It's Easy If Planned 3

Victim Two - Sweet Jessica A Vision Of Desire - Part 1 P/Read - t's Easy If Planned /It's Easy If Planned 2 First

You can't believe your luck when you see her walk into the Lyden Coffee Shop. She's even more breathtaking up close, her presence commanding attention in the small space. You watch as she chats with a friend, her laughter ringing out amidst the clinking of spoons and coffee cups.

Her beauty is like a punch to the gut. Her red hair cascades down her back in waves, framing her delicate features perfectly. Her emerald green eyes are filled with an innocence. Standing at 5'6", she's taller than most women her age, giving her a sense of confidence that's both alluring and intimidating.

Her body is lean and toned, a testament to hours spent in the gym or running along the beach. Her legs go on forever, ending in a pair of high-heeled sandals that emphasize her long legs. Her breasts are small but perky, perfectly complementing her figure. There's an undeniable allure about her. At I guess around 22 maybe 23 years old, Jessica exudes a vulnerability that's impossible to resist.

After she leaves, you approach the waitress who served her, curiosity getting the better of you. "Who was that girl with the red hair?" You ask casually, feigning nonchalance.

The waitress smiles knowingly. "Oh, you mean Jessica? She's quite a character. Beautiful too, if you ask me." Looking at me she says, She comes in almost every day.

You nod, pretending to be uninterested. But inside, you're already planning your next move.

Sitting in the shadowed booth of the diner across from the Lyden Coffee Shop, you lift your steaming mug to your lips, sipping the rich brew as you watch Jessica through the window. It's been a week now since you first noticed her and started to learn everything about her. She's always alone, always engrossed in a book while she savors her latte, unaware of the attention she draws.

Today her style is eclectic - ripped jeans tucked into worn combat boots, a cropped sweater showing off a hint of midriff, and a leather jacket slung over the back of her chair. She carries a vintage satchel that looks like it's seen better days, but it adds to her charisma. You've watched her flip through the pages of dusty tomes and tattered paperbacks, her brows furrowed in concentration, or a smile playing at her lips as she loses herself in the story.

You've been careful not to let her notice your attention, not yet at least. You want to learn more about this intriguing creature before making a move. Besides, you have a feeling she might be a bit of a wildcat - best to approach cautiously. You signal for the waitress to bring you another coffee, settling back to watch her through the window, a slow smile spreading across your face as you plan your next move. It's time to find out where she lives.

You settle your bill and wait patiently, watching as Jessica finishes her latte and gathers her things. She slings her satchel over her shoulder and strides out of the coffee shop, her red hair bouncing with each step. You give her a few moments head start before rising from your seat and casually making your way out onto the sidewalk, keeping a discreet distance as you follow.

The girl seems oblivious to your presence, her nose buried in the book she pulled from her bag as she walks. She takes a right at the corner, then a left two blocks later, winding through the eclectic streets of this artsy neighborhood. You've never been in this part of town before, but you're grateful for the maze of alleys and side streets that provide ample cover as you tail her.

As you round yet another corner, you see her pause in front of a quaint little house, its facade overgrown with ivy and climbing roses. She fumbles with her keys for a moment before disappearing inside, the door clicking shut behind her with a decisive snap. You're left standing on the sidewalk, your heart pounding in your chest as you stare at the house, wondering what secrets lie within those walls.

You take a seat on a bench across the street from the girl's house, positioning yourself in the shadow of a large oak tree that provides ample cover. You settle in for what could be a long wait, your eyes never leaving the front door. Two hours pass, the sun arcing across the sky before dipping below the horizon, and still, no one else has entered or exited the house. You're starting to wonder if she lives alone when you notice a light flick on in an upstairs window - a soft, warm glow that spills out onto the street.

Just as you're about to give up and head home, the front door creaks open. Jessica steps out onto the porch, a shawl draped around her shoulders and a glass of wine in her hand. She settles into a rocking chair, tilting her face up to the moon as she takes a sip. You watch, captivated, as she loses herself in thought, her eyes distant and unfocused.

It's not long before she's interrupted, though. A figure steps out of the shadows, moving silently up the porch stairs to stand beside her chair. You lean forward, squinting in an attempt to make out their features, but they're too far away. All you can tell is that they're tall, with broad shoulders that fill out a dark jacket. The girl starts at their approach, but a smile soon spreads across her face. She reaches out to take the stranger's hand, and they help her to her feet. They share a glance before disappearing into the house, the door slamming shut behind them.

You sit there for a moment longer, your heart racing as you try to process what you've just seen. The girl has a visitor, and judging by their body language, it's someone she's familiar with. You rise from the bench, stretching your legs before setting off down the street, intent on returning to your home - you have to know more about this mysterious figure so you plan to follow him next.

Your determination only grows as the days pass. You notice that the stranger always arrives around dusk and leaves before dawn, always on foot. You decide that tonight, you'll follow him once he leaves the girl's house. You prepare yourself, making sure to stay in the shadows and keep a safe distance, but close enough to keep track of his movements.

As you wait, you see the lights go out in the girl's house and the front door creak open. The stranger emerges, his form silhouetted against the soft glow spilling out onto the porch. He pauses for a moment, looking up and down the street before setting off at a brisk pace. You follow him, keeping your distance but keeping him in sight.

You lose him for a moment as he ducks into an alleyway, but you pick up his trail again once he reemerges on the other side. He moves swiftly, his long strides eating up the pavement between them.

Eventually, you find yourself outside a run-down bar on the outskirts of town. The stranger ducks inside, disappearing from view. You take a moment to look around, then make your way inside, hoping to get a better look at who this mystery man is.

The interior of the bar is dimly lit, smoky, and filled with the sound of raucous laughter and clinking glasses. You scan the room, searching for any sign of the stranger. And then you see him, sitting at a table in the back corner, nursing a glass of whiskey. He's tall, broad shouldered, and muscular, with a rugged, unshaven face that exudes confidence and danger. His eyes flick up to meet yours for just a moment before he looks away, lost in thought.

You approach the bar, ordering a drink to buy yourself some time to think. You can't shake the feeling that there's something not quite right about this situation. The stranger is clearly involved with Jessica, but there's an edge to him that makes you uneasy. One thing is certain - you won't be able to make a move on Jessica until you find out more about this stranger. And then out of nowhere you get a break. A woman joins the stranger at his table and you over hear there conversation.

The revelation hits you like a ton of bricks. The stranger is married. And not only that, but he's having an affair with Jessica who you've been watching for so long.That must be why he always visits at night. Interesting how do you use this to your advantage if you're right in your deductions.

After two more days of watching them both you decide to go ahead with your plan. Your going to use blackmail to position them where you want them. This way the stranger is taken completely out of the picture for at least six hours leaving enough time for you to dominate and rape Jessica.You harden at the thought of having her under you breaking her emotionally mentally spiritually and physically.

At the Lyden Coffee Shop you give a note to the waitress who gave you Jessica's name and ask her if she could please give this note to her. The waitress smiling takes the note from you saying no problem.The note says phone me or everyone will know about your nightly visits I leave a number.

After giving the note to the waitress, you can't help but feel a mixture of anticipation and anxiety. You've taken a dangerous step by deciding to use blackmail to only position them both. But the plan is so simple you know it's going to work.

As the days pass, you find yourself checking your phone obsessively, waiting for it to ring. Finally, after what feels like an eternity, your phone buzzes with an incoming call. Your heart races as you answer.

"Who is this?" a female voice asks, sounding nervous. It's Jessica.

"Never mind who I am. Listen and do exactly what I tell you." You wait for her response.

"Okay." She replies nervously.

"Tomorrow I will call you and give you instructions. You will follow them exactly as I tell you and you will go to the destination alone. Is that understood? If you do not obey these instructions I will use what I have on you and your nightly friend." You wait for her response.

"Okay I'll do what you want."

You end the call, feeling a sense of power wash over you. She knows exactly what you want to see her about. You've got her right where you want her - scared, alone, and dependent on your mercy. But you think be careful not to push her too far; otherwise, she might just fight back harder than you expect. You never know. But for now you hold all the cards.

The following morning you phone the Heavenly Lodge from a call box and book a room for the night in Jessica's name. You then give a homeless guy you find loitering outside the Heavenly Lodge money for the room with a tip to go inside and pay the bill and to tell them that Jessica will give them the necessary details when she collects the key. He comes out five minutes later and gives you a receipt made out to Jessica.

With the room booked and paid for with absolutely no trace back to you that matters you feel alot better.

Looking at your watch you decide on making the call to Jessica at 8 pm tonight. With time to kill you decide to have a Capicino at Lyden Coffee.

You watch as Jessica walks into the coffee shop, She's dressed in a way that accentuates her curves, the short pants and revealing top showing off her toned legs and flat stomach. Her hair is perfectly coiffed, the red locks framing her face beautifully.

You take a deep breath as you imagine laying between those beautiful legs your tongue and mouth eating her, your tongue fucking her. How warm her body's going to feel around your cock deep inside her.

You take a sip of your cappuccino, letting it linger on your tongue as you watch her approach the counter. She's oblivious to your presence.

You watch as Jessica finishes her latte and leaves the coffee shop, your eyes following her as she walks out the door. You take a moment to appreciate her body, admiring the sway of her hips and the way her small breasts move within her top.

Five minutes later, you leave the coffee shop, heading home. The anticipation of what's to come is palpable, a sense of power coursing through your veins. You know that Jessica is now fully within your grasp, and the thought of it sends shivers down your spine.

As you walk down the street, you can't help but wonder what she'll do when she finds you at the one place she never expected. Will she crumble under the pressure, or will she fight back? Only time will tell.

You double-check that you have your cap and gloves in your pockets before leaving for the park across the road from Jessica's house. It's 7:30 as you walk towards the park, the cool air sending shivers down your spine.

You take a moment to collect yourself, steadying yourself as you prepare for what's to come. You know that this is the moment of truth, the moment when you'll finally have all the power. All the week's of work. You can almost taste the fear and terror your going to cause her on your tongue.

As you near Jessica's house, you slip into the shadows, and sit on your favourite bench while noticing the light on in the top room of her house.

You pull out your phone and dial Jessica's number, taking a deep breath before speaking. When she answers, you calmly tell her to go to the Heavenly Lodge and show them her ID. You explain that there is a booked and paid for room under her name, she needs to retrieve her key and go up to the room. You tell her to wait for you.

You warn her again about the consequences of not following your instructions, and that she must come alone your voice cold and calculated. You know she's scared, but you also know that fear is what's going to keep her in line.

As you hang up the phone, you can't help but feel a sense of satisfaction. All your work and planning is paying off. It's working perfectly. Now all that's left is the last step of your plan to making all your dark desires for Jessica real.

Putting your phone back into your pocket you then take your 9 mm out at check it. Across the road Jessica's front door opens and she comes out, locking the front door she sets off for the Heavenly Lodge. I give her 10 minutes and then crossing the road I make my way to the back of her house while pulling my cap low over my eyes. Putting my gloves on I start looking for a way into her house.

You locate a window that's not locked properly and force it open, carefully climbing inside Jessica's house. Once inside, you close the window and slowly begin to explore the house.

You move through the darkness, your senses heightened as you search for any signs of movement or occupation. It's eerily quiet, and you can't help but feel a sense of foreboding.

After searching for several minutes, you're relieved to discover that the house appears to be empty. You take a moment to catch your breath, your heart racing from the adrenaline rush of breaking into her house.

Going from room to room you finally sit down on her bed and look around. You can smell her and it's intoxicating your lust and desire for her is at its peak, you can't wait to get your hands on her. Licking your lips you stand up and pick up a photo album. Glancing through it you freeze staring at you is a family picture and in the picture is your stranger. The stranger is Jessica's father. What the fuck is going on you think to yourself. Taking the picture out of the album you put it in your pocket. Walking to the window you look down at the road. Your in the room that's light is always on upstairs, Jessica's bedroom.

You pull out your phone and dial Jessica's number, trying to keep your voice steady as you lie to her. You tell her that something's come up, and you won't be able to make it to the meeting.

As you hang up, you pull on your balaclava, ensuring that your identity remains hidden. It's time to prepare for her arrival.

As soon as Jessica walks through the door, you spring into action, grabbing her before she has a chance to react. You pin her arms behind her back and force her onto the ground, making sure she knows who's in control.

She struggles against you, trying to fight back, but you're too strong for her. You maintain your grip on her wrists, holding them firmly together as you lean in close.

Your hand moves quickly to the small of Jessica's back, pushing her towards her bedroom. You keep your gun trained on her head as she stumbles forward, fear in her eyes.

Once inside her bedroom, you push her onto the bed roughly, still holding the gun to her temple.

Taking the picture out of your pocket you throw it on the bed and ask her," what's going on between her and her father?"

Part- 4 to follow soon