I have decided to share a story that I have not told anyone in my entire life. After keeping this to myself for so long, I can’t believe I am going to finally share it with the world over the internet.
I grew up a pretty normal guy in the 80’s in the suburbs of Phoenix, Arizona. My mom and dad were the literal ‘king and queen’ of the prom in high school. They married right after graduation and gave birth to me, their only child, one year later. Growing up, my mother dabbled in real estate and my father was an airline pilot. We had a nice home with a basketball court out front and a sprawling yard in back.
I can remember things being pretty good between my parents until my sophomore year of high school. That’s when the fights started and my father moved out. A year later they were divorced. I lived with my mom until I was 18 years old and finished high school. She took the divorce real hard at first; had some REAL rough days. But by the time I graduated, mom had pretty much picked up her life and was moving on.
I left for college in California after high school and during the spring semester of my freshman year dad called to tell me he was getting remarried. Over the next few months I got a number of pictures of Julia, his ‘intended’. She looked beautiful in the pictures, but none of them did her justice and I was floored when I met her at the rehearsal dinner.
She was your classic hard-body hammer! She had the most beautiful platinum-blond hair reaching half way down her back. She had what I call ‘nuclear-blue’ eyes set into a perfectly chiseled face. She had a cute pointy nose and thin lips. Her skin was perfect, hardly a blemish and a deep rich tan. Of course she was thin waisted with long tanned legs. And in this age of perfectly ‘fake’ breasts, she sported perfectly ‘real’ ones. Stereotypically you could say she was my dad’s ‘trophy’ wife, but I associate that term with older men and my dad was only 38 when they married. She was eleven years younger than him, which put my stepmom closer to my age than my father.
Like anyone who suddenly has a step parent I wasn’t sure how to treat my dad’s new wife or how she was going to treat me, but she turned out pretty decent. I guess it helped that I was living with my mother during that first summer and only saw my stepmom and my pop during occasional visits. But when we did get together she didn’t treat me like a kid or try to be my mom. She treated me like a friend which was cool. The hard part for me was to not get a hardon every time I looked at her! She was a stone-cold fox! However, and more importantly, she was my father’s wife and it was critical I watch what my actions around her.
I went back to college my sophomore year and only saw my family briefly during Christmas break. By agreement I had told my folks that I would spend every other summer with the other parent and my next summer was to be spent at my father’s house. He had moved across town from where I grew up and picked up a beautiful new place. A two-story stucco home, beautifully appointed, professionally landscaped with a pool and cabana in the backyard. My room was on the second floor. I had my own television and bathroom and a great view of the pool.
The summer started out well enough for me. I had landed a decent summer job delivering pizzas, was in touch with my buddies and didn’t have much else to do but hang out by the pool and enjoy life! I was a little apprehensive living with my father and Julia but things seemed to work out ok. I tried to stay out of their way, especially when my father was home and just do my own thing. At first they seemed to be alright with me being there. But after the first week or so, I started getting mixed signals from Julia. At times she seemed cheery and enjoyed hanging around with me and other times I swear she resented my presence. All the time I found I had to do the best I could to not be caught staring at her, and that was becoming awful damn hard.
Julia loved to walk around the house wearing a transparent sarong with her bikini underneath. She would be dressed like that all day. Her bikini tops were so small they would barely cover her nipples and her full breasts were always pouring over the sides of her top. All too frequently I would catch glimpses of her with the top of her areola visible over the top of her bikini. Invariably, through the course of the day I would run into her and see that her top had slipped completely aside and she would be going about her day with her full breast and pink nipple completely exposed! I can’t tell you how many times she would climb out of the pool with her bikini askew; fumbling to tuck her breasts back inside her top or adjusting the strings of her bottom in order to re-cover her pubic mound.
At first I thought these were all simple accidents; I’d never lived with girls before and assumed these things just happen and I should learn to get over it. But after a few weeks, I began to suspect her actions were deliberate. She would appear at breakfast in a low-cut summer dress, bending over in front of me while preparing her meal. She would look me in the eye while carrying on an idle conversation as if it were nothing. All the while it was all I could do to maintain eye contact with her knowing that just beyond my gaze were her perfect, unfettered breasts and nipples in clear view - begging to be noticed.
Often she would come into the living room while I was watching TV and start applying lotion to her body. She would stand next to me applying the lotion in long smooth strokes, up her legs to her crotch. She would give slow, deliberate attention to the rise of her pussy mound with her lotioned hands while inadvertently exposing the lips of her completely shaved pussy. Her hands would dive into the top of her bikini liberally applying lotion to her breasts, those efforts invariably causing her erect nipples to make an appearance while I tried desperately to not notice.
But by far, the thing she would do that would prove most unbearable was ask me to put suntan oil on her body at the pool. The first time she did this my father was standing nearby! She was in her bikini laying face down on the lounger. I was sitting on the adjacent chair when she lifted her hand while clutching a bottle of suntan lotion and motioning me to put some on her. I was not thrilled with the idea, but took the bottle and started applying it to her feet. She did have the smoothest skin I had ever felt and the muscle tone of her calves and thighs was unbelievable. As my hands reached her mid-thigh she spread her legs slightly apart and my hands continued to move up. My heart was pounding in my chest and my mind was in turmoil as I reached the smooth skin of her upper thigh. The thumb of my right hand was no more than an inch from her pussy mound and my left hand was already caressing the bottom of her ass. With a grunt of resolve I raised both my hands, moved them over her ass and started working the small of her back. She gave her ass a little wiggle as I did this; as if to taunt me for resisting temptation. I moved my hands up her back, under the strap of her bikini and along the edges of her shoulder blades. As my fingers moved along her shoulder blades, she lifted her shoulders up and I felt the swell of her breasts. My hands followed her shoulders back down and more of her breasts came under my fingers as she re-contacted the lounge. My cock immediately grew hard as my mind battled my desire to let my fingers linger and, perhaps make contact with her nipple. An agonizing second later I let out a huge breath and somehow commanded my hands to retreat and find refuge on the tops of her shoulder.
I then took a step back. I was uncontrollably horny and could hardly stand the temptation I felt. I was battling to not lust after my dad’s wife, but it was a fight I was definitely losing. I was now standing over her with a raging hard-on in my swim shorts with my father not more than twenty yards away! I so wanted to roll her over, tear off her bikini and fuck her hard right there! Instead I told her I was ‘all done’ and headed for the house. I can remember her calling behind me, offering me an impassive ‘thanks’ as I scrambled towards my room. Once inside I ran to my window and adjusted the slats of the shades so I could look out without being seen. I peered out my window and watched Julia as she reached behind and undid the strap of her top. That afternoon was only the first of many when I would look down at my stepmothers’ body, my dick in my hand cumming all over the floor with unbridled thoughts of fucking her.
As the summer wore on my desire for Julia became hard to bare. I was glad for the days when I was busy at work and was spared temptation. I loathed the days my father was out of town on a trip and my desire became difficult to control. And, to make all of this worse, I could swear she knew exactly what was going on.
One afternoon I found myself in the pool, the lower half of my body immersed in the water, my hands hanging onto the cement side while I stared at my stepmother. She was sipping a drink while talking to her mother on the phone. She had taken to laying face down on the lounger with her bikini straps undone, her breasts swelling at her sides. I had found it easier to keep my lust in check with my lower region immersed in the cool pool water, especially when my father was on a trip – which he was that afternoon. I swear Julia had been taunting me all day, playfully laughing and giggling at me, running around in her bikini, letting her breasts ’accidentally’ spill out on occasion, bending over and ensuring I caught site of her from every possible angle at every opportunity. My desire for her was truly piqued. I wanted to leave the house; mitigate this temptation, but there is no way I would leave. I wanted her so bad, I was so tormented I simply could not think.
I know I was looking at Julia with a dreamy lustful look on my face when she ended her phone conversation, turned and simply returned my gaze. Then, after a long moment of silence, she jumped up, hastily fastening her bikini behind her and made a dash for the pool. She dove over my head and into the water. By the time I turned to face her she had surfaced and grabbed my head in an attempt to dunk me under. I felt her legs reach for mine as my arms reached for her. My feet were on the bottom and I lurched up towards Julia who screamed in delight and lurched back. As I moved in towards her my crotch plowed into her crotch and I pushed her towards the shallow end of the pool. She reached out trying to grab my hand with one hand while splashing me furiously with the other. As my crotch continued to thrust her body towards the shallow end I reached behind her and pulled her semi-prone body to the surface. It was then that I looked down at her and saw that all her flailing had caused the top of her bikini to fall down below her breasts. Through the water being splashed into my eyes I could see her erect, pink nipples breaking through the surface of the water pointing at me. With the arm I had behind her back I pulled Julia close to me and felt her nipples make contact with my bare chest. My cock became fully erect and thrust forward into her pelvis in a cry for lustful relief. Julia must have felt this because her splashing subsided and she reached around and put her hand behind my head. At the same time I slid my hand down under her bikini bottom and I clutched her cool firm ass, my fingers probing down between the cleft of her ass for the back side of her pubic mound.
As my fingers reached around and gently touched the rear of her pussy, Julia raised a leg and placed it behind my back. My pelvis gave a thrust which caused her to arch her head back and thrust her breasts deeper into my chest. Her other hand completely stopped its splashing and as my pelvis retreated from its’ latest thrust I felt Julia’s hand quickly slide down the front of my shorts and circle my insanely rigid cock. Her fingers cupped my balls and my cock let go a quick spasm. As my fingers reached further down the back of Julia’s ass in search of the coveted entrance to her pussy I heard a door slam. At the same time Julia’s hand tore out from inside my shorts and slammed hard against my chest.
“Oh, oh – what are you doing?” she sputtered.
I looked at her with incredulity; what did she mean?
It was then that I saw her look desperately over her shoulder towards the house and feel her push away from me with great resolve.
“What are you doing?” she spat, “get your hands off of me! How dare you? How dare you? What is your problem? I’m your, I’m your mother! Your step mother!” she cried.
She quickly backpedaled toward the stair at the shallow end of the pool. Fixing her bikini top and looking at me with distain and disgust. With one of her breasts returned to the safety of her bikini top and one still exposed she climbed out of the pool as – her mother entered the back yard.
With all the righteous indignation she could muster she turned to me, screaming that she had never been so insulted in her whole life! Asked how I could even think of such a thing let alone DO such a thing! With vile contempt she leaned over the pool and spat a viciously serious threat to tell my father I had a serious problem and should see a shrink. Her tirade continued on at full volume for a full two minutes. All the time with one breast exposed; her nipple bouncing as she shook and yelled. Finally she turned around, adjusted her top and walked away. Her mother shot me a horrified glance as Julia took her by the arm and escorted her inside.
I stood in the pool – completely dumbfounded.
I stole out of the pool shortly after they went inside and spent the evening at a friend’s house. I returned home after I knew Julia would be asleep and didn’t see her again until late that next morning.
She came out to the kitchen a completely different person! She walked in wearing – shorts and a Tee shirt. No bikini! She proceeded to tell me how shocked she was at my behavior and unable to believe I would make advances towards her. She stated she was so ashamed her mother happened to stop by and witnessed my lewd advance. She told me I had better shape up, learn to control myself and behave. She said that from then on I had better treat her with respect; do what she said or my father would be told and she would see to it I was out of the house. She said my father loved her and would rather disown me than lose her. She said he would certainly withhold any future financial contribution to my college education and I would be out of luck and on my own.
I could not believe what I was hearing! In my heart I felt certain my father wouldn’t do all that to me. But I also knew my father was a very different man since marrying Julia. He was very possessive of her. And, in one regard Julia was absolutely right. While I loved my father, he is very quick to judgment and if he believed what Julia had to say he would definitely cut me off without a second thought.
In short; Julia had me and I was totally fucked.
I was absolutely dumbstruck with what had happened. Julia had been playing me all summer! She was deliberately teasing me; driving me crazy with desire, leading me on. She probably knew what I was doing the afternoons I spied on her from my room and she probably enjoyed it. Why the sudden and extraordinary ‘about face’. Why had she turned on me?
I didn’t understand; but I soon would.
Julia had me where she wanted me and planned on taking advantage of it. From that day, life with my stepmom was whole different world. It was a living hell. I lived in fear of making her mad, lest she talk to my father. Every day she would bark orders with things for me to do. She never lifted a finger; I did all the work. I did all the dishes and took out the garbage. I did all the shopping, even clothes shopping for her. I had to wash her Mercedes every day. Whenever she would spot me in the pool or watching TV she would have something for me to do. Whenever she didn’t want me around, she told me to leave. She had me scared and she had me angry. Needless to say, I grew to hate her.
Towards the end of the summer I would spend all the time I could away from home. I would never try to relax or swim in the pool unless I knew she was elsewhere. I was even reluctant to have friends over. However, during the second week of August two of my college fraternity brothers were in Phoenix and wanted to stop by for a visit. They were on their way back to California and were making a road trip of it. One of the guys was Charlie, a nice if not dumpy buddy who helped me survive my physics classes. The other was Pete, a true leader of the frat; tall, with long black hair who was on the school swim team and had every inch a swimmers body.
Pete said the two of them were coming to the house for a visit and wasn’t going to take no for an answer. And, they did. Julia was away, but I wasn’t sure where she was or how long she would be gone. The guys came over and wasted no time jumping in the pool. I have to admit it was nice having those guys over and I was able to relax and enjoy myself; something I hadn’t been able to do for weeks!
After the guys had been swimming for an hour we got into some serious discussions at the deep end of the pool. I told them the problem I was having with my stepmother. They couldn’t believe it. And just as I was in the middle of talking about Julia, she marched into the back yard. She approached with quick deliberate steps but slowed as she saw I had company.
“I’m back, my car is dirty, I want you to wash it now. Who are these guys?” she asked.
I explained who they were. She was nonplused. “I want you to wash my car – now! You have work to do, go!
With that I shrugged my shoulders and started climbing out of the pool. Charlie got out behind me with Pete close behind. Julia was standing by my towel. I grabbed it and quickly passed by her. Charlie gave Julia a polite greeting as he passed, but Pete walked right up to her , standing no more than a foot away and gave her his “Hello”. He stood almost a full foot over Julia. He was a mountain of tanned muscle, thinly covered by his Speedo swimsuit. Julia took Pete in and appeared to blush. She stuttered for a second and quitely muttered that my friends - could stay.
I didn’t even give the comment a thought and continued walking towards the house. Charlie turned to Julia and gave her a polite thanks but told her he needed to leave. Pete stood there looking down at Julia with a wry smile. He then called out to me telling me to go wash the car, he’d join me in a bit.
Charlie bade me farewell as I got the bucket and hose from the garage. I spent the better part of a half hour grudgingly washing Julia’s car and wondering where the hell Pete was. I was just about to go to the backyard and find out when Pete emerged through the front door.
“That stepmother of yours is one hell of a woman; quite a babe.” Pete said. “Jesus, she is hot. If she wasn’t your stepmother, sorry dude, but I would be all over that. And I think…. I think she’d be into it.”
That last comment really pissed me off. I just glared at Pete. I couldn’t believe he said that. He had to be fuckin’ joking! Pete recognized this.
“Whoa, sorry dude,” he said, “just tellin’ you how it is.”
Pete said he and Julia sat making small talk but her eyes were rarely on his face. He said, they sat on the lounger talking and laughing and suddenly her hand was on his thigh. As they talked she causally started gently stroking his leg up and down. She was hunched over as she talked and Pete could see all but the nipple of her tit. The view and her stroking caused his cock to grow until the tip was peeking out the top of his Speedo. Of course, Pete knows how to let his cock peek out of his Speedo. He said it was a ‘trick’ he’s used on girls on the swim team; see how they would react. Pete said, Julia reacted! She kept stroking his leg while babbling and staring at his growing cock.
“The woman wanted me, dude” he told me. “It’s just a fact.”
With that he headed to his car and told me to call him before heading for school.
I finished cleaning the Mercedes thinking about what Pete had said. What was up with Julia anyway? Was she hot for Pete or does she think she has some plan for getting him excited only to use him too?
I began to wonder who the hell Julia really was. Was she just a horn dog? Was she just someone who liked to use and abuse men? Did she truly love my father or was she just gold digging?
I definitely needed some answers and that evening I devised the plan to get some!
The next morning I called Pete and told him that I felt bad we didn’t have much time during his visit and that he should stop by later. He agreed and arrived just after I got home from work in the afternoon. Julia was in her typical position on the lounger when Pete and I strolled into the backyard. As we approached the pool she sat up and scowled at me. Her breath caught short when she saw Pete, but quickly regrouped and started in with her typical rant.
“What … what are you home from work already? Good you can get started on all your house work! I’ve got a mountain of laundry for you to do. I want you to scrub the bathrooms, and have you done the shopping?”
I tried to explain to her that Pete was leaving for school soon and just came by to hang out with me for the afternoon. Julia looked over and up at Pete and I watched her check him out. Her eyes started at his legs and worked their way up. They paused at his Speedo, taking in the bulge of his crotch. She tried to speak as her eyes roamed up past his swimmer’s stomach and stopped at his well developed chest.
“Well… well you have to get the shopping done,” she stammered absentmindedly “… you need to get the ah, groceries”.
I looked at the stare Julia was giving Pete, then looked at Pete. I shrugged my shoulders. ”Sorry dude,” I said, “You can join me if you want.”
Pete was about to reply when Julia did for him. “If you don’t spend your time goofing around it shouldn’t take you much more than an hour to do the shopping. Pete can wait for you.”
Pete was honestly surprised by her response. I wasn’t. I gave Pete a look of feigned chagrin. “Pete, “ I this will take a while, but I’ll be back. You might a well stay.”
With that I shot a look of distain at Julia, turned, and entered the house. However, instead of heading to the garage I went up to my room, adjusted the slats of my window and sat down on my bed.
I carefully peered out the window and what I expected to happen did not take long. Julia stood up very close to Pete. I couldn’t hear what was said but I saw her throw her head back in girlish laughter while squeezing Pete’s arm. Finally Pete laughed, took two giant strides and threw himself headlong into the pool. Julia laughed and ran after him taking a shallow dive into the water. Using long powerful strokes Pete pulled himself to the far end of the pool. He turned and watched Julia swim directly towards him. As she approached Pete dove down and started swimming back underneath her. Julia saw him dive and reached out in an attempt to grab him. Her hands struck the small of his back as he swam by and her fingers caught the edge of his Speedo. Pete’s suit slid part way off his ass as Julia tightened her grip, her fingers reaching between the cracks of his firm ass.
Pete felt his suit sliding down his ass and immediately turned up for the surface. He broke the surface between Julia’s legs, his eyes staring down on her smooth bikini covered ass. As Pete felt his suit slip further down his legs, he reached out and grabbed Julia’s bottoms and with one swift motion pulled them down to her knees. This action caused Julia to release her grip on Pete’s trunks and reach for her own bottoms. But before she could grab her suit Pete shot his hands between her legs and quickly jammed his thumb up inside her exposed vagina. Julia let out a scream as she felt Pete’s thumb impale her pussy. The shock was so sudden and unexpected she was caught off balance and reached out grabbing Pete’s broad shoulders for support.
As Julia was distracted by the sudden shot of pleasure coursing through her loins she was unable to react when Pete took his other hand and grabbed the front of her bikini top and pulled it down to her waist. He then grabbed her exposed breast and started to firmly knead it, his fingers pinching and releasing the nipple. Julia was overwhelmed by these sudden and strong sensations and she felt her body respond to the pleasure. She stopped groping for her bikini bottoms and found herself starting to thrust against the hand buried inside her pussy. She threw her head back and let out a gasp as Petes fingers contued their assault on her nipples.
Seeing Julia surrender to his ministrations Pete used his foot to pull Julias bikini bottoms down and off her body. The release of her suit caused her legs to spread and Pete slid his body in between. His hands continued their assault on Julias pussy, causing wave after of wave of pleasure to course through her body as he paddled the two of them to the shallow end of he pool. When Pete’s feet touched the bottom of the pool Pete removed his hand from inside Julia’s wanting body and finished removing his swim suit. His eight inch cock sprang out from beneath the fabric and made a splash as it broke the surface of the water. Wasting no time Pete maneuvered Julia to the stairs at the shallow end of the pool and raised her hips until they were just out of the water. Pete could see the the waterlogged wisps of blond pubic hair as her pussy broke the surface, the lips parted and swollen from his attention. He then firmly grabbed the cheeks of her buttocks and spread her legs wide. With wild lust in his eyes he looked directly at Julia.
“Do you want me to fuck you” he asked, “ do you want my cock deep inside you?”
Julia let out a few dazed, guttural noises but before she could formulate a reply Pete tightened his grip on her ass and threw her body at his pelvis plunging his cock deep inside Julia in one quick thrust. Julia let out a piercing scream of pleasure as she felt his cock split her lips and sink deep into her cunt. The feeling was so overwhelming Julia lost all control. The lusty bitch she was came alive and threw itself at Pete. She bucked wildly into Pete’s body, taking all he had to give. She reveled in the feeling of his thick hard cock ramming itself deep inside her sex. She threw her arms around his broad back and let her fingers sink deep into his skin. She pulled herself up out of the water and onto his chest in an attempt to become one with his body.
Pete took this opportunity to wrap his arms around her back and skillfully lift her out of the pool. He carried her into the cabana without letting his cock slip out of her pussy. He gently laid her down on one of the benches and using the wall for leverage resumed pistoning his cock in and out of Julia’s sex. The friction he initially felt while fucking her started to ease as Julias pussy began to release a steady stream of juice. Pete lowered his head and took one of Julias nipples in his mouth as Julia let out a moan of purest pleasure.
As Julias pussy continued to lubricate Pete got into a rhythm and started penetrating Julia with deep hard thrusts. Julia responded by grabbing his hair with both hands and wrapping her legs tightly around his back. Pete let out a deep guttural growl as he felt his seed build up on the base of his cock. He raised up and grabbed julias breasts with both hands. He let out a primal scream as he felt the first blast of cum rush up the length of his cock and spray the back of Julia’s cunt. The thrust he gave was so great that Pete lost his balance and the two intertwined bodies started to fall to the floor. Pete’s ass touched the cold floor as the second spurt left the tip of his cock, half spraying inside her womb and half spilling out between her lips and onto her pubic mound.
In the throws of her lust Julia felt the two of them fall to the floor and felt Pete’s cock spill out from between the lips of her sex. She quickly looked down between their legs and saw white pearls of his seed spurt out his cock and onto her tanned stomach. Not wanting to lose any of his passion Julia twisted around and started licking the spilled cum off his body. As she did, Petes spasming cock brushed against her cheek. She instinctively moved her face in the direction of the touch and wrapped her lips around his still spurting cock. She swallowed his escaping cum as she pushed her head down on his still rigid cock. Pete let out a moan of pleasure as he felt his cock hit the back of Julias throat. He stole a look down and took in the unparalleled sight of a beautiful blond head bobbing up on down on his cock. He reached out and grabbed two fist fulls of Julias hair and pulled her further down on his member. He watched her ass squirm in painful pleasure as he forced his cock deeper down Julias throat. He watched her chest buck and heave as the tip of his cock triggered her gag reflex and she started to choke. He pulled her head down one last time and thrust his cock deep into the back of her mouth as he released the last of his seed into her convulsing body.
Pete held Julias head on his cock, his balls pressed up against her chin as the first trickle of vomit escaped from the sides of her mouth. After the last ounce of his seed was spent he let go of her hair and she fell back sputtering and choking and gasping for air. Pete fell back in a rush of pleasure, watching Julia sputter and choke. He could see cum oozing out from between her legs and spittle dripping from her mouth and nose. A wry smile came to his lips as he looked at her. And, after regaining her composure, Julia smiled at him laying her heaving body on top of his.
It probably wasn’t necessary but I went out to the driveway and drove my car around the block. I made sure to race the engine and make as much noise as possible when I returned back home. I met Pete as I walked down the path that led to the backyard. He scurried out, a bit out of breath while buttoning his shirt.
“He, ah, hi,” he sputtered as he met me, “Hey, I gotta get going. It was great to see you, had a great time, but I should probably go. I’ll see you next week back on campus”.
We shook hands, he smiled and winked at me and continued in his rush to his car. I smiled back at him as he roared away from the curb. I continued on to the backyard which was vacant, as I expected. Julia must have made her way into the house while I was talking to Pete.
I didn’t see Julia again until the next morning. I was downstairs eating breakfast when she padded into the room. She seemed to have difficulty looking me in the eye at first, but then pulled herself up and started in on me.
“I don’t know what the hell your problem is but where the hell are the groceries?” she spat. ”You did a shitty job cleaning my car yesterday, I want you to clean it again and I want you to do all my house cleaning today. Don’t even THINK about going out to the pool! I’m going to be out tanning all day and I don’t want to even SMELL you out there”.
She stood there glaring at me with her arms folded underneath her heaving, tanned breasts.
I slowly rose from the table and looked her in the eye.
“Julia,” I said “Fuck you!”
I then reached into my backpack and pulled out a copy of the videotape I took of her and Pete yesterday at the pool. I slammed the tape down on the table and walked out of the room.
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