Chapter Seven – Party Prep
I woke up slowly. I turned to look at the clock and it was 5:00 in the afternoon. Fuck! I sat up and realized I had fallen asleep in my clothes on my bed. I swung my legs over and rubbed my head. I felt sore all over. I stood up and then sat right back down. I laid back on my bed. I had to get up, it was Sunday and I sure didn't want to sleep the entire day. I sat up again and then stood up. I walked slowly out of my room and into the bathroom. I closed the door and looked at myself in the mirror. I had bags under my blue eyes and my long blonde hair was a mess. My dress was all wrinkly.
I decided I needed a warm bath. I turned on the water and got it as hot as I could. I pulled the stopper and turned back to the battered girl in the mirror. I pulled my dress up and over my head and tossed it in the laundry. I unsnapped my bra and my boobs bounced free. I dropped my bra in the hamper and massaged my boobs. They were sore and it felt nice to get them out of that bra. I usually never slept in a bra, I could see the bra marks all over my chest. I sat on the toilet and slid my stockings down my legs. I stood up and pulled my panties down. They stuck to me a little and I knew exactly why that was. I looked at my poor young pussy and it was a little swollen and red. I rubbed it and it felt nice but it was very sensitive. It had taken a lot of abuse yesterday.
I stepped into the warm water and felt the relaxation immediately run up my legs. My pussy almost groaned with pleasure when I sank into the water. I leaned back and took a deep breath. My sore little body started to loosen up. I closed my eyes and the questions started flying across my brain.
What the fuck happened? Did my Mom really eat me out and then get fucked by five guys as I held her head on my chest? Did I really get fucked in the pussy and ass by the biggest black guy I had ever seen? Did I then get fucked twice by Tony and the black guy in the morning and then have Tony take my ass in the shower? Was all of that today? My little ass still felt a little sore and I knew I was not dreaming and this was not one of my fantasies.
What have I become? Was I a whore? Did you technically have to take money to be a whore? If so, were you just a slut if you do it for free?
I felt my eyes start to tear up a little as I sat there in my warm bath and remembered how often my young legs were spread in the last 24 hours.
What was going to happen next? I knew what kind of guy Tony was, he was not going away. Then I remembered that he has been fucking my Mom for the last 20 years. My tears then fell down my cheeks. I remembered that my oldest brother was most likely Tony's son. It made perfect sense.
Kyle was very different then my other brother and he didn't look anything like my Dad. Cory did look like Dad so he was probably not Tony's. What was I? Was I Tony's daughter?
I started crying a little harder when I realized that I might have been fucked by my own Dad. I tried to calm down and thought a little more about it. No, I was not Tony's. My eyes were blue, just like my Dad's and my hair was blonde. I was my father's daughter, I told myself. I started to feel a little better. I closed my eyes and tried to relax. I got a little happier when I remembered my brothers were coming home tomorrow. I thought their flights were in the morning. I got very excited, I missed my brothers.
Kyle was the oldest and was in his second year of graduate school. He had just turned 23. Cory was 21 and a junior in college. I smiled when I thought about them. I couldn't wait to see them. I popped the stopper and stood up in the tub. I grabbed a towel and dried myself off. I wrapped the towel around me and grabbed another one to dry my hair. I wrapped my hair in a turban of towel. I opened the door and started to walk to my room. I immediately ran into someone and felt my towel loosen. I grabbed it before it fell completely off, holding it to my chest.
"Baby, I am so sorry. Are you ok?" My Dad's voice.
I stood there in the hallway, my towel held against my chest but just hanging in the front of me, my back completely bare.
"Hi Daddy. I am fine. I am sorry, I wasn't looking where I was going." I said.
"No, baby girl. I was hurrying to get something. My bad." He said and hugged me.
I felt his hands on my bare back but it felt so good to be in my Daddy's arms I forgot that I was naked. I just laid my head on his shoulder and enjoyed his warmth. He let go of me and looked at me.
"You must have been really tired. Did Tony work you extra hard last night?" My Daddy said innocently, but not so far from the truth.
"Yeah, it took a lot longer to clean up than we thought and he said I should just sleep there but I couldn't sleep very well on the couch. I was really tired when I got home." I said, convincing myself of my revisionist history.
"Yeah, that's what Tony said when he called last night. I was very proud of you for pitching in. Tony said you were great and he might have a place for you during the break and over the summer. That would be a nice job for you. Your brothers both did that and made good money." He said.
I stared at him as I remembered that my brothers did work for Tony for a summer or two. Somehow, I didn't think Tony had the same things in mind for me. Well, there you go, I graduate from slut to whore then if he starts paying me.
"Maybe, we will see." I said.
"Ok, you go get dressed. Mom is making a pot roast, it smells great." He said.
I shuffled back into my room. I slipped on a tshirt and sweatpants and went downstairs. My hair was still wet and was starting to curl up. The pot roast did smell great and I snuggled up on my couch. We ate dinner together and it was about as normal as you could get. I started feeling much better as the previous night started to fade from my memory.
I fell asleep on the couch watching TV and my Dad woke me up around midnight. He walked me up the stairs and into my room. I kissed him goodnight and crawled into my bed.
I woke up around 9:00 when Mom poked her head in. We were leaving in about 30 minutes to get my brothers. I jumped up and slipped on a pair of shorts and a tanktop. I put on some underwear for the first time since last night and it felt weird. My boobs and pussy were not so sore anymore but I could feel the material touching them and it felt different. I brushed my hair and put it in a ponytail. I ran downstairs and soon we were on the way to the airport.
Kyle came in first and he gave me a big hug, swinging me around and my flip flops flying off my feet. It felt so good to be in his strong arms. We all sat on the couches and waited for Cory. I sat on Kyle's lap as he told us all about graduate school. Cory came in about an hour later and I got the same big hug from him. We got the luggage and I slipped into the backseat in between my brothers for the ride home. We used to easily fit in the backseat but they were a lot bigger now and it was a little tight. They each put a hand on my leg. That was nothing out of the ordinary but for some reason it felt different now. I tried to ignore it and I laughed a lot on the way home.
The next few days were wonderful. It felt like it was back to the way it was before my brothers went off to college. We hung around the pool a lot and cooked out almost every night. Their friends came over and it was nice to see all of them again. I had so many crushes on my brother's friends when I was little it was kinda embarrassing to be in a bathing suit when they came over. I was not a little girl anymore and they did look at me a little different now. They were just as cute though so my crushes returned quickly.
By Friday I had pretty much forgotten all about Tony and Nate and all the excitement from the previous weekend. We were all cuddled up in the living room watching movies on Friday night. I was lying on the couch with my head resting on Kyle's lap. He was running his fingers through my long hair. He used to do that all the time when I was little. It still felt nice and it made me smile to remember those days.
"Honey, the boys and I are going out Saturday night, remember?" My Dad said.
Suddenly I remembered what Tony said about Saturday. He said he was sending a car for me around 5:00. How was I going to explain that? I panicked a little when I thought about how I was going to have to think up a lie to tell my family.
"Yes, I remember honey. I will be out anyway. I was invited to Gloria's house to play cards at 4:00. I probably won't be back until late. Those games are endless." My Mom said.
Whew, Mom would be out. That was good.
"That will work out perfectly. We are leaving around 4:30 to meet Tom for dinner. His son is getting married and we are going to have a boy's night to celebrate." Daddy said.
My mind tried to comprehend what I was hearing.
"Boy's night? Wonderful, are you going to one of those places?" Mom said.
"I have no idea what Tom has planned. I hope not, those places creep me out." Daddy said and Mom laughed.
I realized I was going to be by myself at 4:30 and Tony was picking me up at 5:00. How convenient.
"Oh Cassie. I am sorry honey, you will be all alone. Will you be ok?" Mom said.
"I will be fine Mom. I will probably call Janie and sleep over at her house." I said.
