Blackmail by kelsie... preview

Chapter 4

One morning, while I was eating breakfast with my lovely wife Sheila, my phone dinged with a particularly vulgar and sexual message from a number I hardly recognized.

"Who's that?" asked Sheila before biting into a low carb, and thus low taste English muffin.

"Ohhhhhhh, I don't know. You know how these roboblasts are" I said, trying to deflect and possibly get the conversation away from that particular text, as I deleted the conversation. However, within a few seconds, my phone dinged again, this time with an image of Kelsie's meaty thighs and juicy pussy coming up.

I tried to delete it again, but stupid me had left my large faced phone facing up, and directly in front of Sheila's view. Her eyebrows raised, as she snacthed up the phone to see the obese and pornographic pic?

"Wow, and I had all that liposuction for what?", chortled Sheila throwing the phone back at him. "Well, at least I don't have to worry about dieting anymore", said Sheila sarcastically. Johnny heart began to race. Was he had, and if so.... 'no... oh my god" he thought to himself as thought about all the ways her father, "The Greek", might have him hurt. "Realx!!!!" he told himself, taking a deep breath as he prepared to make up some story, but he didn't have to.

"Just erase that garbage. Momma's here for you, and think if I do gain some weight, it'll now go to my hips and ass", teased Sheila, referencing her Brazilian butt lift sugery. I was overjoyed that my act of silence had worked out so well. Not only had we avoided the topic of the two texts, and who might of sent them, but his wife was now actively talking about gaining some weight, which was "A OK" with me.

However, I didn't get too much time to bask in my newfound glory as that same number, now instead of texting me, was calling me. My instinct was to immediately end the call and block it, and put an end to this little charade, but I decided not to as I deemed that course to be even more suspicious. So, I answered the phone.