Another normal dinner date. Part II

Getting cow-called.

Only work and no fun makes little Heather all dull.

Life sucks. Okay, well, not entirely. Life could be worse.

But not much!

I'm soooooo bored… That sucks really badly!

The broom in my hand feels familiar. Like an imaginary chain that binds me to my prison. Every single day, Mom and Dad find a new excuse to keep us here. 'We don't have enough money.' 'Today was busy.' 'You need discipline because otherwise you don't take anything in life seriously.'

That's not true at all! I take a lot of things seriously… Just not working at my parents' restaurant.

I don't even like the food here, and yet I'm working here without getting paid.

There are so many opportunities and chances out there for me to become rich and successful. I could become an actress. Or a model. Or an influencer. Or I could find a rich, sexy, older man and inherit his fortune. Or I could finally start putting in the effort at the college I've been attending for a few months and build a career.

Anything but turning out like my big sister. Big in name only, since she's only a few months older than me, and I can't wait to stop being 19.

Okay, that's not entirely fair to Bella, of course. As the "big" sister, she does everything to support the family, while everyone does their best to make sure I get a good education. And in a way, I am grateful to all of them for that.

But everyone here is so damn serious and grumpy all the time. It's always, 'Work hard, Heather, so you amount to something later on.' Or, 'Take life seriously, Heather, so you can stand on your own two feet later.'

Relax, Mom, Dad, and especially Bella. It's not like I don't have a plan. To become rich and famous. Or maybe just influential. Maybe I'll even go into politics. Who knows?

The main thing is that it's not as damn boring as my current life without money and, for the last few weeks, friends.

Okay, it's not that serious. Rose is still my best friend, but whenever I want to meet up with her, she says she has obligations and is needed elsewhere. But I know it's her stupid family holding her back. I don't want that to happen to me. I'm my own boss, and if Dad would finally give me the money I need to finish my online course, he'd surely realize I'm capable of more than anyone gives me credit for.

But these thoughts are pointless. I'll just gather dust in this restaurant, and even as a skeleton, I'll be seen wielding a broom and polishing the tables. Almost like a ****.

"Stop sighing," Dad says, as he does nothing but clean the tables, wipe down the counter, tidy the bar, sort the food, check expiration dates, and stack the chairs at the three tables I've already cleaned.

“I’m already doing it,” I whine like a child. And that’s exactly how I feel. All work and no fun makes little Hather dull.

“Hurry up,” my **** handler admonishes, and I grumble and start moving faster. Every damn day I do the same thing. And Dad always says sweeping is the easiest task. I even believe that sometimes. But it’s soooo boooging!

“Daaaad?” I coo like a little bird. Despairing, he leans over the counter, head hanging low, cleaning rag in one hand, phone in the other.

“What?” he asks. He’s a good man, even if he is booooring. He does his best, and I love him very much. And he loves me. That’s why I usually get what I want from him, while Bella is too grown-up to take advantage of the fact that he loves us more than anything in the world.

"Could I maybe, like you know, do something other than sweep today?" My voice becomes sweet and fragile, like a little child's, reminding him of the good times when problems were as small as his two girls.

"Last time I left you alone, you flooded the god damn kitchen," he says sternly, but smiles at me patiently.

"But Dad! Please! Please! It's so boooging!" I bat my eyes and grip the broom handle as if it's giving me support. "Can't I go and help Bella and Finn?" Dad looks at me doubtfully. He knows what will happen when Bella and I are in the same room. We love each other very much. Most of the time. But we also like to scratch each other's eyes out, especially when there's work to be done. And that's also most of the time. "Just this once, please?"

"Okay," he moans. "Your mom's still busy with the lawyers anyway, so the three of you can help me out here faster while I count the cash." Ever since I borrowed two hundred dollars from it, only Mom, Bella, and he are allowed to touch the register. Unfair! But at least I won't have to work behind the counter anymore, ripping off slimy losers.

Slimy losers like Finn.

Bella's apparently new boyfriend.

She's only introduced him as a 'friend' so far, but why else would someone like him be interested in Bella? She's not interesting enough. Boring. Just like me. I sigh.

"Okay," Dad says, and my face lights up.

"Oh, thank you, Daddy! Thank you, thank you, thank you!"

"Yeah, yeah," he gnarls and smiles warmly at me. "But remember! Bella's in charge in the kitchen! After what you did last time..."

"No worries, Daddy." I smile and hop toward the kitchen. At least I can talk to people my own age there, even if Finn and Bella act like grandpa and grandma. But hey, Bella's not going to let me do anything there anyway. So at least I don't have to do any work.

"Your sister does what!" I stop dead in my tracks, my hand already on the swinging door with the large, round window in it. Bella's surprised voice cuts through the thin fabric.

Ooooh! Drama, I think, grinning broadly.

"I only found out recently myself," Finn defends himself, raising his hands.

Are they arguing? What a wimp. He sounds so weak.

"Since when does a brother not know where his sister works?" Bella is really angry. My heart starts racing. I don't like seeing my sister so upset. Maybe she's even hurt. Hurt by Finn?

"Bella." He doesn't sound like he wants to hurt her. He sounds patient, gentle, and calm. "You know what my family used to be like. And what we're like now. This has only been the case recently." But Bella isn't having any of it. I know my sister, and once she gets going…

"I know." She sounds… gentle. My eyes widen. "Sorry." What? She doesn't apologize to anyone. "It's just such a stressful time, you know?"

I can't stand it anymore. It's like a soap opera in there. I cautiously lift my head and peek through the round window into the kitchen.

There's Bella. Next to Finn. They both have their backs to me, standing at the sink in front of a now-shrinking pile of dirty dishes. The industrial dishwasher rumbles beside them, and their hands are wrapped in those disgustingly warm plastic gloves. Gloves that Finn now takes off, wipes his hands on his clean jeans, and places on Bella's shoulders.

So she's allowed to slack off at work but not me? But who am I kidding? Bella is just as depressed about her life here as I am. As bored as I am. And just like me, she doesn't want to let her family down. The only thing that distinguishes us as sisters in this regard are our goals.

"I know," Finn says to Bella. "We all go through stressful times, and what your family is going through is truly awful." He looks around and I quickly duck for cover, but he hasn't spotted me. "This is such a beautiful place. I really like your family. They seem so nice. The food tastes fantastic, and..." I see him typing something on his phone. Such an old, clunky thing that...

Bella Taubner.

Exhibitionism Turns On.

Extremely Sensitive Vagina I

Extremely Sensitive Breasts I

"Aaaahmmmmm..." I jerk my head up as I hear Bella gasp in surprise.

"And the service here is remarkable," Finn says in a relaxed, playful voice.

"Oh my God," I whisper as I see through the slightly smeared window Finn standing next to Bella, very close, and placing his hand firmly on her bottom. My eyes widen and my mouth drops open as I watch his fingers nestle against the blue fabric of her dress, pressing into her skin and beginning to slide and knead.

And she lets it!

Bella! My strong, independent, sassy, ​​confident, articulate sister… She coos and moans softly like some delicate damsel in distress as her fingers, framed in blue plastic, cling to the large sink. She lets him have his way, lets his fingers wander as they please, and offers him her body in a way that, had I made that gesture, would have turned the whole family against me because of my slutty, needy behavior.

“Finn…” she moans softly, so softly that I can barely hear it from this distance. “We shouldn’t…”

“We should,” he says calmly, his hand briefly moving to her hip to pull her closer. “And we will.” My older sister willingly turns her head as they kiss. Immediately, Finn’s hand moves back down to Bella’s ample backside. Meanwhile, my hands rest against the door, and I don’t even know if you can see a look of astonishment in the glass. “Be a good cow and tell me what you want from us.”

“Finn…”

“What the fuck?” I whisper. Now she simply has to slap him in the face. He called her a fucking cow!

Nope. She nestles into him and let’s him fondle her ass all the time!

“I just want more out of life, you know?” she explains to him, and he nods patiently. Work seems forgotten as Bella, strong and independent Bella, pours her heart out to him, his hand possessively on her ass. “Family first, I know. But… shit… I get so weak when you do that to me, babe.” I look closer and see that his hand has dug into the valley of her buttocks. His fingers press her dress between her thighs, and as he moves his hand, she spreads her legs slightly for him.

“You don’t have to worry about how you look in front of me, Bella,” he says in a calm voice. My breath fogs the glass in front of my nose, I’m standing so close to the window. From a distance, I watch as Bella experiences something I also want. Not the hand on my ass! Finn is too slimy for that! I would have given him a resounding slap long ago. But he cares for her. He cares while he owns her. My teeth clench as he continues talking. "For me, you'll always be sassy and strong," he assures me. "But I'm your boyfriend, and if you tell me what you need, I'll do my best to make sure you get it."

And my sister leans forward, presenting her backside to him. His hands begin to wander, sliding first down to the hem of her dress. Then she moans as he slides them underneath. I hold my breath as I watch him move his arm upward. I see my sister's thighs, then he's reached his goal.

"Finn..." she moans. "Keep going, and I will..."

"Tell me what you want from life, cow," he orders. My thighs rub against each other. No one has ever spoken to Bella like this before. "Tell me now."

"I... I want..." She pants, presses her hands to the sink, and moans again. No… she doesn’t moan… “Moooo…”

Bella Taubner. +4 (PS -36)

“My god…” But it seems Finn has found the spot. In her heart… And between her legs.

“I want to see the world… Mooo… Want to… travel and mooooore…”

“Tell me. Keep going, little cow.”

“I want to be freeeooooah… And being my moooown woman… Buy a car and... keep going please... see Europe and… that feels so... ah... gooood… Finn I… I want to go on a fancy... fuck... gala and... ha... on an expensive concert...”

“More.”

“I want… Fuck, I want…”

I flinch violently as a plate falls to the floor, Bella is slamming her fists on the sink so hard. She herself flinches. Finn, however, uses this to do something under her skirt. Bella squeaks, then she stands up on her tiptoes.

He fingers her! I realize with shock. Right in the middle of our restaurant. How brazen! How cheeky.

How hot!

"I want to be... ah... Freemoooo!"

Bella Taubner. +3 (PS -33)

More plates fall to the floor, but neither Bella nor I react. We're both focused on the man who's currently fingering my sister to orgasm right there in our kitchen. I'm fascinated. And also a little disgusted.

But mostly, I'm excited.

Finally, something's happening! And we're both adults. Of course, I'm not some little slut like Bella, getting cat... cow called by her boyfriend in the middle of her dad's restaurant. But Bella is 20. And I can't wait to have those kinds of experiences myself. Not with someone like Finn, though! I want someone who's a better match for me. A knight in shining armor who sees the queen I am. And maybe...

"Everything okay over there?" My father's voice makes me jump. He's so close, coming over to the kitchen, and the finger-banging couple didn't hear him.

It would be such a fantastic prank if Dad caught them, it suddenly occurs to me. So exciting! My god that would be perfect! He'd burst into the kitchen, see them, and… and…

"Heather? What are you doing? And what's Bella doing in the kitchen?" He's almost here. Just a few feet away.

I don't know why I'm reacting like this. It's a spontaneous decision. My body is almost on autopilot.

"Surprise!"

My body flies through the door into the kitchen. My voice is loud and shrill.

"Fuck!" Bella shrieks in shock.

And even Finn, ice-cold cow handler Finn, flinches.

Heather Taubner. +5 (PS -65)

It's an incredibly good feeling, seeing the result of my shenanigans. Almost addictive.

My god, I feel so... aliiiive!

Message from the author:

And these are our dearest Heather's first steps into this spicy world. I think I mentioned that with her, I plan for her to be more of a wildcard. I have not decided if she will be a sassy flick or devoted girlfriend at the end, if she likes or loves Finn, is she is naughty or nice. Basically, all of that, so I write her in a more open way till I (or you) make up your mind. Let me sleep on it for a few nights, then, maybe, I can deliver some polls for her. For now, I think it would be best for us to think of her like a cute but sassy little sister who needs to find a place in the world. With that, Finn and his trusted MCD will help her.

I think her path will allow me to include her in many scenarios, but I mostly will try to include her with Bella and Finn of course, but likewise with her best friend Rose. I'm also planning a future chapter with Bella, including some of her goals of course and maybe get the story out of NY and into London or Paris for a chapter or two in the future. I already know how to do so.

Okay. Hope you had fun reading the chapter and hang in there. The weekend is on the horizon already. :)