Wanda Three Wishes A Wife Trap

This takes place after Wanda trapped.

Wanda hasn't been to The Taus' converted hotel clubhouse since her topless performance at the karaoke contest. She never thought she'd be back after her husband had physically roughed up several members involved in an attempted sexual assault of her friend Ashley.

The well-connected club members even tried to press charges against Julie and sue for medical costs. If not for Julie doing a favor for and befriending a master lawyer Julie might have been in real trouble. The Taus had members in very powerful positions throughout the state government.

Wanda had never been to the clubhouse when it wasn't crowded for an event. She didn't even know if the front door would open as she walked across the empty parking lot. Wanda noted the unusually large numbers of surveillance cameras at the portico entrance at the valet parking drop off. What she didn't know was that the number of cameras was added at the suggestion of her husband Julie's cousin Raphael to capture the awkward wait of any young lady foolish enough to spend the night in one of the rooms with one of the Taus.

Most of the Taus had married women who had excepted their powerful and amoral husbands weren't going to be faithful. They had traded there bodies and souls for the life of luxury and leisure. It didn't take long for the wives to come around to a favorite Tau ritual, the post-party next morning breakfast buffet. The Tau wives would gather in the restaurant to watch the parade of sluts walk of shame through the lobby. The wives giggled at the usual college-aged tramps who had given it up only to be used and discarded the next day. At least the wives got something out of the sex they traded with contemptible men.

The addition of the valet station meant the girls were forced to mill around while they waited for their cars. This gave the wives a chance to guess which stupid whore had fallen for Judge "Fudge" Packer. Packer was famous around the club for his anal sex fixation. The wives would look for clues of Packer's work by how the girls walked.

The club was deserted when Wanda buzzed to be let in. The security guard opened the door for her and pointed her in the direction of the small conference room. The security guard looked Wanda up and down as she passed. Wanda couldn't tell if his probing glance was part of his professional duties or the usual attention she received from men. Her main concern was that the guard may have recognized her from her blackmail photos.

Wanda entered the conference room and saw a twelve-foot oak table with a digital projector at the end pointed at a pulldown screen. At the other end of the table sat the Dean from her college.

"Have a seat Wanda." Dean Feely said gesturing to the chair next to him.

Wanda sat in the chair farthest from the dean. Feely grinned wickedly at his victim to be. Wanda discreetly reached into the back pocket of her jeans. Her hands wrapped around the brass knuckles she had swiped from her husband's work supplies. Wanda had trained enough with Julie enough in the gym that she was confident in her abilities to protect herself physically with the aid of the knuckle dusters if it came to that. Being that she was being blackmailed, she didn't expect to be physically forced into anything.

"You are very quickly going to learn to do as I say." Dean Feely said still grinning at Wanda like a cat toying with its prey.

Wanda said nothing, but her mind flashed on throwing jabs into his shiny teeth with the weighted power of the knucks, breaking enamel off at the gumline.

Dean Feely grabbed a remote sitting in front of him next to a laptop computer. The lights dimmed and the projector came on. Wanda saw an image of herself in a crowded sports arena. Her blouse was held wide open by her hated father in law. Wanda had been nursing her daughter at that point in her life and wasn't wearing a bra. Wanda remembered staring into the camera lens as her bare breasts bounced free in the jam-packed boxing event. Her topless photos had been included in what would go on to be the best selling edition of any sports magazine of the decade.

"Ever since I saw this photo I knew I had to have you." The Dean said.

Wanda's grip on her weapon tightened as she looked at the image of her huge breasts on the screen. The Dean pressed a button on his laptop and the picture changed. Wanda was dressed as a pirate wench with the puffy white neckline pulled below her giant breasts. From behind Wanda is flanked by the dean and the director of Wanda's nursing program Dr. Hertzmoore. Both men are smiling for the camera each holding one of Wanda's huge breasts while Wanda's mouth hangs open in shock.

"You're tits were even softer than I imagined." Feely said looking into Wanda's eyes.

The image on the screen changed again to one of Wanda completely nude crawling on all fours. It wasn't the sexiest picture because it was taken in night vision. The bright green tinge faded out the beauty of her coffee skin coloring. The Image quickly changed to one of Wanda and her two topless cousins. Wanda was completely nude with one arm trying to cover her huge tits and one hand barely covering her pussy as they ran through the crowded Halloween party.

"That was a great night." The dean reminisced as he dangled the blue silk top of her cousin's Princess Jasmine costume from his fingers.

Wanda looked at him with a puzzled look as she had gone to the Halloween party dressed as Ariel the mermaid not Princess Jasmine.

The image changed again to a close-up shot of Wanda's huge black tits groped by several white hands. It took Wanda a second to place the picture. The black bikini pulled to the sides of her boobs indicated that this was from her exposure at the school's car wash. The hands covering her breasts belonged to a football player from back in high school and the dean.

"This ended up on the six o clock news. The college trustees barred me from going on our trip to Chicago." The dean said angrily.

The screen changed again and Wanda's blood ran cold at the three images that came up simultaneously. Wanda had seen all three of these pictures before. Wanda had participated in a drinking game and consumed several shots of Everclear. She had gotten blackout drunk and had been photographed being mounted by two of the college's administrators. The third photo depicted Wanda with a large Dominican dick in her mouth. While Wanda had not exactly sucked off a man outside of her marriage by choice, she had done little to prevent the obvious set up that left her vulnerable and drunk in the hotel room.

Wanda turned her head in shame. That she had put her marriage and family at risk over sex that was so insignificant she couldn't even tell she gotten fucked the next morning. The two administrators were so poorly hung that Wanda didn't even believe their tiny penises were real.

"I missed out on all the fun in Chicago. Hertzmoore and Gropenhoffer said you were the best piece of college girl ass they've had in years. I'm not going to miss out on my chance for some of that brown sugar." Dean Feely said.

"You can be sure that I'll never let any of you near my body again." Wanda said.

"Really?" The dean said as the picture changed again to Wanda's father in law's boxing gym website.

Wanda knew her sex pics were all over the website. At that point in the late nineties, websites were pretty basic and Wanda's father in law probably didn't get a lot of traffic on his site. The boxers who used the gym didn't have a lot of reason to visit the site. There was a pretty good chance that no one had seen the site yet.

"That's not going to be enough to get me to sleep with you." Wanda said.

"It's a good thing that's not the last card I have to play." Feely said pressing a button on his laptop.

Wanda's father's dental practice website came up. Wanda's father was partnered with a conservative youth minister of a big church in his dental offices. There had been a fair amount of tension regarding some of Wanda's antics in the past. Wanda definitely felt judged for getting knocked up before marriage. Because it didn't affect the practice the partner looked the other way when Wanda ended up topless on the news or in a magazine.

"With the push of a button, I can have your father's entire web site replaced with your sex pictures. Also, I didn't realize before that your father is Elijah Wilson. We went to college together. Say hi to your mom for me. You definitely take after her. " Feely said looking at Wanda's huge chest.

There was a lot to process all at once. She had been worried about her marriage for sure but now her parents were pulled into the situation. She didn't like the Dean's tone when referencing her mother. When she took in the threat made to her father's business she got angry.

"You do know my husband will hunt you down and literally beat you to death?" Wanda asked.

Dean Feely pressed a button on his laptop and her father's website was changed to a pornography site starring his daughter.

"It's that easy for me to ruin not just your life but your father's reputation. The first hint that we get that your husband is going to cause problems and we will lock his Mexican thug ass up for life. I know you think you have a powerful lawyer in your back pocket but I wouldn't trust him. Old Stetson might pretend to be a bleeding heart but he's old money all the way. When push comes to shove he'll sell you out in a second." The Dean said.

Wanda took in everything she just heard trying to find another angle she could play.

"What is it you want from me?" Wanda asked.

"Ah good, let's get to it. Your big titted cousin's Halloween costume gave me an idea. I loved the story of Aladdin. I want you to be my genie. I want my three wishes." The Dean said pressings a button that turned her father's website back to normal.

"You can't wish that I fuck you. I'm still a married woman. I'll never cheat on my husband again." Wanda stated.

"That's a deal I want you more for entertainment purposes anyway. It's been really boring around here ever since you got the students to stop coming to our events." The Dean said.

"How will I know if I can trust you?" Wanda asked.

"You honestly can't trust me. You can trust that I won't hesitate to ruin you if I don't get what I want." The Dean said.

" I don't know." Wanda said

"Well so we understand each other, I'll fix your husband's boxing website." the dean said pulling the site back up.

"Thank you." Wanda said.

"You can show your gratitude by coming over here and giving me a kiss." Feely said.

Wanda walked to the end of the table. The dean slid his roller chair back from the table. Wanda bent to kiss him.

"I want you to sit on my lap while you do it." Feely said evilly.

Wanda didn't see the harm and sat low on the dean's lap near his knees.

"Not like that. I want you to straddle me." the dean said.

Wanda stood up.

"I'm not going to play your game." Wanda told him.

"It only gets harder from here. So you should bail out now. I'll put the photos back on your father's webpage and we can forget about everything else." the dean said quite relaxed.

"No, I'll do it." Wanda relented.

"I don't want to fight you every step of the way. Do what I say or I will up the stakes." Feely said.

Wanda went to throw her leg over Dean Feely.

"No, because you didn't do what I told you to the first time now I want you to do it without a shirt." The dean ordered

"What?" Wanda asked in disbelief.

"Your hesitation just cost you the bra too." Feely barked.

Wanda reacted quickly not wanting to escalate the stakes further. Exactly the way the master manipulator Dean Feely had anticipated. He had taken advantage of more than one naive college girl in the past but Wanda was his favorite soon to be conquest. The idea of using the wife of an exceptional physical specimen as Julie thrilled him beyond belief. Feely hated being week and hated anyone stronger than him. His only regret as he trapped Wanda was that his co-workers got to her first.

Wanda straddled the dean's lap. She could see his erection pushing straight up in front of her between their pelvises. Dean Feely grabbed the bottom of Wanda's tank top. Wanda started to pull her arms down to block him but thought better of it. She didn't want to earn any more penalties. Wanda's shirt was pulled over her head. When the fabric cleared her vision she saw Dean Feely's eyes widen as he took in her black bra. He looked slightly disappointed which was a first for Wanda. No one had ever been less than ecstatic when her breasts made an appearance.

"From now on you only wear sexy bras when I summon you? If I ever see you in a bra like this again our agreement is off and the whole world is going to see you taking dick in Chicago." Dean Feely said angrily.

Wanda was completely taken aback. She had half planned on using the brass knuckles on her blackmailer and was instead being told she hadn't dressed sexy enough for her harassment.

"Just get this ridiculous bra off." Dean Feely said pulling both bra straps down Wanda's shoulders until her dark areolas were peeking over the top.

Wanda felt the dean's erection jump through his pants when the puckered skin of her nips made an appearance. Wanda noted that while still noticeably smaller than her husband, the dean still wasn't as small as his fellow administrators.

Wanda reached behind her back and unsnapped her bra. Her breasts were so close to the dean's face she felt his warm breath flow across her chest. Against her will, she felt her nipples harden from the heat. Wanda was sure he was about to wrap his lips around her tip. She instinctively reached to her back pocket again for her brass knuckles. She had to stop herself. As much as she didn't want the dean to touch her she didn't want the pictures to get out either.

"Kiss me." Dean Feely ordered.

Wanda gave him a quick peck on the lips.

"Like you mean it. And if I have to correct you again you're going to lose the jeans." Feely said angrily.

Wanda complied and kissed him full on the lips. She felt his fingers clamp on her nipple and she opened her mouth in shock. The dean's tongue slipped past her lips and wrestled with her tongue trying to force him from her mouth. The dean grabbed her hips and pulled her towards him. Wanda's nipples pressed through his shirt and she felt him have an orgasm in his pants as her pelvis brushed his erection. Wanda shoved herself off his chest with all her might. She felt his breath leave his lungs from a combination of her pushing and his climax.

Wanda stood dumbfounded. She couldn't believe she had again been used. The dean looked just as pleased with having an orgasm in his pants as he would if had sex with Wanda. Wanda realized it was because it made no difference to him. As long as he had his climax the woman was not only interchangeable but also unnecessary. The dean looked her over almost happy that she got nothing out of it.

"Now to keep my end of the deal." the dean said pressing buttons on his keypad.

Wanda's father in law's web page came up on the screen. Wanda watched as the page was switched back to normal. There was a better than even chance that no one other than her had seen the web page while her pictures were up.

Wanda hoped her ordeal was over for the day. She didn't want to talk to Dean Feely anymore today. As she reached the door to leave the room the dean spoke again.

"I'll be in touch with my first wish. By the way, what's your husband's favorite charity?" The dean asked with an evil gleam in his eye.