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Chapter 136 Janet “Nice movie huh?” Tony smirked. I watched the video. My hands were shaking so much I couldn’t hold my phone. I had to put it on my desk. The video was of Anna, having sex with a guy. His face wasn’t very clear but I knew enough of the body to know it was Tony. “Where did you get this?” I asked again. “Oh I made it myself, nice job huh? Sharp sound and picture.” I forced myself to watch it to the end, a cold feeling in my stomach.

"No way? Look at it yourself! The videos are all over the internet! The company's stock is plummeting because of you!" A chill ran down my spine as the same footage from my previous life played before my eyes. The comments were just as vicious. "Look at this CEO's wife go, screwing seven men at once. She's young and wild, alright." "There must be a reason she was so thirsty. Maybe her husband couldn't get it up?" "Judging from her loud moans, it doesn't look like seven men was enough to satisfy her. I can do better than them. I'll give it to her so good that she'll roll her eyes and can't even make a sound."

She even suggested watching some videos on my laptop. I told her James wouldn’t like that. She rolled her eyes and said, “Fuck James. That man of yours is not fun.” We laughed and went back inside because I was starting to feel cold. When I entered my room, I caught my reflection in the mirror. I looked curvy, with hard nipples visible beneath my thin swimsuit. I pulled on one nipple and moaned. I didn’t know where this sex drive was coming from. My pussy was soaking. I remembered Jessica’s words about videos. I opened my laptop and searched.

I covered my face with my palm as I leaned over on the dining table and nodded my head, replying to Samara, "Yes. I usually receive private videos of intimate moments of Jenna and some colleague, especially one named Alex. Jenna has claimed he was gay and not attracted to a woman, however, I had seen her naked videos with him and I don't want to think of anything further about them." I rose from the dining table and told Samara, who was looking at me stupefied, "Not to worry, when Jenna comes back, we can all discuss this appropriately. I have to return to my room to rest. Goodnight."

She looked down at her hands, wondering if she wasn't doing it right. Her hands could barely contain him. She noticed clear substance slipping out of the hole at the tip of his cock. It made him more slippery. She looked up at him again. Maybe she wasn't doing enough. She wasn't a child. She had accidentally watched videos of people having sex. Anais straightened her back. She made up her mind. She was going to have sex with this man…. Today. She moved closer, peeked at him to see his eyes shut tight. She opened her mouth and swallowed his cock, all the way to the back of her throat.

I loved how completely she had arranged the day and I already looked forward to the next cycle and the one after that. Julia reached up and switched on the small six-inch video screen that sat only inches from my face. She programmed several two-hour sex videos to run one after another. Even with everything else already working on me the added images would keep my mind locked on the same hunger all day and I welcomed the extra layer.

Then, she declared self-righteously, "Adrian, I admit that I failed to think this through, but I'm only doing this for your sake! If I hadn't discovered this truth, this bitch would've deceived you today! "Who knows how many male actors she's worked with on these porn videos? With such decrepit morals, who's to say she doesn't have some sort of STD or something?" Adrian's expression turned stony as he looked at me. "Sarah is my younger sister, and she's never lied about anything since she was young. Besides that, she has no grudge against you, so why would she create these false claims for no reason? "If it really is you in those videos, just admit to it. I won't pursue the matter further si

I reached into my bag and pulled out my iPad, the same one I had used for presentations and research notes and all the mundane tasks of my daily work life. I unlocked it and navigated to the folder where I had saved the videos Dominic had sent me, the videos of Seraphine and Julian in various hotels and resorts, their bodies tangled together, their mouths open in moans of pleasure that they had no idea were being recorded. I selected one of the videos, a particularly graphic one that showed Seraphine riding Julian's cock on a balcony overlooking the ocean, her tits bouncing, her head thrown back, her moans carried away by the wind, and I increased the volume to its highest setting.

Her hips rolled, chasing the pleasure, breath coming in those little gasps that made my blood rush south. I knew her. Not personally, but I'd jerked off to her videos more times than I cared to admit. Tiffany Voss. The Tiffany Voss—porn star who'd vanished from the industry six months ago amid some scandal. Here she was, next door, fucking her own fingers like she needed it bad. Her body tensed, thighs quivering as she came, a sharp cry escaping her lips. She didn't stop, riding it out, then slowing, chest heaving.

I asked her and she sobbed out a yes. “Well I have video evidence from multiple cameras recording you cheating on him,” I said and she froze. I opened the iPad I had brought with me. “I have videos of you having sex with your school director, random men on the street and in clubs, and even a doctor. So tell me are you sure about that?” I asked again. “Yes,” she said sounding sure. “Well then I've airdropped everyone a series of videos documenting her having sex with multiple men” The videos dropped and they all started to play them.