The sun had just going down as Derek drove Holly home. She stared blankly out the window as she thought about the day's events. She had been dressed up, teased, and paraded around the mall, and finally made to ride Derek's cock to several orgasms. How could she have let these things happen? This wasn't her, she was a good girl. But there was no denying it. She looked down at her bare legs and let out a frightened squeal.
"Damn it! I'm still wearing this dress! I can't go home like this. My mommy will see me! What did you do with my other clothes?" Holly shouted.
"Aww babe, you look fantastic in that dress. You're old clothes? I dropped them in the donation bin at the mall. You don't want to wear those anymore," Derek responded calmly.
"What! How could you! Turn around! I need to go buy something else," she argued.
"No way babe, we're almost to your house. Besides, isn't this exactly what you wanted? You want to get back at your mom, teach her a lesson? I think seeing her perfect daughter as the incredibly sexy babe that you are will really get under her skin, don't you?" he asked.
"Damn it!" she said again as she stewed. No, that's not what she wanted, was it? With all that had happened to her in the last week she'd begun to forget the reasons for her anger against her mom. But now with her house moments away she thought again about how her mom had divorced her dad and ruined their family. And how her mom was fucking some strange guy and spending all her energy on him instead of on her. Yes, she hated her mom for what she did. But could she go through with this, parade herself in front of her dressed like this? She didn't know how her mom would react. There seemed to be no way to avoid it, however, short of sneaking past her to her room. As they pulled up to her house Holly saw her mom's car parked out front, along with Barry's car as well. Derek pulled up behind them and stopped.
"Here you go babe, home safe." He leaned over and kissed her, and drove his tongue past her lips as he squeezed her tit. "I had a great time, I'll call you," he said as he backed away from her.
"Umm, ok. See you later," she replied as she reluctantly opened the door and slid out. She walked to the front door, and as she opened it Derek honked his horn and sped off.
"Shit!" she thought as all hope of sneaking in was dashed. She tried to step lightly through the living room, but her heels clicked on the wood floor and she scolded herself for not removing them at the door. Her mom came out of her bedroom, and when she saw Holly she stopped dead in her tracks, mouth agape.
"What the hell are you wearing?" she finally managed to say. Barry walked up behind Jennifer and gawked at Holly.
"Hi mommy. It's just a new dress," Holly curtly replied.
"No, that is not JUST a new dress!" She stared at Holly, looking her up and down. "What have you done to yourself?" She was shocked at the apparent size of her daughter's breasts, but refrained from pointing them out with Barry in the room. Barry, however, was quick to notice her massive mounds, and was staring openly at Holly's cleavage. Holly glared at him for a brief second and then turned back to her mom.
"It's not a big deal. Derek got it for me," she said with a smirk. She knew that mentioning Derek would incite her mom further.
"Derek! You're still hanging out with him? What is wrong with you, young lady? I thought you were smarter than to choose a no-good boy like that!" Holly's mom replied.
"Well maybe I learned that from you," Holly spat back as she looked past her at Barry.
"Now Jenn, she's just being a teenager," Barry began as he tried to defuse the situation.
"You keep out of it! She's my daughter, and she is not going to behave this way!"
"Hey, don't get mad at me! This isn't my doing," Barry defended himself.
Jennifer turned to Barry, full of rage. "What the hell are you saying? That it's my fault?" Barry paled as he backed away, and Holly took the opportunity to head to her room as their argument continued.
*****
Several weeks had passed since that night that her mom caught her wearing that slutty dress. Since then, things had continued with Derek. It had almost become routine to either suck his cock, or let him fuck her tits, or let him fuck her. With each passing day her need to have his cock grew stronger. She no longer hesitated when he called on her. On the contrary, she eagerly sought him out. She called him when she was horny, sometimes even begged him to come over.
She knew this must have been some sort of spell he had on her, but this didn't change the desire that her body felt. She tried to fight it as best she could. She began spending more time at the school library, which was open during the day to support the kids taking summer school classes. But it did little to take her mind off of Derek or his cock.
Tonight, however, she was home alone at her mom's house. Her mom was taking a night class and wouldn't be home for another hour or so. She jumped in fright as she heard the front door open. Peering out her bedroom door, she saw Barry entering the house by himself and carrying a toolbox. He saw her as she peered through the cracked bedroom door.
"Hey Holly, sorry. I didn't mean to frighten you. Your mom wanted me to take a look at the leak on your kitchen faucet," Barry said through the door.
"Oh. Ok," Holly replied and then closed her door. "Shit!" she mumbled. She grumbled for a few minutes while she heard him banging around in the kitchen. Then her phone buzzed. It was Derek.
"Hi Derek," she said coyly.
"Hey babe, what's happening?" he asked.
"Oh, not much, just hanging out here. But that idiot Barry is out in the kitchen making a racket."
"Oh? What's he doing there? I thought your mom was in class on Thursday nights," he stated.
"Yeah, she is. He's just here fixing something or other."
"I see," Derek said and then paused for a moment. "So, do you miss me, babe?"
Holly immediately felt a pang of desire, triggered by the tone of his voice more than from the words he spoke. "How does he do that?" she wondered.
"You know I do," she whispered back.
"What are you wearing?"
