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Part Eight.
He'd forgot Sarah was in there. He started with surprise as she rushed over to him. Startled, he fell back against the door jamb. Sarah suddenly stopped on seeing his face.
Oh, sorry Tom. I forgot. I've just been watching a lovely film and felt so happy, then you came in so I jumped up to kiss you.' She dropped her voice a little. Can I kiss you Tom?' He laughed having recovered himself and held out his arms.
`Of course you can. I forgot you were here and you startled me.' She went into his arms slowly and gave him a quick kiss and pulled herself away to look at him.
`You touched and kissed me without any problems. I'm glad that we talked last night.'
Sarah,' Tom said hesitantly, I...I...don't know really how to thank you for what you've done for me. You...you've managed to change my life so much in just one night. I...I...' he broke off and wandered about the room, touching small things to avoid looking at her. `You have the most perfect figure I've ever seen, and... and...I am most humbly touched that you helped me with it last night. I...I...well Sarah, I would like it if you could stay again tonight as well.' He stood with his back to her when he finished speaking, and stood there waiting for her to answer him.
He heard her move across the room and felt her arms go over his shoulders and saw her hands locking front of him. Her breasts were pushing into his back and her stomach and thighs were pressed tight up against him. She lay her head on his shoulder, her face turned towards his.
`Tom, I would love to stay the night. Tonight. Tomorrow night, and the night after. I will stay as long as you want me to, if you'll let me.' She spoke the last very softly. He turned without breaking her hold of him and held her tight to him. Pressing her close and feeling the warmth of her body through their clothes.
He felt himself starting to rise up, a wonderful feeling that he hadn't been able to do for years without watching somebody else having sex. To touch a woman in the flesh and feel his pecker rise to the occasion. She felt him getting hard too and grinned at him.
`The therapy worked,' she whispered. He broke the contact between them before he could speak, and then it was only in a strangled voice.
`Let me see to the motel first, then we can spend all night here. I'll only be in the office next door seeing to the guests coming in. When they are all in, then, then...'
`Can I come and sit in the office with you? I want to be with you all the time,' she said. He took her hand and gave it a squeeze and led her out of the cabin and into the office.
Some of the guests were early and they booked in and were given their keys and the Reverend Tyler checked out, giving Tom his key, thanking him very much. Tom watched him go saying to himself that he would one day give him what he deserved. He told Sarah that there were a couple of cabins keys still to be collected. Would she see that the people signed in when they came while he saw to cabin seven and got it ready for occupancy. She said that she understood and he left her in charge of the office.
With cabin seven that the Reverend had just vacated, it was only a matter of straightening the bed covers and changing the used towels for clean ones to make it ready for the next guest. He saw somebody checking in and that Sarah seemed to be coping and so he thought he'd have a quick look round to see if all was okay in the other cabins. He was passing cabin three and decided to look in and see what they were doing. He unlocked the door to the locker and went inside and drew the curtain aside. It was early in the evening but the occupants were already stripped off for action.
It was big Fred again with the same red haired girl that he was with in cabin six, the water bed. They were in the sixty nine position and really basting themselves. Fred digging his tongue into her wet sex while she was really pulling his large prick into her mouth as she sucked on him. Last time, the girl had been unprepared for the lift up that he gave her so that his cock was rammed right into her throat but she was ready for it this time.
He lifted her up in one movement and held her above his swollen cock and she grasped it with her hand and took the head of it into her mouth and relaxed as he lowered her down onto it. Tom watched fascinated as he saw the hard outline of it pass direct into her gullet. So engrossed in the scene, Tom did not hear the door of the locker open and close. Nor the sound of somebody step up close and stop just behind him. He heard the gasp though and whirled round and there stood Sarah. In all the times he'd visited the lockers, this was the first time that he had forgotten to lock the door behind him.
`She'll choke,' she gasped, her hand up to her own throat as if to massage it.
What the hell are you doing in here,' Tom managed to get out in his anger at seeing her there. You should be in the office.' She stood looking through the viewing with her eyes wide. Spoke falteringly but without taking her eyes off the scene of big Fred pumping the red haired girl up and down on his prick.
`I...I saw you come in here and I came to...to tell you that...that all the guests had...had arrived...and...and that we could, how can...it's not possible. She'll choke to death like that!' Tom tried to move her, but she was rooted to the spot watching.
Out,' said Tom. Come on, out!'
`No. Wait a minute. Please Tom, just a minute. Let me see what happens.' She was still wide eyed watching and Tom looked and saw the finale as big Fred shot his load. You could see the shape of his cock throb and spasm as his seed jetted up deep into her throat. He then lifted her right off, his arm muscles tightly knotted and covered in a thin film of sweat as he did so and plunked her down on the bed.
`That was better than last time eh?' Fred chuckled. The red head grinned at him as she rubbed her throat.
You're still a big fucking bastard,' she said and ducked and laughed as his hand flew at her head and missed. She threw herself on top of him and wrestled him as she grunted out, Now let's put that big fucking tool that you've got where it rightly belongs. It's my turn now.' Fred gave his chuckling laugh and rolled her over. Tom pulled the curtain across the window and turned angrily to Sarah.
Well?' he demanded. You've seen it now.' She clutched at his arm.
Tom, quick,' she said excitedly. Let's go to your cabin. That has got me so worked up.' She pulled at his arm and he followed her out with an air of puzzled wonderment. He had expected all sorts of foul oaths and such like to be heaped upon him by Sarah for doing such a thing as watching other people having sex. But she had got excited by the sight and wanted nothing more than to work it off with Tom. He managed to free his arm from her grasp and lock the locker behind him. She feverishly grabbed his arm again and hurried him along to his cabin. Inside, she turned and held him tight as she rubbed herself up against him.
`Tom, Tom, let's get into bed. Seeing them has made me want you, quick. Earlier I had wanted to go slow and play at seducing you, but I can't wait now.' She was pulling at his shirt, one button coming away completely. He finished taking his shirt off and then his trousers while she quickly stripped off her dress and underthings and spread herself on her back on the bed. Tom still had his shorts and socks to get off and then stood by the bed, his own prick was, to his delight, standing out ready for combat.
No playing about Tom,' she begged. I'm ready now. Please darling.' Tom still had to wait a moment just to look at the body stretched out for him. Her big round breasts, the flat stomach, the fine legs wide open so that he could see her snatch waiting for him. It was wet and juicy and ready to lubricate his prick on its entry. `Please Tom! Come and make love to me.' He climbed on the bed between her legs and dipped his wick into the holder.
He slid in with ease as her legs swung up so that his whole length could enter. He dug deep and worked his hips from side to side as he pumped in and out. She bucked her hips in time with him and exploded in a burst of juices which he felt spurt down alongside his prick and smear the tops of his thighs. He kept working his meat inside her, feeling the wet sides of her vagina trying to grip his shaft tight. He felt the pressure building up in his balls and increased his pace until his sperm erupted out of his cock inside her. She held him tight as he lay on top of her, crooning softly in his ear. They lay for a little while like this until he began to withdraw but she held him even tighter.
No!' She whispered fiercely. Stay there awhile. Let me keep it inside of me for it's so nice and fulfilling. Keep in there.' He lay still on top of her as he gently stroked her hair and kissing her eyelids, nose and lips in gentle little bird pecks. He could feel her working the muscles inside her vagina, pressing his prick in different places at the same time and it started to respond and expand.
My darling,' she whispered. It's getting bigger again. Come, now. Do it slowly this time. I want to feel your hardness in me. Fuck me gently Tom.' Tom slowly began to move himself backwards and forwards inside and so gently fucked her.
They lay side by side, nestled together. His body pale and white which had not seen the sun for many years contrasting sharply with her golden tanned flesh. His hand gently caressed the breast that hung towards him and he playfully tweaked the hard nipple. She moved slightly from this and opened her eyes.
Tom,' she drawled out his name slowly and softly. Looking into the room, is that the way, the only way you could have sex?' He turned his head to hers on the pillow and kissed her nose.
`Yes. I could get it up by looking at other people having fun, but I couldn't if face to face with a woman.'
How terrible for you,' she said. Having to watch other people having their sex while you couldn't do it the same way.' He didn't say that he got extreme pleasure from watching other people. `I bet you saw some strange sights.' Tom chuckled.
You bet! You'd be surprised the number of men who come here with somebody else's wife or girlfriend, and some girls who come with other girls.' He chuckled again. I think that nearly all the top people of this town have spent one night here. There would be some very red faces about this burg if they knew all that I know. They'd pay a fortune to keep me quiet.' He lay there shaking with silent laughter. Sarah propped herself up on an elbow and drew a fingernail up and down his chest.
`Tom, have you ever thought of making any money out of that fact?'
`What fact?' he asked.
`Well, you just said that the people of this town would pay a small fortune if you didn't say who was with who here.'
`So they would, the sanctimonious bastards. Like the Right fucking Reverend Tyler for one. Buggering a choirboy every Sunday afternoon. I'd like to knock that pious look off his face. But who'd believe my word against his?'
`What if you had some photo's? Then it wouldn't matter what he said, would it now? You'd have proof.'
`Yeh, well, that would be blackmail wouldn't it?'
`Well, in a way in would. But not if you did it to show up the hypocrites. That would change their tune. If you didn't ask for money or anything, then it isn't blackmail.'
`Whichever way you put it, it's still blackmail,' he said.
Tom. Look at me.' He turned his head and looked at her. He could spend the rest of his life just looking at her sweet face, he thought. Tom. I don't mean to be rude or personal. I'm not asking for myself but I'm thinking of you, well, I would also like to think...well I...I...mean...I like you Tom. I would like to stay with you, if...if...you would have me stay.' She had dropped her eyes, but still kept her finger moving on his chest. He reached for her but she pushed his hand back. `No, wait a minute, I haven't finished. What I was trying to say was, how much money do you have in the bank? I don't mean how much, but I'm thinking that if they found out about your windows? I mean, what would happen to you then?' Tom chuckled.
`I think they would sling me in jail for a few weeks and close the place down.'
That's what I mean,' she stressed. Do you have enough to get another place if by mischance they found out and this happened?' Tom stopped chuckling and lost himself in thought and slowly shook his head.
`No. I wouldn't have enough to open another place. You're not thinking of blackmailing me are you?' She flung herself on top of him and tears came to her eyes and began to run down her face and fell onto his below hers.
`No Tom. I couldn't do that to you. Don't you realise you big fool, I've fallen in love with you and I wouldn't want to see you hurt.' She dropped her head onto his shoulder sobbing. He stroked the back of her head and could feel her heaving chest pressing those fine full orbs into him. These and the warmth of her thigh brought his cock up into the night air and he swallowed a lump in his throat that this young girl loved him. She felt his prick rise against the side of her thigh and she choked back a sob with a short laugh and grasped it firmly in her fist.
`Well this loves me.' Tom then pushed her back and mounted her and slid his prick into her inner warmth.
`I love you too Sarah. I really do love you.' He covered her face with kisses as he slowly moved his hips back and forth.
Well really love me then,' she purred back at him and locked her legs over his hips. Love me again and again and again.' They moved in unison and Tom surged forward, diving his cock deep into the neck of her womb and sending his love into her in savage bursts from the fiery end.
Sated, they lay as before, nestled together and gently stroked each other in silence for a while.
Tom,' Sarah spoke, breaking that silence. It wouldn't cost a lot of money to buy a movie camera and the equipment to get it all set up. Then as long as you get enough on film so that if anything did happen, you'd be alright then, do you see?' He did see alright, but since they had laid down, he had given it some serious thought. Yes he had enough money to buy the equipment, he still had quite a bit left from the bank robber's haul stashed away. But it was the ethics of it that troubled him.
Not only that, because once he started blackmailing people, they would never ever come back to the motel again and in time, would tell other people not to use it. They would say that they'd heard rumours about the place. Word would get round and he'd lose any further sources of money from the town if he took this route.
Yet again, if someone might decide that instead of paying for the film, hire a hit man to either wipe or burn him out. This was a powerful reason as to why he should say no to this idea before it even got off the ground.
They argued for an hour and she eventually had to agree with him that it would in the long term destroy the motel, but countered that they could still do the filming as an insurance. If anyone that they had on film wanted for whatever reason, to try and cause any trouble for him, he would then have a counter argument. So it was agreed that they would do the filming but not to be used for blackmailing purposes but purely as an insurance policy.
Oh Tom, I do love you. I really feel that I do,' Sarah said as she hugged and kissed him. So much so that I want you to do to me what we saw in that cabin.'
Not bloody likely!' he said. I'm not as strong as Fred.'
Well what if we tried it a different way?' Tom's prick started to rise at this thought. See! He thinks it would be nice,' she exclaimed as she took hold of it and gave it a rub. She bounced up on the bed and dragged Tom up. Get off the bed a minute.' He did as he was asked and got off and stood by the side with his erection standing upright in front of him as she sorted herself out and lay across the bed to hang her head right over the edge where he was standing so that she was looking at him upside down. Her hair was trailing on the floor and she tried to speak but found she couldn't in that position and had to lift her head up. Like this Tom.'
She let her head drop back again and lifted her arms and grabbed his hands and pulled him down so that he was on his knees facing her, his prick waving about just in front of her nose. She lifted her head up again and half turned towards him.
`I think we can manage it. Be gentle though. I will try to relax myself as much as possible, but if I slap you hard, pull out for it will be hurting me.' She rolled back so that her head hung over the edge of the bed again. Tom leaned forward and placed his hands on the bed and let her take his cock into her hand and guide it into her mouth. He saw and felt the head of his prick slide in between her teeth and enter her throat. He felt her gag and started to pull back but she held him by her hands behind the cheeks of his bum. He was amazed to feel his erection slide right in so that his balls touched her nose. He slowly bent forward until he could reach those lovely breasts just below him and gently gave them a squeeze before moving up straight.
Her hands started to move his arse so his cock moved in and out of her mouth and throat and the sensation he was getting through his prick was fantastic. Tighter than her cunt could ever have been. Her saliva had lubricated his cock so that it was able to move and he very slowly and gently began to fuck her deep inside her throat marvelling at the fact that he could see himself moving inside.
He had to hold himself rigid as he felt his semen come surging up his prick and belching out of the end directly into her stomach. When it finished its own pumping, he slowly withdrew it from her throat. Back into her mouth and back past her teeth. It was a wonderful and powerful feeling to be able to do this to a girl. She rolled over when he was free and rubbed her throat.
That hurt,' she croaked out. She held out her arms and he got up and rolled onto the bed with her. We won't be doing that for a long time besides, I don't the pleasure you get. I'd rather just take the head into my mouth to suck and tease it with my tongue, and that's how much I love you Tom. I love you so much that I would do anything for you. Anything!' He held her tight as he savoured the word, anything. They finally and sleepily kissed each other good night till they fell asleep with their arms tightly wound about each other.
They awoke early next morning, Tom with a steaming hard on which Sarah was delighted with and was soon astride him, taking him inside herself. He loved to see her up on top with her breasts bouncing lovely in time to her movements that he could fondle, the coupling culminating in him coming with some force inside her. Though she hated the withdrawal of his cock, she was quickly off of him to suck on his still erect, steaming cock to pull out what juices he still had left in the hard shaft that would soon wilt. With both of them satisfied, they had their shower and got dressed and she then acted as a wife and prepared them breakfast in the kitchen in the office while Tom saw to the departing guests.
After eating, at her request, Tom took her into cabins one to seven to see what delights they held for certain of the guests who stayed there. She shuddered in cabin one thinking of the story Tom had told her of his army experience, being strung up and beaten. The same for cabin two on seeing the rack with him explaining that she'd be surprised at the number of sadists and masochists that were around. She liked the leather touch of cabin three and when she saw cabin four with all the phallic brass hooks and posts, wanted to try it out some time. She cooed with delight at both cabins five and six, rolling on the fur covered bed and bouncing on the water one. In cabin seven she even took her top off so that she could see her breasts seven times over from the angled mirrors and this delighted Tom too. They didn't bother with the other three cabins for they were same as Tom's.
She marvelled at the mirrors he had installed saying that you couldn't tell from inside the cabins that you could be viewed from the other side.
As Tom didn't expect any guests to arrive till late afternoon, He ran Sarah into town to the hostel where she had been staying for her to collect her things. Next stop was the photographer's shop where she had been working and told them that she wouldn't be going there anymore. The owner didn't like her leaving without proper notice but there was nothing he could do about it.
They went back to the motel where she fixed a light lunch for them and then sat in the office with him to discuss what they should buy in the city the next day. He also showed her the motel's books which were easy to keep and found that it didn't take much learning to know how to run the office. It was also agreed that they would give it a few days before giving Mrs Towser her notice and for Sarah to help Tom in the cleaning of the motel, giving the woman a month's wages in lieu of the proper notice.
After dinner with the motel full, he didn't go and do any viewing for he now had Sarah to look at and loved the striptease she did for him as she slowly revealed her luscious body to his gaze. The difference now being the fact that he could handle what he saw and soon had an erection which she was delighted to see and have him join her in bed and be fucked by him.
After breakfast and another performance of sex between them, they went off to the city in his pick-up. They had already discussed what equipment they would need for the filming and processing, the latter she would do having learned this at the shop where she had worked. They would use the kitchen as their dark room for this purpose. Tom took enough money and they visited several shops to select all that they would need. A sixteen mm movie camera and fast film for any dim lighting in the cabin. The proper lights for the dark room as well as the developing trays and chemicals to be used and also more infra red bulbs for the cabins. They also bought a projector and screen and an enlarger for any still prints that they might make.
They were away four hours and Mrs Towser was pleased with the little cash bonus for minding the office while they had been out. After a quick lunch, they went and set up the camera on a tripod in the locker for cabin eight as this would be the one selected for this coming nights filming.
She did some test filming of Tom in the cabin with his changing of the lights to see how the film would come out. She had to laugh at his antics in front of the mirror as she made her adjustments and even got him on film with his penis out of his trousers as he waggled it about while standing on the bed and even got to press it up against the mirror while she was running the test film through.
Tom watched as Sarah fitted out the kitchen as her dark room. Laying out the trays and chemicals, fixing up a drying line, changing the bulbs and having him help her put up a heavy curtain across the doorway.
She processed this clip and was satisfied that all was working well and that the lighting was good enough even having had the cabin in complete darkness but with the unseen infra red light on. So all was ready for the occupants of this cabin this coming evening. That would be, to Tom's delight, Judge Walter Hopkins, the town's local presiding judge. He had a guess who would be his companion for the evening and he was right when he saw that it was Constance Mason. She was the wife of a young barrister who went off on a circuit once every three months.
When the judge gave him good verdicts in his client's favour as they came before him, Mason thought it was because of his eloquence in the court room. He did not know that his wife secured these verdicts in Tom's motel.
It was quite dark as it always was when the judge entered the office to collect his key, so that he would not be seen and possibly be recognised by other guests. Tom nervously gave him his key as the judge put a false name in the register. All irregular but the judge had promised Tom a large hamper at Christmas. He took his key and Tom watched him go down and help a female out of his car and they quickly disappeared in the direction of cabin eight.
Tom went to his cabin and told Sarah that they had arrived and that they should go there straight away for the judge usually only stayed for a couple of hours as he had a wife at home. They quickly went down to the locker for number eight and going inside and carefully locking the door behind them. Tom drew back the curtain and light from the room flooded the locker. Sarah shrank back from the window with a gasp as Tom held her and explained that the cabin's occupants could neither see or hear them, but they, in the locker could see and hear all that went on in their room.
Tom was correct in his assumption as to who the judge's partner would be. Constance Mason was seated at the dressing table taking her earrings off. The judge had been in the bathroom and now came into the room as Constance took off her blouse, draped it over the chair and started to brush her hair. It was a luxurious auburn colour that fell in natural waves down to her shoulders. The judge, just into his fifties had an abundant shock of white hair which contrasted sharply with his thick black bushy eyebrows. He was unbuttoning his shirt as he crossed the room and bent and kissed the back of her neck. She didn't pause in the brushing of her hair as he did so.
`Come on Connie. Cut out the cold shoulder act,' he said exasperatedly, but she continued brushing her hair for a few more strokes before slamming down the brush to swing round to face him. Her eyes flashed fire, giving her otherwise plain features a spark of life, unlike her normal shop window mannequin expression.
Well? Does Phillip get a nomination or not for the D.A.'s job?' Phillip being her husband. For the last three months you've been saying that you'll think about it. Well it's now gone on long enough. Does he get the nomination or not?'
`Now Connie...'
Don't you now Connie me!' she interrupted. Just a straight answer or I'll start saying that I'll think about it. Whether I stay here now or go home,' she paused for breath and effect, or drop a few hints about us in high places,' she threatened and whirled round to face the mirror again and started to re-brush her hair.
Now Conn...Constance. Don't talk like that,' he said as he moved in closer and put his hands on her shoulders and then running them up and down her bare arms. He bent his head so that their eyes could meet in the mirror's reflection. Constance, I promise you that this week I will put in the nomination and tell Phillip when he gets back.' His hands had gone round to her front and were massaging her through the bra, which he now slipped up over her breasts. `No more talk about hints to others either for it would hurt Phillip's career very much and not be good for us either.'
Tom turned to Sarah and saw that the camera was already in action in following the scene at the dressing table of Judge Hopkins caressing and fondling the naked breasts of Constance Mason.
Oh what scope this would be for blackmail,' Sarah whispered to Tom. This should be a perfect film. Both faces very clear, what they are doing and more to the point, what they are saying.'
What the judge had said seemed to have appeased Constance for she got up and kissed him before going off into the bathroom while he undressed and after putting out the main light, got into bed. With the main cabin light off didn't make any difference to the filming for the infra red light was on and Constance now appeared in the doorway of the bathroom. She was wearing a filmy wisp of a nightdress that did not hide but just accentuated all that she had. Full ripe breasts, a trim waist, perfectly moulded thighs that held an abundance of pubic hair like a trimmed Van Dyke beard. She approached the bed shrugging of this film of material, and naked, knelt on the foot of it. The judge had only covered himself with the top sheet, and this, Constance slowly pulled down the bed. Down his chest and over his stomach till his erection sprang free and settled back onto his stomach. She bunched the sheet down round her knees and was squarely facing the camera when she spoke.
`You definitely promise to give Phillip the nomination?' When the judge nodded and said yes, she then moved forward and down onto her elbows either side of his legs and took hold of his prick, raised it upright and put the head of it into her mouth.
Sarah and Tom both looked at each and smiled. She saw that Tom had an erection from watching the couple on the bed so she moved round the camera and pressed up close behind him. Her hands went round to his fly and she deftly worked down the zip and pulled his hard member from out of his shorts. With one hand caressing his balls, she worked him fast with the other till he gasped and stiffened as his sperm shot out of his prick up against the wall.
While he wiped himself and put away his diminishing tool into his trousers, Sarah moved the camera slightly to catch a good sequence of the judge going down in between the legs of Constance with his tongue out as he pushed it into her bush that was in front of him. The follow up to this was of him moving up and entering her, his prick quite visible until it disappeared in- side her.
Sarah suggested that they stop at this point for they had all they needed and there was no point in wasting film. Tom stopped the camera and she showed him the unloading process and then helped him stow away the equipment in a bag. With it safely deposited in his room, the film was taken into the improvised dark room where Sarah cut the film and developed the exposed section. Tom was disappointed when she held up some of the developed strips for him to see.
`You can't see much from that,' he complained.
What do you mean?' she demanded. They're perfect. If this was run now through a projector onto the screen, it would be a wow.' When it was dry, she packed it into a small container that Tom had labelled with the two names of the people filmed along with the date and time. And so began to process of building up a library of many films that was to be their insurance against anyone of the people filmed making any trouble. Everybody was filmed twice, except those that were actually man and wife, though some were filmed more than this when they were having sex with a different person. The one most filmed was the Reverend Tyler, fucking nearly half of the boy choir and about the same number of women from the Sunday Woman's Guild.