Katie's Life Changes Part 01
Katie's Loses Her Virginity
This is a fictional story where all characters are over 18 years of age. It is set in a fictional city in Western Europe.
It is the first of a series of stories.
Catherine or Katie to her friends was on the final part of her journey home from work. She had travelled by metro followed by tram and now walked through the Riverside Park from the factory where she worked in the purchasing department. She has worked there for about a year after finishing her college degree in management and I.T.
She was taking her regular route home through the Park. She was among many others who had just got off the tram. Most of whom she recognised, even if she did not know their names. Among them was her neighbour Tomas who was an investment banker, his wife was a friend of her mother. She also noticed a stranger yet there was something familiar about him in their midst. He was a tall young looking man with brown hair and it was tied into a bun at the back of his head. Katie walked off to her right on a path that led directly to her home street while the tall man walked on further along the main path.
Katie slipped in the side gate to her home opened the front door and greeted her Mum who she could hear in the kitchen.
"I'm going to change see you in a few minutes."
"Okay love." Marc replied.
She turned down the corridor to her bedroom that was the last door on the right closing it behind her. She shook her hair out in front of the mirror on the sliding door of her wardrobe. Removed her shoes and flicked them under the single bed. She took off the blue jacket of her suit followed by her matching knee length skirt and hung them in the wardrobe. Katie then unbuttoned her white blouse as she looked into the mirror revealing her flat chest with two bandaids covering her nipples. She chucked the blouse into the laundry basket.
It was the same flat chest that had caused her much angst over the last ten years or so. She had been teased about her boy chest, ignored by most of the young male population except when teasing her. For a few years in school she was known as 'Tiny Tits'. It was not only boys who teased her but the girls were nearly worse except for a few close friends.
She pulled off the Band-Aids covering her nipples. Her nipples bounced out from her chest with their new found freedom. Katie pulled on a T-shirt and a pair of sweat pants and headed for the kitchen.
"Would you like me to cook dinner?"
"Yes but what are these?" Diane her mother asked holding up a pair of lacy red booty style underwear that Katie had bought a few days before.
"Only whores wear things like these" her mother growled as she pulled out a pair of scissors and cut the underwear to shreds as Katie looked on in horror. This was not the first time her choice of clothing had been chopped up by her mother.
"MMMum why can't I choose what I wear, it's not like anybody will see them." The twenty four year old girl argued back.
"You can't wear clothes that bring unwanted attention to you."
With that Katie turned and ran down to her room locking her door behind her. Fuming at her mother's constant battle to control her and what she wore and where she socialised.
She felt all this stemmed from the attack and rape of her mother's younger sister Helena when they were a few years younger than Katie is now. The night it happened the two sisters had being out at a disco and Katie's mother Diane ended up heading off with a bloke she fancied, forgetting about her sister. Her sister then tried to make her own way home when she was attacked.
About an hour later there was a knock on Katie's door. Marc her father asked her if she was okay.
"Please leave me alone."
"Would you like something to eat?"
"No." she snapped even though she was hungry.
"If you want to talk about what happened earlier I'm always here for you."
"Not now, I need to calm down". Katie replied.
About ten P.M. she went to the bathroom and then to bed.
Katie was fed up of her mother trying to control her life
Katie pondered how she was going to get some more freedom. Her parents did not want her to move out of her home because of her mother's fear of something happening to their only child. She was disillusioned trying to get some of the freedoms her peers enjoyed even those who lived at home with their parents. If her mother tried to unjustifiably control her again she was determined to do something about it. What to do was the question she knew she had to make a stand.
The next morning she got up early and walked straight to the tram station.
She took the tram to the city centre as usual but stopped at a deli to have breakfast.
She went to the metro station to continue her journey to the factory where she worked.
As she got off the metro which was only a short walk to her place of work, she noticed the man with the bun in his hair ahead of her. She followed her usual route and noticed he was heading in the same direction. They both worked for the same company.
On her way home that evening she kept a lookout for the man with the bun. As she left the tram stop she noticed him ahead of her heading into the park and followed him at a distance until she turned off towards her home. On her arrival at home Katie went straight to her bedroom where she changed into her running gear and headed back out for a lap of the park that usually took her a little over twenty minutes.
Katie enjoyed running as it gave her a sense of freedom away from the poor atmosphere between her mother and herself for a while longer. When she returned home, she met her dad going into the house. They exchanged a quick hug and Katie said she would cook dinner but she needed to shower first. He then asked if she was okay.
"Everything is good, a nice day at work and I've just had a good run in the park. See you shortly."
Katie went to bathroom and turned on the shower so that it would be nice and warm when she got back. Then went to her room stripped out of her running clothes and put on a robe before heading back to the bathroom.
She hung up her robe next to her towels and dived into the spacious open shower. The temperature felt just right. She closed her eyes and put her head under the shower as the water cascaded down her body. She ran her fingers through her hair before adding shampoo and then massaged it into her hair. She left her hair under the warm water as she ran her hand down her chest as far as her nipples. They tingled pleasantly with her touch. She ran her right hand further down her body, briefly pausing at her navel and circling it with her longest finger. Her right hand continued its journey down her body to her lower nest of untouched hair interrupting the waterfall of warm water flowing down her torso. Her fingers groomed their through to her little hood and then onwards along her slit to her love nest before retreating back to her little bud. She began to fantasise about what it would be like to have a man running his fingers though her slit. It was something she wanted but had not happened. She wondered what it would feel like to have a penis inside her having burst through her hymen. Her imagination of what it would be like having sex took over.
She suddenly thought 'Oh shit.... I'm meant to be cooking dinner'. With that she turned off the shower grabbed a towel and began to dry herself as quick as she could. She then grabbed a second towel to at least partially dry her hair. She could come back and finish it while the dinner was cooking. She took the robe off its hook, put it on quickly and trotted down the hall as she tied the belt on her robe.
On reaching the kitchen she got out a pan poured in some water put it on the cooker and turned it on. As she moved around the kitchen getting and preparing the ingredients her mother came into the kitchen.
"How is dinner coming along?" She asked followed by. "Make yourself decent girl, go and put some clothes on and not be going around the house like a slut." In a loud authoritative voice.
Katie realised she had probably not secured her robe properly but that did not justify that outburst in her view. She quickly undid the belt on her robe and took it off.
"I suppose you want to cut this up as well." Katie said as her robe flew through the air in her mother's direction landing on the floor in front of her.
At the same time her father came into the kitchen wondering what was going on. Both parents looked at their 1.85 meter (6 feet 1 inch) tall daughter naked before them for the first time in over fifteen years.
"Yesterday I was a whore, today I'm a slut and I want an apology and I am not going to put my clothes back on until I get one." The naked Katie firmly said before returning to her food preparation.
Her parents stood in stunned silence at their daughter's actions neither knowing what to say or do.
Katie felt a sudden burst of nerves ripping through her body that momentarily shook her before she regained control. At this stage Katie began to realise what she had done and put a serious challenge up to her mother. She began to wonder how long she would have to be naked, as her mother was not known for backing down even when she was in the wrong.
Katie started cooking their dinner. When everything was under control Katie went to a cupboard, took out three dinner plates and put them on the countertop. She then went to the cutlery drawer and took out some knives, forks and spoons placed them on the counter top. She checked the food stirring one of the pots with a spoon.
Her parents did not know where to look as Katie moved about the kitchen.
Finally her father spoke." Catherine would you mind putting your robe back on and we can talk about this later"
"I will when I get an apology" Katie said calmly.
"Could you please move out of the way so I can lay the table?" Katie asked.
Her father moved to one side as her mother left the kitchen.
