firt thanks for the comments i like comstructive critisism. and two ya my spelling and grammer are pretty bad...sorry. any way feel free to leave comments, suggestion, or even guesses as to what will happen next thanks.

 chapter 2 a spider or a fly.

After a few minutes Susan managed to calm herself, she had to think clearly.

Whoever her blackmailer was he was most likely a man, which greatly reduced her list of suspects. She looked at the clothes again. They were very nice and expensive. Who every this man was he had means.

She thought threw the list of suspects. It could be Jim, trying to get more leverage for a divorce proceeding against her. Unlikely as the first tap would clearly prove infidelity. Why go to the extra trouble? It could be one of the neighbors’ husbands but they were business men like Jim. Which meant it was easier to sleep with their employees and buy off whoever they had too.

Susan looked at the letter again. Plan paper, printed, no markings of any kind, could have come from anywhere. The place to meet the car too gave no clue, just some parking garage in the down town, nothing to tell anything from. She needed a plan she needed to think.

There were just so few men she knew. Most wouldn’t have the means for such nice clothing; the rest wouldn’t be interested in putting forth the effort of setting up something this complicated. She wade her options. The police were out, Jim would never forgive her. Simple not going was out, she couldn’t risk it was all a bluff.

She picked up the panties and examined them again, an idea began to form. Maybe it wasn’t that there was nothing she could do, but rather there was nothing she needed to do. After all she’d wanted sex, the postman had simple been most convenient. Perhaps this was another source for some fun. Sure she wasn’t happy about being forced but, if things could even be fun for a little wail. She could make it seem as if she was truly interested like she had with Jim. Then after gaining her blackmailers trust, she could turn the table. After all he was a man, he was clearly lonely or desperately attracted to her, and why shouldn’t he be. After all she’d kept in great shape, slim with flat stomach and a tight ass. She’d worked hard to look this good.

She decided to try on the outfit. She locked the door and got undressed, as usual wail looking at herself in the full length mirror.

This might be a golden opportunity she thought. After all, her children were grown, Michael only lived at home out of conveyance, that slut Sara would probably get pregnant soon and force the poor bastard to marry her, and after that Jim might decide her like the trampy secretary he was fooling around with better than her. If this went well she could have an out no matter how her marriage ended.

After getting into the panties and bra she also decided her blackmailer, whoever he was had excellent tastes. Her waist length dark brown hair went nicely with the look. She stretched around a bit trying to find the best way for the opening to reveal her already warming pussy.

Yes she thought. this could go very well. Some nice make up, a couple pieces of jewelry, some well performed acting and he’d be eating out of her hand in no time. She’d earn his trust; wait till he let his guard down. If he was cute and as well to do as she hoped she’d keep him around till Jim was obsolete, if not she’s get the video and tell the police he raped her unless he paid of course.