It was Thursday; Cassy wasn't at work for the rest of the week. Her and her boyfriend Sebastian were staying with his father, Robert, as they had been offered part time summer jobs at Roger's firms. Neither of them was going home this weekend, as Saturday was Robert's birthday. Robert's girlfriend had booked a table at his favourite restaurant, a very exclusive 2 Michelin star restaurant, Cassy, Sebastian, and Sebastian's brother Alexander were also invited. Robert was looking forward to it as he rarely had more than one of his four children together at any time, let alone on his birthday.
She sat curled up on the sofa, lounging around in worn but comfortable trousers and a sweatshirt. Next to her were an open packet of tortilla chips and a second can of diet coke. She had laid in bed till noon and was now firmly planted on the sofa eating her comfort food trying to block out the events of the previous evening at Alexander's. Sebastian and Robert were both at work and she wasn't expecting either of them home for a few hours.
Her thoughts were miles away; she paid minimal attention to the tedious talk shows that ticked by on the screen in front of her. No wonder she didn't notice anyone enter the house until they stood at the door and spoke.
"Hello princess" Her heart jumped to her throat at the sound of that voice, she curled up further into the sofa as she turned to greet him, her voice sounding more cheerful than it was.
"Hi Alex, sorry, I didn't hear anyone come in, you made me jump that's all."
"Sorry princess, I didn't mean to startle you."
After spending most of the day trying to deal with the disgust she felt with herself for submitting so easily to him last night, the pleasure she'd felt, and the feelings of being violated, the sight of him filled her with dread and undid everything she'd achieved so far. All she wanted was to get him away from her as quickly as possible.
"Urm well" she stuttered, holding her hands together to stop them from shaking, "Robert's in work, in fact so is Seb, I don't think they'll be back for a while, I can get them to call you when they do."
"Now now princess, that's no way to treat a house guest." His eyes remained on her "At least offer me a cup of tea."
"Urm, Alex, would you like a cup of tea?"
"Only if your making one" He replied, she knew that meant yes regardless of her preference, just like she'd known that he wasn't there for Robert or Sebastian before she'd asked.
She wiggled off the sofa; Alexander remained in the doorway so that she had to squeeze past him on her way to the kitchen.
She poured water into the kettle and set it to boil, getting two mugs from the cupboard she placed a teabag in each. "Do you take sugar?" she asked
"Two please, he replied, "I like my pleasures sweet."
With her back to him she watched the kettle as it boiled.
"I didn't come here to see Dad, you know that don't you?" He said, "I've come to see you. Damn girl you've got into my head, I couldn't sleep last night for thinking about you, I haven't wanked like that in ages!" He now stood behind her, placing his hands on her shoulders, she froze, unable to move away. "Your skin, the smell of your hair, your passion, you have no idea the passion you have. You're so fragile, so shy, so beautiful. I needed to see you, its like a drug". He pushed himself against her. She was terrified, she knew he wasn't going home empty handed; she didn't have the strength to stop him.
"Please Alex," she whispered, "Please leave me alone, what about Seb?"
"Oh don't you tease me like that, you know that you don't belong to Seb." He nuzzled in her hair. "I need to see you, out these ridiculous clothes you wear, all night I pictured what you must be like, I need to see." He took the hem of her sweatshirt in his hands and began to undress her, she tried to fight him by holding it down but his only response was to tell her not to be so shy.
As she stood there in the kitchen wearing her bra she again felt both excited by the tingling between her legs, and horrified by the nausea in her stomach. He ran his hands along her back, causing goosebumps to cover her body. Then he unhitched her bra and that too fell to the floor
The kettle had finished boiling; the steam it blew against the window began to clear. She could now make out their reflection as he put his hands below her breasts and pulled her into him.
The way he ground his groin into her back only confirmed what was contained.
This time when he touched her breasts he took her nipples between his fingers and gently squeezed them, she moaned at that touch and had to catch herself as her legs went momentarily weak as her stomach somersaulted.
He chuckled softly into her hair "I love the sounds you make"
Again he squeezed her nipples and again she moaned, wanting him to touch her again, to make her feel more. She knew that she was going to surrender; as there was no way she could stop him. Sliding his hands to her waist he pushed down her trousers, she wiggled them to the floor, then he did the same to her panties, she blushed red as the moisture between her legs made them stick. She stepped out of them and he kicked them away.
She had expected him to touch her as before, but instead he ran his hands over her skin and pressed himself further into the small of her back. He noticed her disappointment.
