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Rachel knew how to get whatever she wanted from a man. Some years ago she had worked as a stripper in a nightclub. One of the men who came to watch her was the boss of a computer software company. Realizing his wealth would make him a perfect meal ticket to bigger and better things, Rachel set about seducing her way into his affections. She was so successful that the boss eventually married her. From there on in she took full advantage of her newly gained status and power. She enjoyed lavish parties, shopped extravagantly, and became heavily involved in the dealings of her new husband's company. Such was her cunning that she effectively gained control of it. But then she suffered a setback. Her husband perished in a tragic accident; as per his Last Will and Testament, the company was handed over to his son Kenneth. Unlike his father, Kenneth kept a close eye on how it was run. This denied Rachel the free reign that she used to enjoy. Furthermore, Kenneth was not very concerned about making big profits. He preferred to have the company give large donations to good causes in the community. Rachel strongly disagreed with this policy but kept her opinions to herself for the time being. But then she found out about the new piece of software her late husband's company had designed. It was worth a fortune. However, Kenneth intended to give the patent for it to a local charity. For Rachel, this was the last straw. She saw her stepson as a fool and a liability. Wealth might not mean a lot to him, but it meant everything to her. Thus she called in on him at his office one day - intent on wresting the patent from him. Her plan for doing so was cunning and extreme. She had formulated it with the help of an executive in the company. After her husband's passing, he had become her lover. He was every bit as ambitious as Rachel. Nevertheless, Rachel hid her intentions well as she talked with Kenneth. She was polite and friendly and claimed to have dropped by to give him some report papers she had drawn up. The loss of Kenneth's father was still fresh, and the young man was a little subdued in Rachel's company. This gave Rachel a chance to soften him up with words of sympathy and understanding. Kenneth was due to marry a lovely young lady called Kim soon. Rachel encouraged him to look forward to that new, positive event in his life. Then she casually brought up the subject of the software patent. Kenneth said he still meant to give it to the charity, and Rachel outwardly showed her agreement. Inwardly, she sighed. Kenneth had blown his last chance to save himself. Because of his stubborn good intentions, Rachel would have to ruin him - and worse. Before she got started, however, she told him about a distressing incident that occurred earlier in the day. It was to do with a break-in at her house. Whoever was responsible had taken some of her underwear - she admitted, feigning embarrassment. The incident had never really taken place. Rachel had staged it as part of her plot against Kenneth. Shortly after his little confession, she went over to the counter to pour herself and Kenneth some drinks. With her back to him, keeping him distracted with small talk, she slipped a pill into his glass and stirred it until it dissolved. Then she brought him the drink and moved with him over to a nearby couch. There she continued telling him about her day while he sipped and listened to her sympathetically. By the time she finished speaking, Kenneth did not know where he was anymore. He slumped back against the couch, barely able to keep his eyes open. Yet he did not fall asleep. The pill Rachel had given him was specially designed to keep him in a walking daze. This was exactly how she wanted him. As soon as she saw that the pill had taken effect, Rachel gave a devious smile, pulled out her phone, and dialed her lover. She did not have to pretend around Kenneth anymore. He was too far gone. Her lover answered, she laughed and told him that everything was going to plan. I am going to make it look like an accident - she said cryptically. Moments after hanging up, she took a pair of medicine gloves out of her handbag, put them on slowly and deliberately, then started to undo Kenneth's pants. The young man sensed what was going on, but could not fully understand it. Meanwhile, Rachel took hold of his cock and began stroking her rubber-clad hand sensually up and down its long hard length. At the same time, she explained to Kenneth how much she disapproved of him planning to give the new software patent away to charity. As she had hoped, the combination of his vulnerable state and the lulling pleasure she was giving him caused Kenneth to become more receptive to her words. Falling into her view of things, he weakly nodded to all she said. Yet Rachel was not about to stop at a mere lecture. On and on she stroked Kenneth's cock, her hand motions turning ever more deft and sensual until she had him so spell-bound - so under her influence - that she was able to make him tell her the password to the file containing the new software program. Yet that was not all she wanted. Kenneth was putty in her hands, and she intended to squeeze him and the company for all they had. Taking things up a notch, she stood, slid her panties off, and dangled them teasingly in front of Kenneth's face. The sight of them reminded him of an intense fantasy he had involving his stepmom. It came back to him now in glorious vividness. There they were - the two of them - sneaking into her bedroom while his father was out. Rachel wore a tight blouse and a skirt that gave a true and tantalizing idea of her sexy, busty figure. Briefly, she assumed some provocative poses for Kenny. Then she sashayed up close, helped him out his clothes, lay him back naked on his father’s bed, dropped to her knees, and commenced to give him the best cock-sucking of his life. A short while after, she stripped down to her lingerie and climbed on top of him. His step-mother's big breasts spilling out of her bra above his face, Kenneth lustfully kissed up at them and suckled upon their hard nipples. And there the fantasy ended. Back in the here and now of his office, Rachel was telling him for real that he could fuck her - as long he would promise to give her another pass that provided access to all the company's accounts. Kenneth's need for Rachel was too powerful and his judgment too impaired for him to say no. As Rachel wrapped her panties around his cock and gave him another erotic cock-stroking, he duly told her all she needed to know. After that, Rachel played on Kenneth's confused senses to convince him that he was really fucking her. Drifting into a second fantasy vision, he saw Rachel lolling on a big chair in the corner of his father's room. Her panties were off, and her long legs - sexily dressed in stockings - were widely parted as she horny rubbed her naked pussy while running her tongue across her lips. Suddenly, she beckoned Kenneth to come and please her. What followed was the stuff that his dreams were made of. And dreams is all they were - even though Kenneth mistook them for reality. Hook, line, and sinker he believed the action that followed - believed that he was actually fucking Rachel in the missionary position and making her gasp with ecstasy at the deep and virile poundings of his big hard cock into tight wet pussy. This was true too true for the doggy-style action that came after. It was sheer bliss for Kenneth to think that he had this hot older woman on her hands and knees, her hair hanging down, her breasts swaying, a look of utter joy on her face. Still, he believed it when he saw her on top of him, riding hard on his upright cock, her naked breasts heaving and bouncing, his own hands reaching up to cup and fondle them. And it was still the case as Rachel appeared to be kneeling and sucking him off until he blasted a huge load of cum into her mouth. There was so much of it that it hid her tongue beneath its' creaminess, and spilled out over lips. Smiling, in the last act of utter wantonness, Rachel dribbled the contents out and smeared them into her panties for Kenneth's benefit. At the same moment, in the office, Rachel was stroking her panties up and down Kenneth's cock, working him toward a real cum. When it finally blasted out - thick and heavy - she wiped it up with a pair of her stockings. Even as she did so, Kenneth's heart gave out. But Rachel was not concerned. Indeed, she was expecting as much. It was another effect of the pill she had given him. It was also the climax of her plan. As Kenneth slouched, breathing his last breath, Rachel tied her cum-smeared stockings around his neck. Her panties she left crumpled at the base of his cock. For a finishing touch, she placed several sexy photos of herself on his body. This was the accident she had mentioned to her lover earlier. When someone discovered the scene, they would think Kenneth had been playing a strange sex game with himself while using his stepmother's underwear and pictures to aid kinky fantasies he was having about her. The theft of her underwear would now be attributed to him. He would be seen as a pervert rather than the victim that he really was. It was a cruel act of character destruction on Rachel's part. But she did not feel the slightest pang of guilt about it. Instead, of fighting back laughter, she called her lover to give him the news. He shared her delight. With the new software patent and the password to the company's account, they now had tens of millions of dollars at their disposal. When the call was over, Rachel methodically took off her gloves, did a quick mental check of the situation, satisfied herself that all was correct, then calmly got up and left. Once again - as always - she had gotten exactly what she wanted.