When Emma got home at 5 o'clock at night she rummaged through her fridge and came up with fixings for a ham and cheese sandwich with lettuce, tomato, mayo and mustard. She also grabbed a bottle of hard cider which she was turned onto courtesy of Regina. After settling on the couch she clicked the tv on to the food network; she figured if she could learn some new recipes she'd be able to impress the brunette. Since when do I wanna impress Regina?
After watching a red headed man keep beating his competitors, her attention was drawn to the laptop sitting on the matching ottoman. Her eyes continued to flick between it and the television until she picked the device up and turned it on. She noticed she had several new emails, many from stores she had cards to and another one from the mysterious stranger:
Ms. Swan,
Our exquisite mayor has returned from her "convention". Have you learned where she's returning from? If not I encourage you to click the link below.
He left another link to what Emma assumed was another pornography site. This time she clicked it, figuring since Henry was no longer there she could "research" it without consequences. Taking a deep cleansing breath she opened her eyes, as she had closed them beforehand, and what she saw shook her.
There was a long haired redhead, which she could tell was not her real hair, riding a tan, muscular, sandy haired man like she was in the Kentucky Derby with her back to the camera. Emma reluctantly continued to watch the woman, entranced by her flawless deep olive skin. She has to go to a tanning salon , Emma thought to herself. Three agonizing minutes of watching the camera began slowly moving to get a side view as the couple got into the spooning position as the man resumed screwing the woman. As soon as the camera stopped traveling Emma immediately recognized the woman, the dark eyes and ruby red lips were those of one Regina Mills!
Holy shit! What the hell?! I don't understand. What is this? Why is the mayor in a porn? It certainly can't be for money, she has plenty of that. When the video started Emma became aroused but once she saw who the woman was the evidence of her arousal made itself impossible to ignore. Her boyshorts were soaked. She slammed her laptop shut not believing what she just witnessed. Well shit, I'm not gonna be able to get to sleep tonight without 'taking care of business'.
The town sheriff left her laptop on the ottoman, gathered the dirty dishes from her dinner, rinsed them and placed them anywhere there was room left in the dishwasher.
Wearily climbing the flight of stairs Emma felt the wetness in her boyshorts rubbing against her nether lips. Groaning in frustration and arousal she finally made it to her expansive bedroom. She strips her clothes off, a white tank top, figure hugging blue jeans are tossed toward the laundry basket next to her dresser and misses it by a couple of inches. Swiftly grabbing an old Metallica band shirt a couple sizes too big she slides it over wavy blonde hair as it settles on ivory shoulders. As she crosses the spacious room she contemplates, I get horny watching porn sure but I'm so incredibly wet, more so than usual. This is when I miss having a boyfriend......or girlfriend for that matter. Well I guess I have to do what I have to do in order to get to sleep.
Briefly stopping at her chest of drawers she reaches her lithe hand into the bottom drawer on the right hand side, digging to the back she finds what she's searching for. Continuing her walk to her bed she shuts the lights off save for the bedside table lamp and settles into bed with her toys next to her. She lays there attempting to will her desire away struggling to do so her hand wanders it's way to her underwear hesitating to finish it's delectable journey. Screw it. Throwing the light sheet off to the side she draws her navy blue underwear off, setting them aside and grabs the first toy, a neon pink rabbit vibrator. Deciding to add some "visual stimulation" she leaps up from her king size bed, still pantiless, and she races down the stairs. Swiping the laptop she runs back to her room and jumps into bed, bouncing a couple of times with her enthusiasm. Laying down Emma opens the electronic device on her flat stomach finding she has left on the previous video, she closes the tab and opens her email and clicks on the first video.
This time she notices it has two women in it, no men appearing, causing her arousal to increase tenfold. The blonde snatches the other toy she has to her right and opens a square black bag pulling out a red bullet immediately putting it together. Reaching for the vibrator she runs it through her folds coating it in her natural lubrication. Once she was satisfied with her preparation the blonde placed it at her entrance all the while her jade eyes glued to the screen. Slowly pressing the silicone appendage into her tight, dripping channel until it reached the hilt she released a guttural moan releasing the deep breath she was holding, her eyes closing partway, "Fuuuuuck....". Hearing the erotic sounds coming from the laptop her eyes shot open. I can't..... I just can't! I'm gonna go take a cold shower, hopefully that will help. Clamping the laptop closed and setting aside she slowly pulled the vibrator out of her velvety opening and sat up flinging her legs onto the floor and made her way to the bathroom with her used toy in her hand.
After drying herself off Emma tucked the towel in at her breasts, fetching the newly washed vibrator she put it back in it's usual place and climbed back in bed. Lying in the dark the town sheriff replayed what she saw of the video over and over in her befuddled mind, Should I confront Regina or just wait for her to talk to me? Why am I so turned on, she's Henry's other mother for God's sake! She tossed and turned all night until she fell asleep from pure exhaustion.
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Regina was standing in front of the stove in her restaurant worthy kitchen glass of deep red wine in a wine flute grasped firmly in her well manicured hand. How DARE that insane man for trying to blackmail me!
"Mom?" A little voice chirped from the stairs breaking her vengeful thoughts.
"MOM ARE YOU IN THE KITCHEN?" The voice bellowed coming ever closer.
One of the brunette's pet peeves was unnecessary shouting, stemming from the days when her mother would shout at her claiming she was just trying to get a point through to Regina, hence why it was her pet peeve. Waiting for the boy to make his appearance she propped her free hand on a shapely hip. When the preteen finally arrived she scolded, "Henry Daniel Mills! How many times have I told you not to shout? Last warning !" She shot a heated gaze directed in Henry's line of sight.
"Woah mom, you don't have to middle name me. I'll try not to do it again." He flashed those familiar jade puppy dog eyes at her in apology.
Letting out a deep sigh Regina immediately forgave him, as usual. "You better not. Now, what were you bellowing at me for?"
A little forehead crinkled as the boy quickly tried to remember, "Oh yeah, are we still gonna go to breakfast with Emma tomorrow? I just want to know exactly how early I need to get up."
Crap! I forgot about the family breakfast, Emma's superpower will definitely be pinging if she even looks at me! "I don't know Henry, I might just drop you off so I can get to work early. I'm so behind."
As disappointment thundered across the well known pale skin he questioned, "Where do you go every other weekend? Maybe that's why you're so behind."
The mayor's mind was racing in an attempt to retrieve an acceptable lie. Just as she was opening her plump dark red lips she smelled the beginnings of the dinner burning, "Cra....crud!" Spinning around to the chicken cordon bleu in the oven she slammed her wine down causing some to slosh over the rim and wrenched the door open.
"🎶You almost said a bad word🎶" The boy cautiously teased.
"Henry! Not now, please!" Regina snapped, getting flustered for the second time that day.
A weak reply came like a whisper, "I'm sorry, can I help with anything?"
Deeply regretting her last reaction she turned in the direction of the no-longer-that-small boy, giving him the best smile she could muster up at that point in the day. "No, I'm sorry Henry. I shouldn't have reacted that way." She cupped the face of her son. "Forgive me?"
"Always mom, always," he answered, hugging her middle he closed his eyes and squeezed.
"How about you go set the table? The dinner is not ruined so that's all that needs to be done." Receiving an enthusiastic nod she shooed him to the dining room where they only ate dinner. Breakfast and lunch was eaten at the kitchen table.
Once they had finished their meal Regina sent Henry back to his room with instructions to do his homework then he was free to read, play video games or watch tv until his bedtime at 9:30. In the meantime the brunette was in her study trying to find a way to find out who the local man was and how she could get him to keep her secret without having to sleep with him. There was a quiet knock on her heavy wooden door that drew her attention away from her troubling thoughts.
Glancing at the grandfather clock on the wooden mantle above the large fireplace, noticing it read 9:25 she said, "Yes Henry?"
The chestnut haired boy stepped into the room and saw the worry on his mother's face, "What's wrong mom?"
Touched by her son's concern she grinned at him, "Nothing for you to worry about dear. Did you need something or are you just here to tell me that you were going to bed?"
He accepted her answer but kept the interaction in the back of his mind, "Yeah, I'm gonna go to sleep. Have you changed your mind about breakfast tomorrow?"
"I'm going to have to skip it this time. I'm so sorry Henry but I really do need to catch up with my paperwork," she said convincingly enough for the boy to stop questioning her.
"Alright," was all he replied with. Walking all the way to his mom he outstretched his arms for his mother to pull him tightly into an embrace.
She kissed the top of his head then released the boy. "Goodnight Henry." Flashing him a loving smile she quickly added, "Would you like me to tuck you in?"
"Mom, I'm12, I don't need to get tucked in. I know you like to do it but you don't have to do it every night." He returned the smile, turned on his heels and went on his way to his room.
Oh my goodness, when did he grow up? Regina contemplated, her eyes watery with tears.
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Sexually frustrated, Emma flung Granny's diner door open causing the bells to clang instead of their usual soft ring, and flounced into a corner booth.
"Hi there Em, your usual?" Ruby, the tall lanky wolf with long brown hair striped with red color, inquired as she chewed her gum.
Sending a weak smile the sheriff answered, "Nah, I'm just gonna wait for Regina and Henry before we order, thanks though."
Noticing that the blonde was troubled the waitress sat across from the previous woman and grabbed her hand gently giving it a squeeze, "You can talk to me ya know. About anything, I won't say a word to anyone."
"I appreciate it but I need to figure some stuff out before I say anything to anyone." Squeezing her friend's hand back.
A loud voice was heard coming from the kitchen, "Ruby, quit harassing the sheriff and get back to work!"
Rolling her aquamarine eyes the slender brunette huffed then looked back to her friend, "Alright but you know I'm always here for you to talk to if you ever feel like it," she said while giving another small squeeze then got up. "Do you at least want some coffee?"
"Sure Red, with that hazelnut stuff please."
A few minutes later Henry stomped into the diner and kept stomping his way to where Emma was sitting and grumbled as help plopped down, "Mom isn't coming in, she says she has a ton of paperwork."
"Yeah, I would imagine she does, seeing as how she's gone on the weekends," Emma replied annoyed by the fact that she can't get some answers and get the images from the adult film out of her head.
Sitting there watching his mother with an odd expression on her face he asked, concerned, "Are you alright ma?"
"Huh? Oh yeah....yeah I'm fine." The blonde answered shaking the explicit thoughts from her brain. "So what do you want to eat?"
After walking her son to the school bus stop Emma jumped in "The Beast" and drove to the station. She had a city council meeting at 2pm with the object that's been occupying her attention and she plans on cornering her, questioning her after everyone has left.
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Tapping long perfectly manicured nails on her dark wooden desk, Regina contemplated what to do about her situation. I should just tell Emma. I need her help to figure out how to get out of this mess! I'll talk to her after the meeting.
As she was trying to come up with what to say, Julia buzzed her. "Yes Julia?" Regina greeted.
"Mayor Mills I have that man on the phone again. He's wanting to speak with you, should I put him through?" The woman tentatively relayed, her voice trembling.
Taking in a deep breath the brunette blew it out quickly and replied, "Yes, put the cretin through please, thank you Julia."
Ideas flashed in her mind and she knew what she had to do. The phone rang shrilly, she picked it up and said in her most intimidating mayorily tone, "Mayor Mills, how may I help you?"
"My, my are we trying to scare me? Well it won't work!" he all but yelled from the other end of the phone.
"Not at all. What do you want?" Regina demanded, frustrated and scared even though she would never admit it.
A devious chuckle was heard. "I have the details of my plan for you."
A long silence stretched between her and the man. She could hear him breathing. "Well? Are you going to share with the class?" Her sarcasm is thickly expelled at the evil man.
"Tsk, tsk Madam Mayor, I'd be a little nicer if I were you. Meet me at the hotel on the outskirts of Bangor next weekend, I'll give the address to your secretary. Oh, and wear something.....sexy underneath your clothes and an overnight bag. I'm going to do very sinful things to you and your glorious body." Another devilish laugh was heard.
"What? Who the hell do you think you ar...." A long tone greeted her before she could finish her sentence.
Glancing at the clock it said noon, I'm not going to be able to get anything done until I speak with Emma.