What can I do? I grit my teeth and take it!

"And that's the story of how I started my company," Robert said, spreading his hands with satisfaction.

"BRAVO!" Jane stood up and applauded, followed quickly by all of the daughters and their (confused) husbands and some of their older children. Robert grinned with obvious pleasure and took a bow.

Saved at the last minute! Thank god!

Immediately, I stood right up, hoping I could somehow applaud with one hand or maybe give Robbert a kiss on the cheek, but as I did, with a horrifying wrenching sound...

MY DRESS RIPPED COMPLETELY OFF MY BODY! WHAT THE FUCK? WHAT THE FUCK????

I desperately tried to keep it on, but it was glued to the chair and stuck fast!

I WAS NOW BARE BREASTED, AND DRESSED ONLY IN PANTIES AND HIGH HEELS!!!

How could it have happened? How did it tear off so easily?? Did someone modify the dress??

ELIZABETH.

I looked over at her and she was laughing openly and pumping her fist with a look of victory! THAT SNEAK! SHE MODIFIED MY DRESS SOMEHOW!! And was that why Kaitlin was fiddling with the hem of my dress earlier? Did she release something?

And Jane?? Was it she who poured glue on the chair?

SHIT, SHIT, SHIT

But worse, as I was distracted, frantically trying to figure out what was going on...

KAITLIN REACHED UP AND PULLED MY PANTIES OFF. THE BITCH!!

I shrieked with shock and embarrassment, trying to cover myself up!

"I'm so sorry!" I gasped to Robert, acutely aware of all the wide eyes staring at me. So NOW the husbands are interested? Oh yes, very, very interested!! To see their father-in-law's trophy wife naked and embarrassed?? And all of their older children? Oh GOD, If only a hole would open up so I could sink into the ground and never be seen again!!

I blushed about fifty shades of red and quickly turn to leave, bumping right into Robert. I tried frantically to side step him, but he did too, and you both move in the same direction a couple of times bumping into each other over and over, AND CAN HE JUST GET THE FUCK OUT OF THE WAY SO I CAN GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE??

Finally, I raced over the flagstone floor, desperately trying to cover myself as best I could. I heard someone whistle behind me, suddenly realizing WITHOUT MY PANTIES I'M COMPLETELY EXPOSED 'BACK THERE'.

Could this get any worse???

I raced to the door and ran right into it, because THE DOOR IS LOCKED.

WHAT THE FUCK??

I turned to face the party, basically naked, breathing hard, in a thong and heels, tears now streaming down my face the embarrassment was so acute, my hands still protecting my bottom meaning my wet pussy was now bare (!!) and they all looked at me, the daughters triumphant and their husbands and children all staring, in shock, but delight and high-fives on a job well done??

This is a story which they will be telling for decades to come, I realized, feeling my scalp itch as my whole face flushed with the ultimate shame.

"The door is locked!" I wailed. "Can someone, please help me??"

"How did that happen?" Robert asked. He glared back at his daughters, just then realizing that they'd pranked me. "Here, I have the key."

But then Robert pulled out this ENORMOUS key chain with about TWO DOZEN keys, and then proceeded to carefully, slowly, work his way through them, trying to find the right key to the door. And what could I do but just stand there, naked, cold air flowing over my sweaty skin, fidgeting and dancing in my heels, my boobies bouncing, WHILE EVERYONE WATCHES, and it seems like it TAKES FOREVER, and I just stare at the ground, more embarrassed than I HAVE EVER BEEN IN MY ENTIRE LIFE.

"Finally!" Robert said, opening the door. I raced through the door, but immediately took a wrong turn (damn confusing mansion!!!) through the kitchen, where two of the caterers were prepping for desert. They stared at me, this naked woman tottering past with pink high heels, my dangly earrings swinging wildly back and forth as I darted past them into the next room...

... which was ANOTHER FUCKING DINING ROOM where all of the children and young adults are eating! Oh Shit, Oh Shit, Oh SHIT!!

And they must have just finished eating because they were all standing up and blocking my way, and there I was, trying to hide my boobs with one hand and my wet pussy with the other (with drips running down my inner legs?? WTF??) as I danced left and right, trying to slip through, but they just stood there stupidly, wondering WHAT THE HELL IS THIS NAKED WOMAN DOING IN OUR DINING ROOM??

"Everyone clear the way!" Robert shouted, and finally getting the message, they made a path, letting me slip through between their bodies and Robert followed me and I was able to finally run across the living room, down two long corridors until I got to my guest bedroom.

"I am so sorry," Robert said, closing the door. I collapsed onto the bed, and burst into tears of shame.

"I have never been so embarrassed and humiliated in my life!" I cried, tears dripping down my face and onto my naked boobs, as the scenes of my naked flight through the crowds of family played through my head, causing my whole body to furiously blush red.

"I am so sorry, I am so sorry," Robert kept repeating. "I will speak to my daughters." And then he put his arms around me, enclosing my mostly naked body with his in a big, comforting hug.

And then I felt it.

HE WAS ROCK HARD.

Something about how he held me, but I could feel his burning sexual need: He was horny! But not just average horny, but, like, epically, about to burst, rock-hard will screw anything that moves horny!

Instinctively, I reached down to grasp his COCK, and Robert immediately took the hint (or just assumed), and quickly stripped off his pants, forcefully throwing me onto the bed and in an instant he clambered between my legs and plunged inside my soaking pussy, screaming to GOD at the top of his lungs.

And OHHHHHHH IT WAS GLORIOUS!!!

To be penetrated by a man, to be on your back with your pretty legs spread as he takes you with such unbridled passion, claiming you as his own??? IS THERE ANYTHING BETTER???

I grasped him to me, just as horny and **** to pull him in deep, our two bodies jerking spasmodically against each other.

And later, after Robert had me TWICE MORE and was still embedded in my pussy, still hard (??), this time with me on top... as the two of us gently kissed with intertwined tongues, I thought, smugly, to myself:

If the daughters thought this would break us up, then they were clearly mistaken!

THE END