Interactive & customizable sex stories : Create your own erotic fiction
(Her Secret Fantasy, continued by Anon2...)
You gently place your hands upon Rachel’s shoulders and look her in the eye. “Honey, I think you have to quit. There’s no way to prove you sent that picture accidentally, and he’s not gonna leave you alone. I’m sorry, but I don’t see any other way.”
Rachel nods through the tears, and you know she understands. This whole thing has gotten out of control way too fast.
Rachel quits the next day, and blocks John’s cell phone. She tells her work friends that she just needed a different work environment, and that seems to answer their questions. Rachel doesn’t know if her picture gets sent out or not, but either way John has no way of messing with her now.
Later, as Rachel climbs the ladder in her new job, you laugh at your stupidity in your youth. But even years later, every time Rachel sends you a picture from work, you wonder what could have been