2015 Teaser 04 - Extenuating Circumstances Ch. 01 Part 01/03

And so we come to the next of the unreleased stories...Extenuating Circumstances starring our favorite stripper's little sister.

As I have mentioned in the past, I'm not sure how much I'll incorporate Suzanne and Jen's lives.  Currently what is happening to Suzanne is at the beginning of Diamond's entrapment by Mr. DeWight, so although she knows her sister is a stripper and working for DSA, she has not spoken to Diamond in quite some time...so other than mentioning Jen, the stories currently do not intersect.  That may change, although Chapter 01 merely goes into how Suzanne has gotten into the predicament she has.

This scene takes place around page 10+ where Suzanne is beginning to learn several things about herself.  Like her sister, she is finding she is a bit of an exhibitionist.  In addition, her husband David has confessed he enjoys watching her 'show off' her body to other men.  He has also hinted that he would probably not be upset if she did more than show the men her body, hinting at her possible sleeping with one of their neighbors.

The first and second parts of Chapter 01 are flashbacks.  Suzanne is thinking about how she fell under such straights.

We learn that her husband had been in a skiing accident and broke both legs, and while incapacitated in a wheelchair, lost his job.  Suzanne had only recently started working at a law firm, so money was tight...and they began paying half their bills one month, then the other half the following month, hopping back and forth.  Then they get slapped with a huge fine by their Home Owner's Association, as due to her husband's disability and working late, they could not maintain their lawn.

Their elderly (60-something) neighbor comes to the rescue, as he owns a lawn service and has his men completely overhaul and landscape their lawn.  The elderly widower refuses payment, but then as they are talking, they mention an upcoming neighborhood party.  As the man's wife died many years ago, he usually sits on the sidelines of most parties, and with her husband unable to compete in the couple's competition, the old man suggests she could be his partner.

Uncertain, her husband and the old neighbor convince her to accept.  And then the old man--aware of their money problems--offers to buy her a new bathing suit, as the neighborhood wives typically try to "out do" each other and dress sexy.  Again Suzanne is uncertain, but her husband eagerly accepts and she goes to the pool party not in her usual one-piece, but a string bikini...

This scene is during one of the party's games...Marco Polo...and the women are now blindfolded and attempting to find the men in the pool.  Not only do they have to catch somebody, but for extra points they have to identify them....

“Suzanne, can you guess who you groped,” Neal said merrily as everybody around the pool once again laughed to her chagrin.

Still embarrassed, Suzanne reached out with her hands and met a man’s chest, slowly moving her hands up instead of down.  Feeling his wet hair—medium length—and shoulders, she continued to run her hands across his chest as the crowd ‘Ooh’d’ and ‘Aah’d’ at her display of feeling up the man.

Ignoring the crowd, Suzanne thought about what she felt—medium hair and a fairly muscular build did not narrow down the field of men playing the game very well, but as her hands ran across his chest, it suddenly dawned upon her the skin beneath her hands was completely smooth, having no hair upon it. 

There was only one person who ‘manscaped’ his body she suddenly realized.

“Raimon!” she said proudly.

Everybody cheered as she beamed happily, having figured out who she had caught.

Suddenly her smile disappeared as she felt Raimon’s body pull her close and him saying softly, so only she could hear, “I’m glad you know me by my package, that means when we’re in the dark you’ll always know it’s me entering you,” he chuckled as she heard him splash away.

Suzanne’s face heated, blushing from the man’s private lewd statement.  And although embarrassed, she felt her pulse speeding up and her face reddening not from her humiliation, but from the carnal images his comment brought about in her head.

The game recommenced and two more ‘freezes’ were called as Cheryl first caught somebody, and then both Mary and Deborah.  None of the women were able to identify their captives so their teams only earned points for catching the men, not the full ten points for identification.

Suzanne again thought about how difficult it was swimming in a pool without any vision.  Although she followed the men’s voices, by the next response of “Polo!” they immediately were behind or to the side of her, and blindfolded as she was, it was completely disorienting.  She realized unlike the men who had roamed the pool in packs, the women were too spread out.  It was a disadvantage, as the men had stayed together in groups of three or four to monopolize their exploration and entrapment of the women, while the women had all branched off into the pool solo allowing the men to get by them easily.

Remembering how she had caught Raimon, Suzanne once again stayed at one of the edges of the pool and waited until she heard an answering “Polo” behind her.  Immediately pushing back hard with her legs, she reached out blindly, pleased to make contact.

This time the man was closer to her than she thought, her whole body landing on the man’s head causing both of them to go underwater in surprise.

Disoriented from being blindfolded and immersed underwater, Suzanne began to panic; however, she quickly forgot about that when she suddenly felt her bikini bottoms being pulled down!  Startled, she opened her mouth to yell, instead taking a mouthful of water into her lungs as she broke the surface of the pool, coughing while whomever she had grabbed finished pulling her bikini bottoms off her legs and feet.

It took her a few minutes to stop coughing, her mind more mortified to realize the man she had caught was holding her up by clutching her now bare ass!

Suzanne was completely discombobulated—not only disoriented from being blindfolded and having been underwater—but now being naked other than two small triangles of cloth covering her breasts in a pool surrounded by neighbors. 

Once she was finally able to regain her breath and composure—the unknown man still tightly grasping her bare ass in the palms of his hands—she heard her own husband yell out, “Freeze!” and the now infamous whistle blow.

Suzanne had momentarily forgotten about the game, preoccupied with her disbelief and alarm at being stripped of her bottoms and held by her bare ass.

Trying to wiggle out of the man’s grasp, her right leg wrapped around his waist to keep herself afloat, and she felt a brief moment of victory when one of the man’s hands disappeared from clenching her left ass cheek.

And then Suzanne went into completely shock.  Immediately her captor’s hand was between her legs, and Suzanne let out a loud grunt as the man’s finger—larger than John Wall’s—found her slit and forced his way inside her as he began fingering her rapidly beneath the surface of the pool. 

She was momentarily thankful her body was so aroused the man’s finger had found easy passage into her core, as the forceful thrust would have hurt like hell.

Once again Suzanne was being fingered by a stranger, this time blindfolded, and to her shame, she felt her hips involuntarily thrust forward, impaling herself further upon the man’s digit. 

The absence of sight intensified her sensations, and Suzanne tried to maintain her composure, both humiliated at being in such a predicament, as well as completely aroused.

She knew the entire neighborhood was watching her in the pool, and although nobody was aware of what was going on under the water, the very concept of being violated directly before them turned her on even more, and to her complete mortification, she bore her hips down further upon the hand between her loins, grunting as the finger slid even deeper into her.

Meanwhile her own husband—unaware another man’s fingers where assailing and boring into his very own wife—asked if she knew who her assaulter was.

Not realizing she was doing so, Suzanne’s legs wrapped tightly around the mystery man’s legs, holding herself up as her assailant’s finger continued to plunge in and out of her.  Unlike earlier with John Walls, this man’s strokes were slow and deliberate, as if he had all the time in the world to finger fuck the young wife in the middle of the pool, unconcerned they were in front of her husband and all their neighbors.

Only one man had such confidence and purpose she thought, practically moaning his name as she said, “James.  James Price.”

At the mention of his name, James’ hand began moving rapidly, and Suzanne let out a loud moan as she felt her body begin to shamefully tense in preparation for an orgasm.  Thankfully the crowd was cheering and only James himself could hear her as her hips began to thrust rapidly.

And then, between one moment and the next, he was gone, his hand pulling away and his body splashing away from her as Suzanne whimpered in need, automatically treading water to keep herself afloat, surprised at his abrupt absence.

Suzanne was speechless.  She had been so close to an orgasm—one more thrust would have done her in—and within the blink of a blindfolded eye he was gone. 

And not only was his hand gone from between her legs, her body aroused beyond belief, but he also had taken her bikini bottoms, leaving her half naked in the pool!