Working it out (closed)

[PogueMahone]

Joe Davis

Joe waited in his car as Amy came out, smiling as he watched her glance around the parking lot before taking the dvd he had left for her. That's a good girl, he thought to himself as he watched Amy get into her car and start out of the parking lot. Joe sat there for a second, weighing his options, before putting his car into gear and following after Amy. He followed Amy at a distance, not getting close enough to her for her recognize him as she drove home. Marcus must still be at child care, Joe realized with a smile, knowing that that meant Amy would be home alone for a few hours.

Parking his car a block away, Joe walked back towards the Sanderson house, wondering if Amy had started watching the movie he had made for her yet. As he stood on the doorstep, Joe could hear the muted cries of passion from the night before through the door. She's watching it, Joe nodded with a smile as he lifted his hand and knocked loudly on her door.

 

[ella_v]

Amy could not believe her eyes when she turned on the dvd player. Joe had recorded his rape of her and he even had the nerve to give a copy of it to his victim. The young mother felt so weak and helpless when she watched, how Joe had pushed her against his kitchen wall and forced his huge cock into her. Tears were running down her cheeks and she felt so humiliated. “How can he do this? He is even sending me the evidence of his crime to rub it in my face.”

The young mother was thinking about calling the police and to report Joe in. But when she saw how the Amy in the movie slowly started to give in to the fucking, she was feeling even more humiliated. “He raped me and took my dignity ... and I loved it. I behaved like a cook craving whore, who was begging her rapist to take her harder.” Her head was spinning and she was feeling lost. “What am I going to do? Nobody can ever see this movie, I would become a disgrace for this family.” Amy stepped forward and took the dvd out of the player and slipped it into an envelope, which she hide in one of her books, that Kevin had never and would never touch.

She was just done hiding the disc when she heard a knock on the front door. “Who can that be?” Amy moved over to the automatic door opener, which had an intercom and a camera as well. She felt her blood freezing when she saw that Joe was standing in front of her door. “Oh no, not him again... no... no... no.” The young mother felt panic rising in her and she wanted to run away.

Suddenly a car from the neighbourhood watch stopped on the street. A man got out, he had seen Joe‘s car a block down and was wondering what he was doing. “Sir? May I help you? Is there a problem?”

 

[PogueMahone]

Joe Davis

Joe was just raising his hand to knock again when he heard a car pull up behind him, turning as the man asked him what he was doing. "Hello," Joe responded warmly, waving his hand, "yes, you can help me. I'm looking for an old friend of mine," he lied easily, his voice loud enough that he knew Amy could hear him if she was by the door. "He told me he lived around here but I've lost the address. Do you know if Kevin Sanderson lives around here?" Joe asked.

"I believe he does," the neighborhood watch man replied cagily, unwilling to reveal someone's address.

"Oh, good," Joe smiled, glancing back towards the door of Amy's house, "I thought this might be it but I was only ever here once before. I just got back into town," Joe explained needlessly, enjoying creating a story for this nosy neighbor. "Me and Kevin used to have some pretty wild times together. I heard he'd had a baby, too," Joe shook his head in mock astonishment, "the rumor is he named the kid after me."

"What's your name, sir?"

"Oh, Mark, Mark Brady," Joe lied, knowing if Amy was listening she would be ashamed to have the rumor that Mark was looking for her floating around the neighborhood. "I've known Kevin and Amy for years," Joe continued spinning his story, "oh, Amy, that girl was wild! Oh, the stories I could tell you about her," he laughed as if he'd known this stranger for years, acting as if he didn't mind sharing intimate secrets with someone he'd just met. "Me and her, well, let's just say there are a few things I don't think Kevin knows about," he confided with a broad wink, glancing back towards the house once more, wondering how embarrassed Amy was as he continued to talk. "You know, I'm pretty sure this is their house," he said finally, raising his hand and knocking once more on the door.

 

[ella_v]

The black older security man looked surprised at Joe. “Oh, you are right, this is the Sanderson family home, but I never really pictured the young Mrs. Sanderson as a wild person. Actually they are a very nice and friendly couple and their son Marc is really a great kid.” The man actually liked driving by the house, because he loved to get a view of the young mother, who she thought was very good looking. He was always interested in learning something new about her and her life. “But usually at this time Mrs. Sanderson is not at home, so you might have to come back later, Sir.”

Amy was listening to the conversation on the intercom. Her heart was racing, she hoped that Joe would not say anything about, who Marcus real father was and what they had down the night before. The young mother knew that Mr. Jackson, who was a very friendly man, also liked to talk about who he met and what he saw around the neighbourhood on his watch. She was temped to get Joe into the house, so that he would not spread any other lies about her and her family, but on the other hand it would be better if nobody would see him ever enter the house.

In that moment the radio at Mr. Jackson‘s waist cracked. “Hey, Sam, you there? I checked that licence plate. The car belongs to a Joe Davis, who live in town, but I have never seen him around the neighbourhood. Better check it out!” The guard looked up surprised. “Isn‘t that your car, Sir? I thought your name was Mark Brady? Could you please identify and explain yourself?”

 

[PogueMahone]

Joe Davis

Joe smiled as he saw the older man's interest as he talked about Amy, the black man's attention held as he hinted at the young mother's wild behavior. "Oh, yeah, Amy can be wild under the right circumstances," Joe assured the stranger with a broad wink that hinted at exactly how wild she could be. "I think having her husband out of town so much kind of bothered her." Joe continued, "you know the old story, a young attractive wife with needs, a travelling husband, a good friend," he indicated himself, "who steps in to make sure her needs are met... well, perhaps I've said too much," Joe faked a laugh, having pretty much told this older black man how Amy was sleeping around on her husband. Wonder how long it's going to take for this rumor to get around the neighborhood? He wondered briefly as the watch man's radio crackled to life.

" I thought your name was Mark Brady? Could you please identify and explain yourself?” The watchman asked suspiciously.

"Of course, I can," Joe laughed, hoping his lies would last long enough for him to make a clean get away. "I am Mark Brady," he insisted, patting his pants pockets as if searching for his wallet. "I borrowed my buddy, Joe's, car for the day. I just got back into town, I've been away for a little over a year," he explained. "I'd just found out that Amy was pregnant when I had to leave," he added needlessly, planting the seed of suspicion as to who Marc's father really was if this watchman was putting everything he was saying together. "Damn, I seem to have forgotten my wallet," he muttered theatrically as he continued to pat his pockets. "It's probably in the car," he suggested hopefully, moving away quickly before the older man could stop him. Joe hurried back to his car, leaving the black man standing in front of Amy's house, a thoughtful look on his face as he regarded the closed front door.

"Shit, that was close," Joe laughed to himself as he started his car, driving quickly out of the neighborhood. He was pissed at himself for almost getting caught but elated that he'd managed to plant the seed of a vicious rumor in Amy's own neighborhood. Let's see her wiggle out of that one, Joe laughed as he turned his car towards work, wondering if she'd show up at his house again tonight.