A ring of the doorbell

It was just as Karen had thought - at this point, it was either let Billy recover, so he could be a useful worker again and offer her a good, satisfying fight down the road… Or cut him loose, publish her video of that humiliating seminar, and squeeze the last bits of fun out of him before moving on. Save him, or ruin him. And as she stared down at him, despite not quite being her original plan, she knew what she wanted to do. What would feel the most rewarding for her. She was going to-

Her thoughts were interrupted by the ring of the doorbell.

Interesting, she thought. Karen didn’t get many uninvited visitors. Outside of expected arrivals, like guests at a dinner party she’d arranged, or someone coming to do work for her, that doorbell almost never rang. Even the local salespeople had long ago learned how she would snap at them, and quietly taken her off their route lists. It had taken a while to get all of them, as some had toughed it out for a chance to get an up-close look at her gorgeous body and the shot to sell something to a real rich bitch, but eventually even they had stopped trying.

Karen didn’t like surprises. With a final glance at Billy’s sleeping, slumped body, she turned and walked down the stairs to answer the door. Clearly, he could wait.

Karen opened her front door wide, standing confidently in the door frame, with an intimidating glare on her face. When she saw who was standing there, her glare only deepened.

It was Anna. Billy’s sister.

Karen hated this young, nerdy bitch. Heather’s other perfect brat. Obsessed with studies and following rules. Always trying to one-up her Selena. Karen knew Anna to be shy on the outside, but annoyingly arrogant on the inside, always thinking she knew better than people.

“Karen, right?” Anna asked, looking up into the irritated blue eyes of the beautiful milf standing in the door. Anna’s expression was nothing but confidence and glittering intrigue.

Karen raised an eyebrow. Huh. Maybe she wasn’t shy on the outside. Was that just some kind of act she put on at the school? It wouldn’t surprise Karen to learn that Anna acted whatever part got her on the teachers’ good sides. Always getting picked to represent the school at competitions, instead of Selena. How perfectly irritating.

For Anna’s part, there was a clear anticipation brewing inside of her. A gleam in her eye. Anna was here on a mission. After what Billy had told her, she just couldn’t help herself from conducting a little… Field research.

She HAD to speak to Karen. It was all too hilarious, too hot, too interesting, to leave what she’d heard about as just a story. She needed more.

Anna and her mom knocking out Billy was easy to explain. They were naturals, simple as that. But how had this 40-something rich bitch taken him out just as easily? Billy had explained what Karen did in the fight, slowing him down and obstructing his breathing… But Anna needed even more detail. She needed to know how Karen, of all people, had knocked out her older brother. And she needed to know why Karen hadn’t already bragged about it to everyone who would listen, when that was much more in line with her personality as Anna knew it from their brief interactions.

Of course, Anna had no idea that her older brother was in this house right now, slumped against the wall just at the top of the stairs - sleeping peacefully when he should have been working. Hell, Anna didn’t even know that her brother had BEEN working for Karen. As far as she knew, this bitch just knocked out her big bro at a boxing seminar a short while back, then DIDN’T brag about it to everyone. And Karen seemed to brag about everything.

“May I come in?” Anna asked, politely. An innocent, well-meaning look on her face that contrasted Karen’s hostility.

Karen almost turned her away, just because it would feel good to deny her. To send Anna away without getting what she wanted for once. Karen wasn’t like those susceptible teachers at the school. She saw Anna for the brat she really was.

But Karen didn’t turn her away. She was curious what this girl wanted. Getting more information might allow her to deny Anna even further, down the line. Turning her away at the door would be a small, simple win. Karen wanted details. She could make anyone cry if she had enough details.

Besides, she didn’t feel much of a threat from the short young nerd. Karen had knocked this annoying bitch’s big brother out cold, broken his body so badly he couldn’t even carry some fucking boxes up the stairs, and she doubted Anna could’ve done something like that. If she overstayed her welcome, Karen would have no difficulty shooing her away.

“Sure,” Karen said, her tone level and passive-aggressive. The two of them stepped inside the gorgeous house, and despite herself, Anna balked.

She could tell it was large from the outside, but damn… The dark woods and richly decorated interior still took her by surprise. Karen was a rich, wealthy bitch.

Karen took some smug satisfaction by the way Heather’s second brat was clearly awestruck by her affluence. She led Anna to the dining room and gestured for her to sit at the table, Karen herself sitting at the head.

Anna took her seat, and Karen stared at her expectantly, truly not sure what in the world Anna could have come here for.

“I’d like to talk to you about my big brother,” Anna said, voice carrying a slightly excited tremble. She’d been thinking about this conversation for almost two days, and she wanted to get it exactly right. “His name’s Billy. You remember him, right? He’s the boxer.”

Karen laughed. Clearly, this young know-it-all didn’t know of her brother’s current… Situation, with Karen. That he was her servant. That he had been coming here for almost a month. That he was here right now, sleeping just at the top of the stairs.

“Oh, yes, I remember him,” Karen smiled. “What exactly did you want to talk about, Anna?”

“The boxing seminar he was running,” Anna said, her lips growing a bit dry and that shakiness coming out a bit more. “I know you knocked him out. He told me everything. If you don’t mind, I have a few follow-up questions.”

Now Karen understood. A smug smile spread across her face. Heather’s second brat must have been investigating her older brother’s first ever loss, trying to understand how her “invincible” sibling had finally been taken out. How Karen had done the impossible. The poor young girl was probably tossing and turning, having nightmares, now that she knew her strong older brother wasn’t unstoppable after all. That he couldn’t protect her from everyone. That the big, scary, mean Karen had crushed him in the boxing ring.

Although… Karen was surprised that Billy would have told his family. Did Heather know? She hoped so, but she would have expected to hear from her if she did. And it was strange that Anna only chose to confront her now, so long after Karen’s victory. Besides, there was something off about her demeanor…

Maybe there was something more to this. Maybe Anna wanted something other than comfort, reassurance. Maybe she didn’t just want to hear about how her big brother had gotten unlucky, hadn’t been trying, that he should have won.

But then, what did this brat want?

Karen’s curiosity was officially piqued. It seemed this could go in any number of ways, and she was excited about the prospects of all of them. Humiliating Billy by spilling the full truth… Or sending Anna spiralling, with some clever, well-placed lies about her older brother… Protecting her sleepy young worker, making Anna look like an idiot… Convincing Anna to do something she really, really shouldn’t… So many options. The irritating nerd had walked right into Karen’s clutches, and if the milf played her hand right, she could decide the futures of both of Heather’s brats. Their fates were in her hands.

Oh, yes. This was going to be good.

“Ask away,” Karen said, a smug smile forming across her face. She crossed her arms and leaned back, waiting for Anna’s first question.