Digital Spy Ch. 04
Date: 07.08.2007Keywords: 04, Digital, Spy, Ch.,
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"This is the latest in an ongoing series that is the first thing I've considered good enough to submit here. The story has already turned out quite different to how I expected, but I'm having fun writing it. Feedback is of course welcome.
If you haven't read the story from the beginning, I suggest you do as it's getting a bit complicated!"
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Late on Sunday afternoon (once Julia had decided she was both fed and satisfied), I sat down at my laptop to work on the website. After a couple of hours spent wrestling with editing and graphics software I was happy with the new homepage for Julia's movies and uploaded it to the server. As well as her first bathtub adventure (which I noted with some pride had got the most hits of any new file I'd ever uploaded) the page now contained the whole restaurant/car/garage scene, her performance in front of the computer and the trip to the deli. I also added the deli girl's sex scene with the old guy as a separate file, and fired off an email to my members informing them of the updates.
I had moved my laptop down to the office and was sprawled across the couch in one corner, so I heard Julia's email beep to signify a new message. She was sitting in front of her PC, left foot tucked under her right thigh and the other foot touching the floor. She had showered off the glitter and then worked out for a while, and was now clad in Lycra shorts and bra top that barely contained her breasts. She'd tied her hair back in a simple ponytail and exchanged the contacts for a pair of small black-framed glasses. She still looked incredible.
I watched as Julia clicked the link and examined her new page. I could the colour rising in her cheeks as she explored the video clips, shifting in her seat as the material onscreen made her pussy tingle. With some difficulty I tore my eyes away from the two throbbing points now poking through her top, and accessed a secure online bank account. I made a few keystrokes and approved a large transfer of funds. Then I got up and circled behind Julia's chair, reaching down to rub her shoulders. She nuzzled her head against my forearm and looked up at me. "Thank you. I love it," she said.
On the screen I could see she had opened the file of the girl from the deli, currently showing her naked on all fours behind the counter as the old codger pulled out of her pussy and shot a surprisingly copious load over her ass. "I think we could have some more fun with her," I said.
"Mmm, definitely," cooed Julia. "She was lovely. I bet you'd like to get your big cock into her asshole, wouldn't you?"
I feigned puzzlement. "Is this a trick question?" She reached up and gently slapped my cheek, laughing.
Her email beeped again. She closed the website down and opened her mail folder. "Hm, it's from my bank," she said opening the note. She read aloud under her breath. "Account number blah blah blah has made a transfer into your account of... Jesus Christ Dan, there's almost thirty grand here!"
I nodded. "That's half the proceeds from the site and DVD sales. It channels into a Swiss account and I use it to buy high-return stocks. The site's been running for years so obviously I've spent quite a bit, but that's exactly half of what's in the account right now."
"No, Dan, it's too much! I just wanted half of the money for MY movies and DVDs, not the whole site! And whatever you've made from the stock market is yours! I can't accept..."
"You can and you will," I said firmly. "Look, we're partners. In two days you've given me more material than I'd get in a week, and about a hundred times better. Everything we make now is fifty-fifty, that's the deal."
I could see she wasn't sure. "Look," I said. "I'm going to be honest with you - it'll be a new experience for me but what the Hell. I'm bloody crazy about you. But I'm under no illusions; I'm not a very nice guy. I was in your house for two minutes before I was working out ways to video you and your daughter naked. So if we're going to make this work, I can't mess you around any more."
She reached up and touched my cheek. "Don't sell yourself short, you're a better person than you give yourself credit for. You've made me happier in two days than I've been in he last nineteen years. So what if we have different needs to other people? It just makes us so much more lucky to have found each other."
I shook my head. "I never thought I'd say this, Julia. I think I've falle...."
She silenced me with a finger on the lips. "I know, love. Me too."
*****
I threw on a shirt and went to pick up my suits. It being Sunday the traffic was comparatively light, and I was soon pulling the Murcielago up outside an exclusive Saville Row boutique. The rather swishy proprietor ushered me through a final fitting, then carefully bagged the suits and shirts so I could lay them across the passenger seat. As I was leaving he handed me another suit bag. "This was a, ah, special request from your female companion." Intrigued, I laid it on top of the others and then burned rubber back to Julia's, stopping briefly to grab a couple of pizzas.
The moment I stepped through the door I was almost flattened by Julia launching herself into my arms. A devastating suit/pizza catastrophe barely averted, I was led downstairs into the kitchen. Julia, now looking the image of urban respectability in a long flower-print dress, ushered me in. "Dan, I'd like to introduce you to my daughter Alessandra. Aless, this is Dan who's going to be staying with us for a while."
The girl standing at the sink was strikingly beautiful. As tall as her mother but not yet quite as curvaceous, she still had a knockout figure. She was clad in jean shorts and a crop top, with a thin chain around her waist that that passed through a gold navel ring in the middle of her taut stomach. Her face was a younger version of her mother's, with the same full lips, slightly pointed nose and deep grey eyes. One thing she definitely hadn't inherited from Mum was her hair; it was light blonde and straight, and she'd had darker highlights feathered in around the ends that reached to her shoulders. She skipped forward and gave me a peck on the cheek. She had to stand on tiptoe to do it, and I noticed her purple-painted toenails and a sexy toe-ring on the fourth digit of her right foot.
"It's lovely to have you here Dan," she enthused. "Mum looks a lot happier than she did last week, you must have really hit it off. Also she hasn't stopped talking about you since I got home."
"Aless!" snapped Julia, embarrassed.
"Well you haven't," replied Alessandra, grinning and poking her tongue out at Julia.
"Alessandra, I should send you to your room right now!"
Aless clasped her hands together in mock piety and began to wail, "Noooo, please Mother! I'll be good! Not banished to my room with only cable TV, a 2 meg internet connection and 20 Brad Pitt DVDs to sustain me! Have mercy!"
By this point I was laughing so much that had to lean on the worktop. Julia was also cracking up and trying to hide it, which only made matters worse. Aless was giving an Oscar-worthy performance, waving her arms theatrically and bemoaning her lowly station in life. She had just got to the part about running away to join the circus when I held up my hand in surrender. "No more, please!" I gasped. "Have pity on a poor lodger."
Aless started giggling, which set Julia off again. "It's my pleasure, Alessandra. Really," I said. "And your Mum's been keeping me amused too."
Aless waggled her eyebrows suggestively. "Oh, I just BET she has!"
"Alessandra Kara McKenzie Brighton, you are the absolute limit!" cried Julia, but couldn't keep the amusement out of her voice.
We finally managed to stop laughing long enough to dish up the pizzas, flopping down on comfy seats in the lounge. Aless started filling us in on the weekend she'd spent with her father. She clearly didn't think much of the guy, refereeing to him in a withering tone as 'Giles' rather than Dad . But she reserved the most vitriol for his mistress.
"I really pissed the stupid bitch off this time," smirked Aless.
"Aless, language," sighed Julia.
"Mum! One, I'm eighteen and I can swear as much as I like, and two, she IS a stupid bitch!"
Julia smiled. "Well, yes, I can't argue with you there."
"Anyway, Giles took us out to TGI Friday's because he was desperate to impress me and he thinks it's my favourite restaurant. Maybe when I was 13, but not now." She rolled her eyes. "Anyway, Chardonnay" - the mistress - "hated it, especially the waitress who was one of the overly-friendly ones they always have. She said to Chardonnay, "Oh, you look amazing for someone with such a grown-up daughter." I thought the dippy cow was going to explode! She goes, "oh, she isn't my daughter," so I said, "don't be like that Mum, you look great for 45!" Honestly, she nearly had a shitfit right there in the restaurant. Giles had to buy her the biggest cocktail they sold just to stop her from storming out, it was so funny."
Julia had a truly evil glint in her eye as she chuckled at the story. She glanced over at me and I could tell she was formulating some sort of plan. I got the feeling that Chardonnay was soon going to be on the receiving end of some very nasty comeuppance.
We finished our pizza and talked. It quickly became obvious that Aless was just as delightful company as her mother; smart, well mannered, kind and with a quick sense of humour. And undeniably she was as sexy as Hell. Seeing the resemblance between the two of them as they sat and joked on the sofa was causing very definite stirrings in my groin. I decided it might be a good idea to work out for a while, and slipped up to the top floor to use the weights.
I had finished a pretty full-on set of exercises when someone stepped into the doorway. I had was facing mostly in the other direction so at first I just assumed it must be Julia, but when I turned I was in for a shock; it was Aless. Her skin and hair were wet from the shower and she was wrapped in a large fluffy towel.
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Keywords: 04, Digital, Spy, Ch.,