For the second day in a row you wake up next to your girlfriend

Rather than sleeping adorably she's rolled onto her side and is trying to spoon you whilst snoring. You unstick yourself from her grip and try to sneak out but you don't manage it without her waking up.

“Aww come back I was enjoying being the big spoon.”

“Pfft don't get used to it. Anyway I'm hitting the gym before we see mum, do you want to come or are you still out of commission?” You can't hide your smile as you finish your sentence.

“Bitch don't even st- start.” She rolls out of bed with you and you see a definite wince on her face as she takes her first few steps.

“Maybe I'm not 100% yet but I'm not going to sit around all day, fuck it let's go I'll just do some weights.”

You organise to meet her there having to go down to your room to grab your clothes. You squeeze into an old pair of tights but it's pretty obvious with last week's gains that you were finding most of your clothes a little tight.

You go to take a step and you feel it, one deep squat and the stitching is gonna tear.

You shrug to no one in particular. “Guess I'm going shopping after mum's today.” you leave, taking deliberately smaller steps than usual.

Despite the tightness of your pants, you make it there with no issues. You have a quick look around and decide that the safest option is either a row or ski. You jump on the ski erg and get into a slow rhythm.

“What the actual fuck is this, are those painted on?” you don't even bother turning around to address your girlfriend, you just wiggle your ass and keep skiing.

There's a short pause and you think “she must be thinking of what to sa-” *SMACK* You feel the sting from both your asscheeks as the sound rings out across the gym.

You immediately look up, wondering how many people are now looking but you quickly realise it's a Sunday morning on campus and barely anyone is here, the cardio area is empty and even if the sound carried over to the weights there are like 4 people and none of them even looked over.

You see Scarlett blow you a kiss and walk off, you smile since she's still walking a little gingerly and despite the stinging in your backside you aren't going to let up from your teasing.

You watch her start on one of the shoulder press machines and see your opportunity. You know this is going to be a mostly pointless session but teasing Scarlett is worth way more worthwhile right now. So you grab a dumbbell and move directly into her line of sight and start with some very slow goblet squats, trying to hit depth without tearing your tights.

You catch her face in the mirror and you smile as you see her deliberately looking everywhere except you and this only spurs you on more. You see visible frustration in her face as you add a little butt wiggle at the bottom of the squat. Either finished with the machine or fed up she moves to another machine.

Again you thank the fact that the gym is almost empty because it leaves you plenty of room to pick yourself up and move in front of her again this time doing bent-over rows, with a very wide stance. Even more entertaining is the fact that she requires good posture for her exercise so she's almost **** to look directly at her ass. This time it's your turn to blow her a kiss and she struggles to complete her set at a weight she should be very comfortable with.

In your mind, you can't help but think “Well she started this” as you walk over and continue the teasing.

“Having a real struggle back there aren't you? Must be cause you got worked hard the other day.”

Her initial look is grumpy but it's a poor disguise for her obvious signs of arousal. “Bitch if you don't stop this I'm going to spank you so hard you won't sit for a week.”

“Mmmmm is that a promise? Besides you're the one out of commission right now not me.”

“Issy please, you are making it impossible here, All of yesterday I've been so fucking horny and I'm struggling to concentrate enough just knowing you are walking around in those fucking pants. You were the one who said let's go to the gym so just let me finish and then we can go back to your room and continue this.”

You feel a little bad and can see she's struggling so you let up. The rest of the workout passes quickly and you find you've spent longer than you intended and as a result, you need to quickly get changed and head to your mother's. You finish your warm down and walk over as she's stretching.

“Getting limber for me aye?”

There's a strange look in her eye as she looks up at you. “Yeah, the talk is all great but I've just spent the last hour and a bit trying not to think of how much I want to bury my face in your ass. So let's get this moving... Now.”

Your eyes go wide for a second completely caught off guard by the hunger in her eyes as she stands up. You're faced with a choice, be a good daughter and go visit mum or be late cause you spent time fucking your girlfriend...

“Oh damn, unfortunately, we went over this morning so we just don't have time, this needy pussy of yours is going to have to wait till after we visit my mum.”

For the ultimate act of bitchiness you even run your hand up the front of her tights while you say it.

She stops dead her face getting serious, “You're not... Don't you dare do this, What the fuck is it with you and making me suffer?”

“Honestly I didn't even set out to do it this time we need to hurry up and get moving, but that said there's just something about knowing you're suffering that really gets me hot.”

“UGH!” In a 'schoolgirlesc' show of frustration, she folds her arms and glares at you.

You can't help but giggle at her a little.

“I just don't know what's wrong with me, yesterday was bad but I was sore and you got me off so I got through it but for some reason today I just need it.”

You can see the hunger in her eyes and you feel a little bad. “Okay, can we just get through lunch with mum and then your ass is mine this whole afternoon?”

“Yes, please but not my ass, give me a couple more days.” She turns away as she says it and your smile only gets bigger.

You resist the urge to tease her more, instead you both grab a quick shower and get ready to visit your mother. You take an uber over and arrive just before lunch.

You get out and walk up to the porch at your mum's house and stop before ringing the doorbell. “Do I need to tell my mum that my horny girlfriend wants to get home as fast as possible so we can have sex?

“You aren't funny. Look I don't know what's happening to me, this morning it was bad but ever since you told me no I want it so bad like I just can't stop myself.”

You know it's not going to help in the slightest but *SMACK* you reach back a deliver a nice slap to hear firm jean-clad ass. She keeps staring at you as she bites her bottom lip.

“Behave,” you tell her sternly as you ring the doorbell.

“It's open, come right in honey. I'm just in the middle of a couple of things” You hear the familiar voice of your mother

You stroll through the house knowing the voice has come from the kitchen. You walk in and see your mum bending down grabbing something out of the oven.

“Hey, mum.” She stands up and turns, you can see she's holding a lasagna.

“Finally after all this time you've decided to come and visit your lonely old mother!” She puts the hot food down on a serving board and hugs you with oven mitts still on.

You endure the hug and get a chance to speak again “Mum, this is Scarlett.” Almost immediately she lets you go and her attention is diverted.

“Hi, miss D- hrrrmmpphh.” Her introduction is interrupted by your mother engulfing her in a hug. Unfortunately due to Scarlett being short, she spends the entire hug lost in your mother's sizeable chest.

“Call me Shelly, Miss Davis makes me sound old.” She says while squeezing.

After a needlessly long hug, your mum finally lets go and Scarlett tries to regain her bearings.

“Oh, I'm sorry honey I'm just so excited to meet my daughter's girlfriend. I always figured she'd grow old alone and surrounded by cats you see.”

“A bit like yourself mum, without the cats anyway.” You are already worried about where this is going.

“Oh don't be mean to your mother, Besides I just got home from work and made your favourite, now let's eat so I can get to know Scarlett better and of course what kind of mum would I be if I didn't embarrass my daughter.”

You sigh internally, “Oh boy”.

10 minutes later it's worse than you'd hoped, Scarlett has been giggling non-stop at stories from your childhood and there's a weird atmosphere in the room, at least the lasagna is good otherwise you'd have yelled at your mother already.

“Haha yeah as I was saying earlier I was worried cause my girl was 15 and was going through a phase where all over her walls were pictures of goth girls and there was all this rebelliousness and moodiness, then she dyed her hair and oh my goodness I just thought it'd never end.”

“They weren't goths mum,” You can't stop, yourself even though as soon as you'd said it you wished you hadn't.

“Oh that's right the goths only have black hair the ones on your wall had all colours of hair, what did you call them again?”

“Scene girls” You regret everything at least Scarlett hasn't started laughing at you.

You glance over at her, she looks a little embarrassed for some reason.

You finish your food and excuse yourself to the bathroom

Change to Scarlett's perspective

“FOR FUCKS SAKE STOP, JUST CONTROL YOURSELF!” you curse internally as Issy walks off to the bathroom.

You feel a little guilty for laughing at her awkward teenage years but you felt extremely guilty because you're almost certain you've been caught staring at her mum at least three times already.

The first time when she was bending over, you could see immediately where Issy got her amazing ass from and when she stood up and turned around you know she saw you. You hope she just brushed it off but...

“Scarlett? Is everything alright” You internally panic as you hear Shelly talking to you.

“Uh, yes yes, Miss D- Shelly, umm oh I'm just getting a bit annoyed at these jeans I bought, they just aren't sitting right, but the lasagna is amazing thank you for lunch.” You squirm, one look tells you she can see right through you.

Her lips curl up into a small smile and you get a very familiar feeling and you recognise the same predatory look as you see in Issy's eyes when you know you're in trouble. You shuffle awkwardly in your seat as you can feel your wet panties rubbing.

“Oh, I hate when clothes are uncomfortable, I had to pop into the office this morning and I had to quickly grab something. I chose this dress before I remembered how it just doesn't sit right across my chest and it rubs a bit. You know, haha of course you know I can imagine how tough it must be to find nice clothes that fit in your size.”

She pulls her dress while she talks.

You do everything you can to maintain eye contact. “Yeah, it's hard to find things that fit right sometimes.”

“Mmm yes, lingerie must be a real challenge.” Her smile grows.

“There's actually-” Your reply is interrupted as Issy walks back into the kitchen.

“Hey, you finished? I need your opinion quickly, there are a couple of outfits I'm looking at taking back to my room at uni but my wardrobe is already so packed I can't take more than a few. Also thanks for the food mum, your lasagna is always amazing.”

“Yes.” You don't have any extra words, you'd take any reason to get out of this conversation.

“Okay, you girls have fun I'm going to shower, just don't leave without saying bye.”

You walk with Issy up the hallway to her room. It's fairly small but sadly the walls are all bare.

“Yes all the posters were taken down ages ago, I see you looking.” You smile a little.

“Ooo trophies” She's clearly been playing a while as you see a whole bookshelf full of trophies.

“Yeah, I'm sure you have a similar shelf. Anyway, can you tell me if these fit, please? I'm worried I'll pull on a dress and it will be tighter than my pants this morning.”

She clearly isn't doing it on purpose but you honestly don't think you could sit there and watch your girlfriend try on clothes without jumping her and while that is what you want with her mum just down the hall you figure it might not be a good time.

You gently grab her from behind, “How about you just pick three outfits and take them back with us, cause if have to watch you take off your clothes you can bet your ass you aren't getting back in them.”

“Oh geez, I knew it was bad but I didn't realise it was this bad.” She reaches back and gives your butt a squeeze

“I don't even recognise myself, I can stop thinking about sex, I can't stop staring at women. I couldn't focus on anything that wasn't you at the gym and I'm pretty sure your mum's caught me staring at her like three times already. I just can't help it.”

“MY MUM!?”

“Your mum's hot, I can see where you get your ass from.” You squeeze her as you say it.

“Whoa, I better not have to worry about you running off with my mum.” She turns around and gives you a mock concerned look.

“...you gotta admit she's a bit of a MILF.”

“Scarlett Winter what has come over you today!? Okay give me a few more minutes to grab a couple of outfits and we can go.”

“Fine, where is your bathroom?”

She directs you to the toilet which is separate from the shower and as you are washing your hands you hear the door adjacent to you open.

“Oh, Scarlett I didn't realise you were here,” even though she was naked and barely covered by a towel the woman seemed to ooze a type of confidence you were very familiar with.

“Oh uh, sorry Miss- um Shelly, I'm just going.” Like a deer in headlights, you lose the ability to think as you stumble over your words.

“No stay for a moment, I was thinking. Isabel's birthday is coming up and I just don't know what to buy her this year. I'd like you to come shopping with me beforehand and help me come up with ideas.” She absentmindedly plays with the corner of her towel as she talks, letting it fall slightly to reveal her nipple as she speaks.

You gulp, she sees it. She doesn't leave any room for questioning, you will be coming with her and that's final your answer is superfluous. You panic internally “God dammit what is it with the women in this family?”

After what feels like an eternity you gather yourself mentally and squeak out a response “Umm, I didn't well I don't know umm what I'd, honestly I didn't even know it was her birthday soon, Issy kinda never mentioned anything.”

The smile appears back on her face either because she's a nice person who is happy she's helped you or she's a mean bitch who likes making you suffer... Definitely the second one.

“Well dear, you're lucky I like you so much, we might be able to help each other out here. Put your number in my phone and I'll call you.”

Like a robot, your body works on autopilot. You put the number into her phone and hand it back, fingers trembling slightly.

“Perfect well, I'm going to finish getting dressed, I'll see you again before you leave.” And with that, she walks off to what is presumably her room and shuts the door.

You pause to take a couple of deep breaths then return to Issy's room. Fortunately, she's not paying you any attention and spends another minute or so digging through her dresser before turning to you.

“Okay it's taken me ages but I think I've got stuff that will fit me. You all good your cheeks are all red?”

“We need to get to the car.”

“Yeah the uber is like a minute away, just breathe I promise no more teasing once we get back to campus. I'll just let mum know.”

She yells out to her mum and as you are walking down to the front door you lock eyes with Shelly again. She gives her caught a quick squeeze and says bye then again she comes for you. You try to turn to keep your face safe but have no luck. Again your face gets mashed in the cleavage of the low cut top she just put on.

“OH, it was lovely meeting you Scarlett I'm so glad my daughter has found someone like you.”

“T-Thanks, it was nice meeting you too M-Shelly.”

A/note: A lengthy break between chapters this time, I feel like I'm just having issues getting stuff from my head to paper but like anything I think it just comes with practice. So i think in between chapters here i might just type out random chapters in other stories just to stop getting stuck in my own head. Also feeling a little bit conflicted about continuing to use pictures from Niece Waidhoffer (Grace) cause she died the other week. I probably still will but i'll feel a little odd about it for a while.