The Rights:

Simone’s Notes:

In the Bible, Tamar was the daughter-in-law of Judah. She was married to his, eldest son, Er, (Gen. 38:6). After her husband's death, Tamar was married to Onan, his brother (8). On his death, Judah promised to her that his third son, Shelah, would become her husband. When this promise was not fulfilled, Tamar disguised herself as a temple prostitute and offered herself to her father-in-law Judah. She claimed his staff, signet and cloak as pledge of payment. From this union, Tamar became pregnant. When Judah accused her of fornication, she produced the staff and signet and identified Judah himself as the father. Tamar had twin sons, Zarah and Pharez (Gen. 38:30). Tamar enabled Judah to have children of non-Canaanite lineage.

Anjia and Rog hit a slight problem in their engagement. It wasn’t second thoughts. It was Rog’s father. Renjito Singh, Rog’s father, was a famous art dealer. He had a taste for the wild life. The man loved to drink, party, and sleep with various randy women. In the past, Renjito saw Anjia as his daughter. But lately, he’s been acting like a leech around her. The man stares at her like his hasn’t eaten in months, makes perverse commits to her when his son wasn’t around, and drops dirty hints around Anjia. The nurse complained to her fiancée about the problem. At first, Rog told her that it was all in her head. But then in time, he started to see how his father acted around his future daughter-in-law. This was a serious problem in deed.

Anjia came by the garden again in the evening. She found Rog looking into the garden pond. The nurse walked over to her fiancée and stood by him. They looked at each other but said nothing. What could they say? Anjia and Rog looked at the water again. “So,” Rog spoke up at last. “Dad thinks you’re hot.” “Yeah,” his future wife said. Silence passed. “So what are we going to do?” Rog asked aloud. “Dunno.” Anjia replied with a shrug. Her fiancée shrugged back. Another silence passed over them.

Then, an idea came to Anjia. She smirked devilishly to herself. Rog looked up and saw her expression. He rightfully became nervous. “Anj,” he spoke up. “What are you plotting?” His future turned to face him grinning like Satan himself. “I just found a way to solve are little problem!” she replied with mischief. Her future husband became nervous at that statement. “What do you plan to do?” he asked. The nurse said nothing but stepped forward. “You’ll see!” she said at last. “You’ll see!”

Anjia had her plot already to go. She just needed to pick up a few things. The nurse went by the music store and bought herself a tape recorder and a couple of blank tapes. Then, Anjia went back home and typed up an official document and printed it out. The nurse smiled at every single word on the paper. She knew Renjito too well. He was sharp with deals and young ladies. The man would always try to pull a fast one over a woman in order to have her in bed with him. Well, he wasn’t getting this hot fox! She was determined to beat him at his own game. Now all Anjia had to do was dress the part and set the bait!

Renjito was at the bar as usual on Friday Nights with his pals. That was his ritual after his wife died. The man hoped to pick another bird and take her home for the night. But tonight, would change him for the rest of his life. It all started with a simple phone call. The art dealer felt his phone ringing in his pocket as he talked to his friends. “Hold on guys,” he said. “I’ve got a call coming in!” Then, Renjito reached in his pocket and pulled out his phone. He opened it and answered it quickly. “Hello?” he asked. “Are you Renjito Singh?” Anjia asked sounding like an excited little fan. “Yes,” the man answered trying to sound like a gentleman. “Why do you ask miss?” “I am a huge fan of yours!” Anjia chirped out. “I really love your work!” Renjito began was smiling to himself in lusty pride. “Why thanks!” he called out trying to be polite. “Tell me, how old are you?” The nurse pretended to act all flushed. “Oh, Singh-san!” she called out coyly. “You don’t ask a woman her age!!!!” The art dealer grinned to himself. “My apologies.” he said gracefully. Anjia smiled to herself. “Hey listen,” the art dealer spoke again. “I really went to meet you! Where can I see you?” The nurse smiled to herself like a hunter whose trap was going well. “At the Persian Hotel!” she answered. “I’ll be in Room 322.” “Great!” Renjito replied. “I’ll see you in twenty minutes!” Then, he hung up his cell phone. His friends looked at him as he grinned to himself. “Well boys,” the art dealer called out. “I must depart from you! I have another date!” His friends grinned in smugness at him. “Have a good night!” one of them called. “Sure well!” Renjito called back. Then he rose to his feet and left the bar.

Anjia hung up the pay phone in the booth. All was going according to plan! The nurse left the payphone across the street from the bar and took a shortcut to the Persian Hotel. Lucky she knew Renjito’s cell phone number too well. That was almost too easy. Now for phase two of the plan. The nurse made it to the Persian Hotel fifteen minutes before Renjito did. She checked into room 322 and began to set up. Anjia stripped down to her lacy black and red bra and panties. She put on a matching skirt that covered her lovely arse and little black kitten heels. The nurse took her hair down and combed it through. She put on red lipstick, pale gold eye shadow, and a little bit of blush. Anj already had her nails done earlier today. She set up the tape recorder to a well-hidden place and stuck a blank tape inside. Anjia then set the document and pen on the mahogany desk. She tied silk scarves around the bed posts tightly. The nurse also lit the pink candles gracefully.

The nurse looked around the room one last time. The trap was set and perfect. Now all that was missing was the prey! Anjia waited for about a good ten minutes. She sat on the bed smiling to herself. All was going according to plan. Then, a knock came on the door. “He’s here!” she thought. Then, the nurse rose to her feet and tied the scarves around her lovely wrists. Anjia looked at the door. “It’s open!” she called out in that fan girl voice she had earlier. The door slowly opened. The nurse turned back to the bed. Renjito walked into the room impression. He saw Anjia and smiled to himself lustfully. “Hello there!” he called out. The nurse slowly turned to him seductively. The art dealer was pleasantly surprised to see his future daughter-in-law.

“Anjia?” he asked in aroused shock. “What are you doing here?” The nurse smiled at her prey. “Isn’t it obvious?” she asked in a yearning tone. “I came here for you!” Renjito smiled in delicious delight. “Really now?” he asked. Anjia nodded why a sexy pout. That made the art dealer even more excited. “What does my princess want tonight?” he asked. Anj batted her curly eyelashes at him. “Why do you untie me and let me show you?” she asked like a hunter seducing its prey into its deadly trap. That was the moment the trap was sprung into action. Renjito rushed over to his thought-be prey and untied her in a rush. The nurse let himself fall backwards into his arms. The art dealer pushed his future daughter-in-law back onto the bed. He quickly climbed on top of her and grinned.

The pair began kissing passionately. Renjito was enjoying every second of the pseudo-passion. Anjia slipped her hand over to the tape recorder and hit record. “Now to act!” she thought. The nurse quickly pushed her future father-in-law off of her and climbed on top. The art dealer was caught off guard by this sudden aggregation. “Hey!” he yelled. “What the hell are you doing?” His future daughter-in-law smiled at him. “Before we do this,” she spoke up. “I need you to sign a document for me!” This was news to Renjito! “WHAT?!?” he yelled out in shock. Anj didn’t say a word. She just got up, walked over to the desk, and picked up her document and pen. She handed it right to the art dealer. “Read, sign, and weep!” the hunter called out. Renjito read every single word on that sheet of paper. The nurse just loved the look of shock on his face. “You want me to leave you and Rog alone until the wedding?!?” her future father-in-law asked aloud in shook. Anj nodded seriously. “NO WAY!!!” he yelled out. “Fine!” the nurse replied. “No signature, no sex!”

Renjito found himself caught in a trap. This had never happened to him before. No woman had ever tried to overpower him and demanded anything from him that would damage his bad boy image. “What just happened?” he thought in shock. “How did this happen?” What could he do? The art dealer had clearly met his match! Anjia smiled to herself in dirty joy. “Got him!” she thought. At long last, the future father-in-law sighed in despair. “Fine!” he called out. “I’ll sign it!” Anjia smiled at him. “Good choice!” she said to him. Then, the nurse handed him the pen and the man signed away his rights to his lusty treasure. When he was done, Anjia read the signature to herself. She smiled in satisfaction. “Good!” she replied. “Now how shall I pleasure you?” Renjito rolled his eyes. “Anyway you like!” he replied. The nurse smiled at him kindly. “Right decision!” she replied. Then, she leapt onto the bed and crawled on top of him. The nurse slowly undid his pants and slid them down. The art dealer felt a mix f disgust and delight. Once his future daughter-in-law got his pants and boxers off, she took his cock into her mouth. Anj began slowly sucking on him. Renjito began moaning in delight.

This mouth hug lasted for a good ten minutes. The art dealer came in a hard rush into her mouth. Anjia sat up smiling. She swallowed his fluids as Renjito began slowly falling asleep. The nurse smiled at her finished work. “Perfect!” she thought. Then, the future daughter-in-law rose to her feet, stopped the tape recorder, gathered up her things, and began heading to the door. She turned back to the sleeping wild man. “Good night, you old dog,” she whispered. “If you try to pull a fast one on me, I’ve got the proof to back it up!” Then, Anjia left the room with the door slamming shut! The problem was now solved!