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During the course of the meeting as things settled down, I began to take notice of the different individuals in attendance. There was the usual mix of people, but there was something about one of the ladies that I just couldn't shake. She had one of the sweetest smiles, and I felt that knew her, or had seen her before. I just couldn't make the connection, so when I got the opportunity I snapped a few pictures of her with my camera phone. Granted the phone camera isn't the best, but it was discreet and better than nothing. During a break I managed to move next to the lady and began to make some small talk. I found out that she was Deborah Hale, married with children and had worked there for the past seven years. The meeting concluded and I returned to my office, but just couldn't shake Deborah's face from my mind. I knew I had seen her somewhere, but where? It really bugged me. That evening I still couldn't clear my head of her image, so I printed the photo's I took with the camera phone and stared at them. Still nothing, but I was more curious than ever now, so I started searching images on my computers. Yes, computers, I have several. I am a collector and creator of porn for my personal pleasure and I just knew I'd seen that smile somewhere. I spent the remainder of the evening searching, but found nothing. The next day, mid-morning, I made an excuse to call over and ask for Mrs. Hale. I apologized for bothering her, but said I'd lost a good pen and was it turned in. She said nothing had been turned in, but would check further and let me know. I thanked her, and then commented that she must be from the South or something as most here wouldn't be so helpful. She laughed and said, no, actually she was from the mid-west, but lived on the west coast after she moved out on her own. BINGO! Two emails later, I received a reply from a collector friend on the west coast. The face in question had done some modeling and made a little 15 minute flick where she applied for a job in a porn film. My friend had everything digitized, so there I was looking at a young Deborah. She certainly had changed, but for the good, at least in my opinion. In the original she was probably just of legal age, and was that young girl with the cute body. Today she was a mature woman and gone was the youthful body it being replaced by a well-proportioned curvy figure. It wasn't long afterwards that I called once again and asked for Mrs. Hale. When Deborah came on the line, she was polite and apologized that no one found my missing pen. I told her that it was quite all right, but that I had found something that she might have forgotten about. And what would that be, she asked. It is a young Deborah in a pair of jeans and a flowery type blouse sitting on a sofa, I said. The silence was long and it seemed that we were either disconnected or she had stopped breathing. I waited for the longest time and finally she said, yes I'd forgotten about that, and would hope that you will also. No, I really can't do that, I said. And is it for sale, she asked calmly? No, afraid not, I said. Then why are we even having this discussion, she asked. Because I said, you're going to meet me and we're going to make a new version of this, sort of like revisited. No, she said, that's not going to happen. Well then I guess I'll just have to share what I have with friends and co-workers. You wouldn't really do that, would you. I most certainly would, I said. And the update, she asked. I'm a private collector, so if I was to have an update, then certainly there would be no incentive to show it, now would there. I understand she said. So do you think you could help me to bring the file current, I asked. I don't have much choice now, do I, she said. It depends on your perspective, I said, but you do have a choice. Very well, she said, when and where? When are you available, I asked? I guess I could take some personal time, she said, so perhaps...I interrupted, an afternoon. I also like the light in the afternoon. And where, she asked. I gave her my address. Tomorrow too soon, she asked. No, that will be fine I said, say about 1, and Deborah, I added, please don't be late. 1 o'clock arrived, and so did Deborah. Answering the doorbell, Deborah walked into the foyer wearing a business suit and carrying her briefcase. What's in the briefcase, I asked? Lets sit down and talk she said. So I motioned her to the living room and offered her a seat. I'm sorry about what I did years ago, and have regretted it for all these years, she began. I'm married now, have 2 kids, a good job and live my life in the suburbs with all the usual activities. So what does this have to do, I began, but she held up her hand to stop me. I've got close to $4500.00 in cash in this briefcase. Call it whatever you want, but it’s for you and all I ask is that you forget about me. Can you do that for me, she asked, almost crying? Sorry, I said, it's not a question of money. Look around, I'm doing okay, and as luck would have it I've managed to enjoy my hobby. And, what's that, asked Deborah? I collect porn video, still photo's, etc., I said and lucky for me, I have a 30 minute video of you from years gone by, and now it's time to update it, I said. No, please, I beg you, said Deborah. That was a different me. Yes, I said, your tits weren't as big and you were certainly younger, but when all is said and done, you are you, and nobody else. Now lets go downstairs I said, as time is getting away from us. I got up to head for the door leading to the finished basement and Deborah just sat there. Seeing that she hadn't moved, I turned and said, Deborah, you know if you don't want to then just say so, and there is the front door. But, before you walk out of that door, know that I will see to it that copies of the video or still photos of certain frames do make it out of here. Deborah stood and looked towards the front door, then back at me before moving to follow me to the basement. No one else is here, I said, so you can leave your purse and briefcase up here. Deborah stopped by a chair and put both items on it, and then moved to follow me down the stairs. Once downstairs, I offered her a seat on the sofa and then sat across from her. Deborah, I began, I want you to know that this room is set up to record our conversation as well as to video tape it, so lets begin, shall we. Deborah didn't say a word, just sat there and looked around then looked at me. So you are married now, I began, and your name is, I asked. Deborah Hale, she replied. And the video you had made, you were how old then. About 22, she said. Were you married then, I asked? No, I was struggling to keep my head above water, and thought it would be fun at the time. Was it, I asked? I suppose so, she replied. And the cameraman, did he turn out to be Mr. Hale, I asked? No, I didn't meet Donald until a few years later after I had finished college and was already working. Does he know about the film, I asked. No, said Deborah. Then, who does, I asked. I don't know, she said. Obviously you do, the person who was there and, I just don't know anyone else, she said. Do you remember the details of the film, I asked. Yes, with regret, she replied. You certainly seemed to be having fun, I said, so why the regret, I asked. Because I'm here now, she replied looking straight at me. Think you've changed much, I asked ignoring her dig at me. I would expect so, she replied. For the better, I asked, but received no reply. Deborah, how about you stand up, I said. She looked at me with a somewhat looks could kill stare as she moved off the sofa and stood, knowing that her humiliation was about to begin. So you were about 22 then, and now you're, I asked. 46 she replied. And married for, I continued. 19 years, she said. You been faithful all this time, I asked. Yes, and I'd like to remain so, she said. Children, I asked. A boy 17 and a daughter 13 she said. Think the boy would like to see his Mom, I asked. You wouldn't, please don't she began to beg. Well now, I said, that would all depend on you now, won't it. Now this update will be a 3 parter I said. Deborah's eyes widened at my statement as I continued. Part 1 will be the interview, Part 2 will introduce you to your co-star and Part 3, well instead of man or beast it will be beast or machine. Deborah sat frozen and stared at me without blinking or even seemingly breathing though I could see the rise and fall of her tits beneath her top. So lets begin, I said. The cameras are all around, so just ignore them and for goodness sake, be honest and enjoy yourself. Now you're 46 and married for 19 years, I said. Yes, she replied. And during this time you've been faithful. Yes, she replied again. And you're here today because, I asked. Because when I was young I made a porn film and now you want me to do a remake and more, Deborah answered. Did you enjoy making the first film, I asked. I guess so, I really don't remember, she replied. And sex, I said, you enjoy it, I asked. Yes, I guess so, she said. I said, take off your blouse. Deborah looked at me, as if trying to stare me down, but I was steadfast staring back at her. Off, I said. She moved her hands to the top and then looked down and began to unbutton the garment. As her bra came into view she tried to pull the sides together, but with every movement, the blouse opened exposing her bra. As Deborah began to slip the blouse from her shoulders, tears started to form in her eyes. Sexy bra I said as she stood before me with her open blouse held tight against her. Please she said, I'll add more money, I'll borrow on my credit cards. Take the blouse off, I said. Deborah removed the blouse and faced me in her bra. Nice bra, I said, what size is it? I'm a 36D she said. Okay, I said, now lets take off that skirt so we can see just how sexy you are. Deborah, twisted her skirt a little, then unzipped and unbuttoned it and slides it down over her hips where it fell to the floor. Her panties matched the bra and I asked if she ever did a striptease for her husband. No, she said. Well turn around slowly so I can enjoy all you have to offer, I said. As Deborah turned, I stopped her so I could admire her ass. I like your ass very much, I commented. Now pull down your panties so I can see it as it was meant to be. Deborah slowly moved her hands to the waistband, then hooked her fingers on either side and moved the fabric down over her ass. Yes, I said, very nice, now spread your cheeks a little so I can see better. Deborah let go of her panties, which quickly fell to her ankles and spread her cheeks apart. You like to be fucked in the ass, I asked. No, said Deborah and don't even think about it. Oh, I'm going to do more than think about it I answered back. Now turn around so I can see your bush, I said. Deborah took a moment to step out of her fallen panties then slowly turned around to face me. I can't see your puss, so we'll shave it, I said. No no, please said Deborah, my husband, and her voice trailed off. He lick that forest, I asked, to which Deborah didn't answer. Take off that bra, I said rather sternly. Deborah reached behind her for the clasps, unfastened the hooks and removed the bra allowing her tits to fall free. Now those are nice tits, I said, as I moved to her and cupped one giving it a squeeze. And these nipples, I said, squeezing her tits to accent the nipples, nice very nice. I then pinched and started to squeeze Deborah's nipple to which she quietly moaned her approval. I don't remember from your first film, but you like me playing with your tits, I asked pinching the nipple once again. Yes, she said. Your husband play like this, I asked? No, she replied. I lowered my hand to her mound and started to run my fingers through the bush. Old man play with your pussy, I asked, then pushed my finger into her between the folds, or does he just sometimes fuck it, cause I know he can't see it to lick it. As I finger fucked Deborah I used my thumb to move it over her clit which caused her to moan with pleasure. Shortly she was pushing against my hand which I suddenly withdrew to her surprise. Now sit down and spread your legs, I said. Deborah immediately sat down and lifted and spread her legs open. Show me how you play with yourself, I said. Deborah looked at me for a few seconds, then moved her hand between her legs and started to rub her pussy pushing first one then two fingers into it. Don't forget your tits, I said, to which she began rubbing her tits and pulling on her nipples. Then with Deborah busy with her tits and pussy, I sat down in front of her and started to rub my finger around her rosebud. Deborah pushed back stopping what she was doing saying, no no please don't do that. She had no place to move now, so I moved my hand again pushing my finger against her as she again said, oh no, please stop. If I stop, I said, then we'll have to shave that pussy so I can really see those lovely lips, I said, or if you don't want to do that either, then maybe we can call your son for a consult. All Deborah heard was call her son, and immediately she said no. No what, I asked. No don't stop, no I won't shave, or no you don't want your son to consult. Deborah looked at me knowing she was trapped by the answer, then said, no don't stop. Okay, I said, since you asked for it and pushed my finger into her and started to slowly ream her to make a larger opening. Tears started to form in Deborah's eyes as I pushed still further into her with my finger. Think you'd like to show the camera how you can suck a cock, I asked. Okay, she barely whispered, then began to moved from the chair, but I stopped her and stood up and moved beside her. Go ahead, I said and she unfastened my belt, loosened my pants pushing them down and reached into my boxers seeking my cock, and finding it pull me free of my shorts. You know what to do now Mrs. Hale, I said. Deborah looked up at me with tears in her eyes, then kissed the mushroom head of my cock and slowly began to lick it. Lets see that pretty wedding ring I said. Deborah made her left hand visible as she continued to lick and suck my cock and I reached down and pushed her hair aside to be certain that her face was fully visible to the cameras. I could feel my cock swell and the rush of cum begin to erupt from my balls and spew forth into her waiting mouth. Very good, I said, you're quite a cocksucker, aren't you. Deborah didn't answer me, but was busy trying to wipe my cum from her lips and chin. I then told her to get on the sofa and spread her legs. She did as she was told, and before any protest I was trimming her bush with scissors. No, please don't she said. My husband and her voice trailed off. I enjoyed looking at your young cunt in the first movie, so I should certainly see how you've changed for this one, I said continuing to trim the hair. Finally, I got up and went to the downstairs bath and returned with a wet cloth, shaving cream and a razor. No please begged Deborah, but I was hearing none of it. I put the wet cloth over her and then applied the shaving cream. Don't move I said, as I began to shave her, until she appeared to be hair free. I cleaned off the remainder of the shaving cream and then had Deborah display herself for the cameras before I began playing with her clit and finger fucking her until she responded and climaxed. I then tossed her bra and panties to her and told her to put them on, the skirt and blouse. Dressed now, I had her put on a sleep mask, which covered her eyes and guided her to sit down. I then placed earphones over her ears and played some music to insure she couldn't hear anything. I checked the wall clock and it was time, so I rushed upstairs where my guest was waiting for me. Ready, I asked, but needn't really do so as he moved to follow me downstairs. Once down there I motioned for him to be quiet as they stared at Deborah dressed and seated in the chair with the earphones on and blindfolded. I moved to Deborah and took the earphones off her head. Thanks for waiting I said adding your co-star is here and in a few minutes we'll begin. Deborah tried to hear anything and twisted her head about, but the blindfold covered her eyes entirely. Please relax, I said, and don't remove your blindfold until I tell you to do so. Okay whispered Deborah. I waited a minute, then said, Mrs. Hale please stand up. Deborah held the side of the sofa and stood up. Very good I said, now let me guide you just a little bit. I took her by the arm and moved her away from the sofa and more into the middle of the room. That's just fine I said, adding now your co-star will begin to check you out, so just stand there please. A very strong and deep shiver passed through Deborah and she said, please lets not do this, won't you please reconsider. Quiet I sternly said. I motioned to the co-star who moved along side Deborah and immediately began feeling her tits. After a few minutes, he dropped to his knees and put his hand up her skirt while with the other started to rub her ass. He then unfastened her skirt and slid it down and helped her step out of it. This followed with her blouse, bra and finally her panties. Naked now except for the blindfold and her heels, her co-star explored everything she had to offer, then lowered her to the floor and spread open her pussy and started to lick her. Deborah moaned and began asking to be fucked. I said, before you can fuck him Mrs. Hale, you've got to get him good and wet, so ask him, I said. Please, can I suck your cock she said. He slipped out of his cloths and I handed him a facemask to put on. Okay Mrs. Hale take off the blindfold and suck his cock, I said. Deborah removed the blindfold, blinked to get use to the light and looked up to see some silly face mask. Then ran her hands over his flat chest and strong stomach before wrapping her fingers around his cock and drawing it into her mouth. As she licked and sucked on him, he played with her tits pulling her nipples to the extreme until she said, please fuck me. He lay down on his back and Deborah straddled him then she guided his cock into her slippery cunt as she moved lower against him. As she rode him, he reached for her bouncing tits and pulled on each nipple causing her to become that much more intense in her fucking. I took some still photos of her in action, then reached down and removed the co-stars mask revealing his face. At first she didn't notice that the mask was gone, but as he was pulling on her tits, she looked down towards him and just screamed. With his cock still buried inside her she just sat there and began yelling, No No No. Her co-star then said, Gee Mrs. Hale, I didn't mean to frighten you as he moved his hips moves his cock around in her. Jerry, how, she began, but then started crying as Jerry began to thrust into her. Jerry, then rolled her over onto her back and lifted her legs then buried his cock in her cunt and fucked her like there was no tomorrow. In short order Jerry was finished and told Deborah, Mrs. Hale now I want you to lick me clean. No Jerry, please said Deborah. Now said Jerry, or Wayne will find out about his Mommy. Deborah moved to Jerry and began cleaning him with her lips and tongue. Finished, he said, that was great Mrs. Hale, thank you. Deborah didn't say a word or respond in anyway, but Jerry pulled her to her feet and once again started to run his hands over her body. You know, he began, for years now, I've wondered and thought about you, he said. Every time I came over and you are in your robe, or some bathing suit in the summer, I'd think about your tits and what it would be like to touch you. Remember last week when you were in the kitchen and I came in to find you bending over, he asked. No, answered Deborah. Well, you moved your hand to cover your top so I couldn't see your tits, but now I can, he said. And you know what, he asked not waiting for an answer. Now you're going to bend over just like you did in the kitchen, only this time, I'm going to see your tits, aren't I, he asked. Now Mrs. Hale, I want you to bend over and put your hands on your knees. Deborah did as instructed causing her tits to hang free beneath her. Now those are nice tits, he said. Does Mr. Hale like them too, he asked? Deborah didn't answer, so Jerry grabs her tits and started to squeeze. Answer me, he said. Does Mr. Hale like your tits like this, or not, he asked? Yes, whispered Deborah as Jerry squeezed and toyed with her nipples. A man of fine taste, he said. An you know what, Mrs. Hale, he continued, the next time I'm in your house, and you bend over, you're going to let me look all I want, aren't you? Yes, Deborah nervously replied. Good said Jerry, adding, as a matter of fact, now I'm going to look at your sweet ass. Do you want me to look at your sweet ass, he asked? Jerry, please began Deborah's protest, but Jerry cut her off saying, well since you said please. Now spread your legs for me so I can those sweet holes. Jerry moved his hand between her legs and forced her to expose herself faster than she intended. Soon her legs were spread as she supported herself with her hands on her knees and Jerry stretched his arm between her legs and grabbed one of her tits as he rubbed his arm over her pussy. Mrs. Hale, began Jerry, is it true that you older women like too be fucked in the ass, he asked? No, please don't said Deborah, you'll hurt me. Mr. Hale fuck your ass, asked Jerry. No, was the whispered answer as Jerry's arm continued to rub on her pussy and hand played with her hanging tits. You suck Mr. Hale's cock like you sucked mine, asked Jerry. Answer me, he said, smacking her on the ass. Yes, yes, said Deborah. You a good cocksucker Mrs. Hale, asked Jerry? Please, you're hurting me, said Deborah. What am I hurting, asked Jerry? My breast, said Deborah. Breast, you don't have breasts, he replied, you have tits. Now, what am I hurting, he asked again? Oh, please stop, said Deborah, your hurting my breasts, tits she quickly said. I'm sorry said Jerry, but they are so nice. I just love their cone shape, he said as he withdrew his arm from between her legs. You know my girlfriend Heather, he said, I wish she had tits like yours. You going to let me feel your tits when I come over, he asked. Deborah was didn't say a word as Jerry moved to in front of her and rubbed his cock against her face. Suck my cock slut, he said, then I'm going to fuck you good. Deborah didn't have much of a choice as he guided her mouth to his swollen cock and she once again began to give him the blowjob he wanted. Oh that's good Mrs. Hale said Jerry as Deborah worked her tongue and lips around his cock and I continued to film and record it all. You know Mrs. Glass down the street from you, asked Jerry. Deborah hummed her answer, as her mouth was full. I meanwhile moved behind her and started to finger her pussy and run my hands up and down her spread legs sending a shiver throughout her body. Jerry continued saying that Mrs. Glass was a swinger and he thought it a good idea for Deborah to get him and her invited to a swinger party. Deborah shook her head and managed to say, no before Jerry thrust his cock down her throat causing he to gag as he did so. He withdrew his cock and moved behind Deborah and slipped his cock into her open pussy. Oh Mrs. Hale he said, I'm so happy to be fucking you, I've always thought you were hot hot hot as he pounded into her with each word. Jerry hadn't really perfected any technique but being a mature teenager he had an almost instant recovery time. It was a minute or two at best before he emptied his load into Deborah and withdrew from her. Deborah stood up and turned to face Jerry whereupon he immediately grabbed both her nipples and lifted her tits much to her surprise and his delight. Oh yea, he said as he pulled Deborah closer to him, then added, Mrs. Hale you going to remember your promises? Yes, said Deborah. I hope so, threatened Jerry as he let go of her and backed away. Deborah, I said, go into the bathroom and clean up, I said. There is a shower and a douche for you to use plus clean towels I added. She lowered her head a bit and went into the bathroom closing the door. In a few minutes I could hear the water running as Deborah was in the process of showering. About 10 minutes later she came out wrapped in a towel and smelling sparkling clean. Please, can I go now, she asked me. Not quite yet, I said, remember we've got part three to complete. Part three, questioned Deborah. Yea, I said, remember beast or machine. Oh no, please I can't, don't make me begged Deborah. Don't make you what, I asked. I don't know, just please let me get dressed and leave, asked Deborah. Not until you at least let the dog lick your cunt, I said. No please, I beg you, said Deborah. Well then, I said, lets put you on the machine and have it fuck you for a few hours. Oh, no said Deborah, please haven't I done enough already....and Jerry, how am I going to, her voice trailed off when she noticed him across the room. What about me Mrs. Hale, asked Jerry. Jerry, I'm sorry said Deborah still failing to make any connection as to how he came to be there. That's okay Mrs. Hale, said Jerry, I've been wanting to fuck you for years now and I must say you're a pretty good fuck he added. Of course, Jerry continued, if you fail to get us into a swinger group, like with Mrs. Glass, then I'm going to find a super giant cock and have your ass fucked real good. Please said Deborah, I can't, she began. Can't what, asked Jerry. I just can't, you know. . . just can't call the woman on the phone and...her voice trailed off. I realized that this wasn't going anywhere and I had one last surprise for Deborah. So I cut them both off and told Jerry to have a seat. I then went to the closet and opened the door, whereupon a large dog came bounding out. Deborah froze, speechless, as I took the dog by the collar and moved him in front of Deborah and push his nose against her slit. No, no please, I'm frightened of dogs screamed Deborah. All he's going to do is lick you, I said. No, please said the now crying and shaking Deborah. If I pull him off, will you come back tomorrow, I asked. Yes, yes said Deborah, just get him away from me. I pulled the dog away and marched him into the closet where I had a blanket and water for him. I tossed Deborah her cloths and filmed her getting dressed. When she finished I motioned for Jerry and told him to check her out. Jerry stepped to Deborah saying, I may come by the house later to see Wayne, as he covered her tit with his hand. Okay, said Deborah. Matter of fact, continued Jerry, if Wayne is upstairs in his room and the brat is outside playing, maybe I'll just take a few minutes to visit with you. How would you like that, he asked? Okay, replied Deborah. So what do you think you'd enjoy more, Jerry asked, sucking my cock or me fingering your cunt? Deborah didn't reply and Jerry pushed his hand under her skirt and reached for her panties. As he started to push his finger into her pussy, he reminded her that he graduates in 2 months. Then Wayne immediately heads off to college, the brat heads to summer camp and he knows that Mr. Hale travels a lot, so this should be a great summer vacation. When Jerry finished toying with her, I reminded Deborah to return the next day, Saturday and underscored it with a or else.