***This is the story of Katie and Scott, which began in chapter one but with an added twist. This story is fictional and while Katie is based on a real acquaintance, the events of this story never occurred, at least not to my knowledge. The characters are all above 18 and none are truly related.***
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A few months had passed since Katie and her "Uncle Scott" had hooked up. She rarely thought about it anymore but it had been several weeks since Derek had last passed through town and she was, well, in a word horny.
Scott Smith feels his phone vibrate and pulls it out to see a text from Katie.
"You busy?" It read.
Typing back he answers "not really, Johnny and I are hanging out at Earl's." Which Katie knew was their group's watering hole of choice.
"Oh... (Frown emoji) nevermind." She texts back.
He feels a familiar tingle of hope and tries to nonchalantly reply. "What's up?" His friend Johnny notices the texting and asks.
"Ashley busting your balls again?" With a snort before taking a draw on his beer bottle. The next text causes Scott to almost drop his phone and Johnny gets a brief glimpse of the screen. "Who the fuck is that?" Seeing a nearly nude picture of a brunette in a sheer pink negligΓ© but not seeing her face and knowing that Scott's wife is bleach blonde. He grabs the phone from his buddy, whose reflexes are a little impaired after four beers. Seeing a familiar face now in the picture, with the caption 'mom and dad are at grandma's again.' Johnny immediately recognizes Katie Wilson, their friends Mike's 22 year old daughter. When did she get to be so hot, Johnny thinks before his trance is broken by the enormity of the situation. Johnny looks up at Scott and then almost falls off the chair as he starts to laugh. "Mike is going to kill your skinny ass and then Ashley is going to throw what's left in the wood chipper."
Scott begins to panic and tries to make an excuse but instead says "It was just one time and I honestly didn't think It'd ever happen again." Scott stammers as his eyes are downcast, trying to avoid Johnny's gaze and he tries to unsuccessfully take his phone back.
Feeling it vibrate again, Johnny rips it back to see the latest text. "What did your dumb ass do Scott?" he shakes his head in disbelief at his friend. "I was just thinking that the two of you were you know sexting. Are you telling me that you fucked Mike's daughter?" He says a little too loudly as his friend Scott looks around to see if anyone else heard him. Johnny feels the phone vibrate in his hand a second time.
"You there?" Katie texts wanting a response.
Johnny looks at the screen for a few seconds, studying the picture of his friend's nearly nude daughter and feeling his cock stiffen. Wondering now what that tight little body would feel like and how those sweet lips would look sucking on his cock . "Yeah but this is Johnny." He types. "We need to talk little girl. Scott and I are coming over." He grabs Scott by the arm pulling him up and slapping two $20.00's on the bar top, motioning at the bartender that they are closing out. "Let's go!" he says pushing Scott to the door ahead of him.
"Fuck!" Katie says out loud, staring at the screen in her hand in disbelief. 'Uncle Johnny saw the picture she sent to Scott', she's thinking to herself. What am I going to do? Should I leave? She thinks. Looking at the picture she can clearly make out her nipples, her breasts, pretty much everything through the light pink sheer material. She feels herself getting wet at the thought of having exposed herself to another of her dad's friends but panicked none the less. "Fuck!" She exclaims again.
Johnny is part pissed off and part aroused as he climbs into his truck. "What the fuck Scott?" He mumbles to himself, staring at his friend. Still mulling over what he's going to say to Katie, knowing exactly what he wants to do to her after seeing that photo and knowing about she and Scott fucking makes matters worse. It's a temptation he doubts he'd be able to resist. No way she's still half naked he muses as he hits the gas. No use giving her any extra time to change, he thinks grinning to himself as he beats a red light.
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