Going to Katie's

Edit: four mistakes needed fixing. Thanks for bothering with my retarded rapeable ass Daddy

Katie shifted her weight from one foot to the other as she saw her Dad drive home without them. Her mother had revealed she would be staying for the weekend instead of leaving for "meetings" and had told her husband to go to the shops since his car had the most trunk space.

But that meant the three of them, her, her mother, and... and Kevin... would need to fit in her mother's two-seater. Katie spent the drive home in a similar position to how she spent her psychology class; on Kevin's lap, getting groped.

They made one stop on the way, and Katie's mother made her stay in the car while she went into the store with Kevin. When they came back, they put whatever they bought in the trunk and carried on. Katie stayed quiet. Everytime she tried to join in the conversation, one of them mocked and belittled her.

She was used to mum having a negative opinion on her wanting to develop more academic abilities, and Kevin had always been upfront and how he knew that women were all stupid dickslaves, but she never expected her mother to... side with Kevin. Her mother always seemed to take charge of things, and that was not Kevin's type.

He prefers submissive women like me a thought bubbled in her head that she quickly repressed.

At the house, Katie's Dad had already unpacked everything and had gone to his office to work. Katie finally saw what had been bought when her mother stopped the car. No! Her mother was smiling and Kevin seemed just as amused.

"I saw you two at lunch and you seemed to really enjoy it. I even got you a bowl with your name on it so we don't have to borrow Kevin's." Tins of dogfood. Her mother had bought tins of dogfood for Katie to eat.

They went outside to the pool. Katie was in a black onepiece that strained under her curves but was otherwise fairly modest. Her mother had put on a gold string bikini to show off her beautiful body. Kevin had some black trunks. His body lacked muscle and he was pudgy. And without the layers of clothes he normally wore, his smell was more quickly reaching her.

He was repulsive!

But she still got on his lap and they discussed the homework. Kevin talked, Katie listened because women should talk less so they don't annoy Men she was still so far behind on the material.

Her mother kept swimming past and then climbing out to stretch near them. It was strange, it was almost like her mother was trying to impress Kevin. Weird!

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Cassidy couldn't even pretend she was surprised at how easily she could make her husband do her bidding. He really thought her staying home for the weekend meant she wanted to spend more time with him? The only chance of that happening is if she was in the mood to peg his ricedick faggot ass for a weekend.

Katie looked... unwittingly comfortable on Kevin's lap. Like she felt she shouldn't be and was repressing that knowledge. She listened to her daughter's tiny gasps and moans as Kevin molested her. This boy... this man was something else.

She stopped the car and asked Kevin to come with her while Katie watched the car. He followed behind her, eyes on her ass. She could almost feel his sweaty, greasy hands on her, pushing her dress up and feeling her.

She swung her hips and found reasons to bend over. The shutter sound of his cameraphone caused a powerful throb in her cunt and her thong started getting moist.

She finally tipped her hand when she asked his opinion on dogfood for Katie. She gasped as, faster than she expected, he had a hand gripping her neck. His other hand pulled her tits out of her dress and started smacking them. She winced and wobbled in her high heels as she struggled for air and hissed in pain.

She lost count of how many times he hit her, but when he stopped and let go, she fell to the floor in a heap, the shutter sound reaching her ears again.

They got the dogfood, Cassidy wasn't sure why they got the larger pack when it's just Katie for the weekend, but then the cashier began blushing and Cassidy could tell they saw what happened. After suppressing her own blush, Cassidy paid in a hurry and took the dogfood and bowl with Katie's name out to the car, waiting for Kevin to catch up before they drive the rest of the way home.

Her husband had unpacked everything and gone to his office. Good, she thought to herself, the less she saw of him the better. Ah, he's also taken food with him. None of his presence at dinner, no need to find an excuse to send him away.

At the pool, she despaired at the onepiece her daughter had on, but at least it was tight enough for Kevin to enjoy putting his hands all over it. Cassidy compensated with her gold bikini. It was a string bikini she rarely wore because the men always seemed to get more bold when she wore it. Though... she avoided it when she wanted to be in command and the odds of her commanding Kevin...

She rubbed her neck and tits.

It was approaching dinner time and Cassidy went to cook. She was about done when she felt hands grope her. Kevin. She hadn't changed out of her bikini, just showered the pool water off. She could feel his bulge against her ass and she began losing herself to grinding against him, the smell of his cock invading her nose, her mind.

"Only needed one plate." He grunted, confusing her until he spun her around and revealed two bowls. On one, it says Katie, on the other... Cassidy. When she opened her mouth to protest, he slapped her. And then he kept slapping. Her face, her tits, her ass. Until she began crying, then he rubbed his bulge against her moistening cunt.

"Know your place, cunt."

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