Chapter 334 Susan The Schemer.

Suzanne had been doing some paperwork while sitting in her living room. But her thoughts were often on what was happening in the Plummer house, and she tried to keep tabs whenever possible. So, when she heard the sound of a car going by, she looked up and saw Alan in it. She realized that she had a golden opportunity to find out about something that had been driving her bats.

She hurried next door to the Plummer house and found Susan up in her bedroom, sorting through her clothes. She proclaimed dramatically, "A-ha! I've got you now! There's no escape!"

Susan was nonplussed. "Oh, hi. Back so fast? What's up?"

Suzanne had her hands on her hips. "What's up is that you've been slowly driving me insane with this great Brenda secret of yours. There's always one excuse or another why you can't tell me what it's all about. But now Sweetie's gone, so nothing important is happening. You can't possibly wiggle out of it this time!"

Susan's face lit up. "Actually, I don't want to wiggle out of it. This is a great time for that. Let's go downstairs to the den and I'll show you."

Suzanne huffed melodramatically, "Fiiiiinally!"

"Oh, but first, we need to take off our clothes. You'll see why shortly!"

Suzanne pumped her fist. "YES! Now, we're talking!"

After they both got naked, Susan went first and got the zip-lock bag containing the memory card of the nude photos of Brenda out of her hiding place. Then she had Suzanne enter the room where she showed Suzanne the card. "THIS! This is the mystery! It's a memory card from a camera."

"I can see that," Suzanne barked impatiently. "And?!"

"And... it contains over a hundred pictures of Brenda in the nude! Taken by yours truly, with her full approval, so we can show them to Tiger!"

Suzanne was shocked, not to mention impressed. "Are you kidding me?! How did you swing that?!"

"It's a long story, and I'll tell you all about it. But instead of just talking about it, why don't we look at the pictures too?"

"Yes, please!" Suzanne eagerly snatched the memory card from Susan's hand and practically flew to the computer. She waited impatiently for the computer to awake, then put the card in the card reader. "This is great! Have you seen them yet?"

"No, I haven't. But I took them, so I know what we'll see. Believe me, this'll knock your socks off!"

It wasn't long before Susan and Suzanne were sitting at the computer desk, looking at the first photo in the series. It was of Brenda standing completely naked but for high heels, striking a sexy pose.

Suzanne immediately asked, "This is the FIRST picture? Is that right?!"

Susan proudly proclaimed, "It is! AAALLL of them are of her COMPLETELY naked! Did I do good, or what?"

"Susan, this is incredible! I'm so blown away that I could just kiss you! In fact, I will just kiss you!"

They shared a brief smooch while rubbing their great racks together. However, it didn't last long because they were both keen to see more pictures.

Suzanne whistled in appreciation as she clicked through a few more.

"It gets better," Susan said. "She started off a little hesitant at first, but before long she relaxed, and then became VERY horny. I'll bet those are the best. We took them expressly to show Tiger, but I promised to crop her head in the ones we select so he won't know it's her."

Suzanne exclaimed, "Fuck that! Oops, pardon my language, but that's bull honky. That would just ruin some great erotic art. Besides, what would be the point? Doesn't she know that nobody else has a body like hers? Sweetie hasn't even seen her naked yet - and he will, boy, will he! - but it doesn't matter. Her curves are unique. Nobody else has tits that huge on a frame that slim and shapely. Nobody! Ditto with her ass. She's got a 'booty ass' that rap singers should be writing entire albums about! And what about her nipples? Have you noticed how unusually long and erect her nipples are?"

Susan said, "Yes. Well, I hadn't really thought about all that. But I made a deal with her not to show her face. It wouldn't be ethical to do otherwise."

"Okay, I'll make a deal with you. We'll show him some cropped photos. If he doesn't recognize her, then fine. But I figure he'll see it's her in about two seconds flat. If he does, then why pretend otherwise?"

"Hmmm. I suppose that would be okay. But don't give him any hints."

Suzanne was slowly clicking through the pictures as she talked. She stopped at one in particular and whistled. "Wow! What's happening here?! You've got her bent over, clutching her ankles like she wants to get fucked in the ASS! How did you talk her into THAT?! And why is she willing to show these to Sweetie in the first place?! You have to tell me everything!"

Susan frowned uncomprehendingly, looking at the picture of Brenda bent over. "Like she wants to get what?"

Thinking fast, Suzanne quickly muttered, "Never mind. You probably didn't intend anything more than getting a sexy pose." She clicked through to the next picture, hoping to avoid further discussion of the subject. Fortunately, it seemed that there were no objections from her friend.

Susan explained bits and pieces of what had transpired with Brenda while Suzanne clicked through the rest of the pictures. As they viewed them, they both masturbated vigorously. Susan had a better time of it since she could use both hands while Suzanne had to use one to manipulate the mouse.

It turned out that Susan had taken nearly two-hundred photos. Many of them were duds, of course, but there were quite a few startlingly impressive ones as well.

After they reached the last of the photos, Suzanne asked Susan to cover everything that she hadn't already told Suzanne about what had been happening with her new friend Brenda. There was a lot to tell: not just the details of the impromptu photo session, but other important events like Susan's pivotal retelling of her tennis court humiliation, complete with Brenda's use of the dildo, and how they went shopping for sexy lingerie afterwards.

Susan and Suzanne were hot and bothered by the photos, so as they kept talking they continued masturbating. They didn't really touch each other, perhaps so the story-telling wouldn't get derailed, but by the time Susan finished they each had experienced two nice orgasms.

After getting Suzanne all caught up, Susan asked her, "Well? What do you think? How did I do as a schemer?"

Suzanne opened her eyes wide. "You did great! You out-schemed me, practically! Damn, girl. I'm more than a little impressed."

Susan smiled from ear to ear. But then she asked uncertainly, "Do you think Tiger will approve?"

"Of course he will! My God! Brenda is definitely past the point of no return now. Oh, but wait."

"What?"

"Uh, it's not a big deal, but after I had manipulated events for the last poker party so carefully, Alan was somewhat chagrined. He felt kind of like a puppet on a stage, because the outcome had basically been determined in advance by my scheming - that is, unless he totally screwed up. So I promised that I wouldn't interfere for the next poker party; I'd just let events take their natural course. Which I did. But then you came along and schemed even better that I could have!" She laughed.

Susan laughed too. "I guess he'll just have to live with it. He can drown in his sorrow while Brenda is ceaselessly sucking his big, fat cock! I can't imagine him getting too upset at that."

Suzanne chuckled at the image. "No, I can't either. And I don't see him crying in anguish over these nude photos of her. But still, we should probably lay low and just let whatever happens at the poker party on Wednesday happen. Brenda's at such a point that her momentum will keep the sexy times going. We don't need to interfere."

Susan looked away shyly. "Well, it's kind of late for that, because I sort of made some plans."

Suzanne arched an inquisitive eyebrow. "Oh? And what are those?"

"When Brenda and I were shopping yesterday, we had a grand old time. It was magical. The whole time we were shopping, we were talking and thinking about what we'd wear to make Tiger's cock nice and stiff. And in the middle of that, I sort of invited her to have dinner here tomorrow night."

"Oh, really? Monday night, huh? Well, I don't see what's so bad about that. True, you set that up, and he'll obviously have to know about it, but it's up to him how to play it. He could be aggressive and try to make a move on her, or he could play it cool and make it a 'getting to know you better' kind of thing. We should let him take the lead, and go with whatever method he chooses. How does that sound?"

"Good," Susan replied. "But knowing him, he'll take full advantage and take the horny approach."

"True!"

They shared a laugh over that.

Suzanne wondered to herself, I must say, Sweetie is turning out to be MUCH more of an endlessly horny stud than I ever could have imagined when I started my scheme rolling. His stamina seems to be improving by the day! Did I just get really lucky with him? Or do many men have that potential, who would react similarly if a whole bevy of busty beauties were fighting over the chance to please them every single day? I'll bet it's about half and half.

He really is one lucky dog. Almost absurdly so! I should tone things down a notch or two, except that we're all having so much fun! No matter how many great sexual adventures he has, he always treats the next one with wide-eyed wonder, and always brings his nice, stiff cock to the party. As long as that's the case, why should we ease off?

Suzanne still had one or two more important questions to raise. "Susan, I must say, you really earned your scheming wings. I love how you've got her thinking that she has only a small chance with him, so she'll have to go all out to impress him. But I know from years of experience that you're not the scheming type. So how did you manage this so well?"

"That's easy. First, I just followed the instructions you'd laid out already, like the 'playing hard to get' and 'small chance' stuff. Secondly, I was one step ahead of her all the time because she's just like me. She's how I was when all the sexy fun started over a month ago. So I just imagined what I would do if I were in her shoes, how I would think, and I figured things out from there."

"Excellent!" Suzanne was impressed again. "Does that mean you're getting to like her better? Or are you still letting your jealousy about her big boobs affect you?"

Susan considered that carefully before replying. "Both, I think. I am getting to like her a lot. She and I are on the same wavelength on a lot of things, which is nice. But at the same time, I can't get over my feelings about her bigger breasts, and the rest. But I manage to push that aside most of the time, especially when Tiger isn't there so we're not competing directly for his attention."

Suzanne raised a curious eyebrow. "'The rest?'"

"You should see her naked, up close and in person. It really is daunting. Not just her boobs. For instance, you wouldn't believe how easily she cums, or how copiously she leaks! Where is all that liquid coming from?!"

Suzanne said, "Believe me, I noticed, from the photos. It really is something."

With some more time to kill before Alan came home, Suzanne got busy using Photoshop to crop some of the best pictures of Brenda. She saved all the original non-cropped versions in a different folder. Then she printed many of the photos, both cropped and uncropped, until the printer ran out of ink.

Susan and Suzanne decided to delay showing the printed photos to Alan. They wanted to wait until a particularly ripe moment. They weren't sure when that would be, but they sensed they would know it when it happened.

While Suzanne was still working on printing the photos, Susan called Brenda and informed her of the progress they were making in cropping and printing them. Brenda was disappointed to hear that there might be a delay before Alan would see them, but she couldn't complain too much since it had taken her two days to hand the photos over to Susan in the first place. Susan promised to call Brenda and let her know when there were any new developments.