got her promotion a month later. She continued to meet Antonio in his office every Wednesday evening. Since she was always very late coming home on those Wednesday nights, she made up an excuse, telling Filippo that the weekly board of directors meeting was scheduled for Wednesday evenings and that they preferred to hold it after standard working hours. Filippo bought it and never worried about her late hours, mostly because he trusted her completely. Plus, coming home so late gave Elisa the perfect excuse to shut down any chance of sex with her husband; she was simply too sore and exhausted to even bear anything more.
Antonio then suggested that their nights could be spiced up by involving other people. One night, when she entered Antonio’s office, the chief of the HR department, a beautiful young woman, was there. That night, Elisa had her first lesbian orgasm when the HR chief ate her out. Then they exchanged positions. Elisa, for the first time, tasted another woman’s juices, driving her to orgasm, while Antonio’s cock was mercilessly pounding her from behind. That night, Elisa had some of the most overwhelming orgasms she had ever experienced in her life, so far.
The number of people involved in the affair grew to a total of seven, four men and three women, including Elisa, all of whom were directors or managers of different company departments. They were chosen accurately, not just for their attractiveness and lack of inhibitions, but also because they were all married. None of them would have an interest in spoiling what happened in those long after-hours meetings, and no love affair would be involved. Men were required to use condoms to prevent any remote chance of pregnancy or STDs.
The best gang bang she had ever had was during the company’s team-building event at a beautiful resort in the Alps, where she experienced her first double penetration. After the initial pain and discomfort, she could still remember the shattering orgasms that accompanied her through that night, with one dick pounding her pussy and another deep up her ass at the same time. Now she loved it, begging for it whenever she got the chance.
Two years after the beginning of everything, on another ordinary Wednesday night, Elisa is heading toward the bus stop, a few blocks’ walk from her office, ready to go home to her husband. The night is dark, and the business district where the headquarters is located is completely deserted at this late hour.
Suddenly, someone grabs her from behind, slams a hand over her mouth, and drags her into a dark alley. She tries to resist, but the man is far too strong. An unbearable pain rips through her chest as a cold voice whispers in her ear: “Elisa Salini, you whored yourself for your career goals. You humiliated your husband. You desecrated your marriage. You have been sentenced to death.”
As life painfully drains from her body, the last thought that crosses her mind is of her husband. She won’t be home tonight, missing forever that relaxing, soul-releasing, loving time with Filippo.
Commissario Emma Rizzi
Six months after Silvia Fanti’s death, the investigation was at a complete standstill.
Meanwhile, my relationship with Riccardo remained exactly the same as it had been for the last two years.
Riccardo was a colleague, the head of the narcotics unit. We weren’t in the same chain of command, so our relationship wasn’t strictly illegal, maybe just a bit borderline.
We met working on a joint case involving a young girl apparently dead from an overdose of heroin. The suspicion was that the OD was not an accident but a deliberate murder. We spent a lot of hours working together, and after some time we ended up sharing a bed. For the first time in my life, I had found myself deeply in love.
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