Christie was frustrated. She had worked long and hard throughout school to earn high grades and get accepted into an Ivy League school. Her acceptance letter to Penn had arrived about a month ago, just after her 18th birthday, and she had been extremely excited, but then the realization hit her that she would have to pay for it.
She had spent a few weeks attempting to piece together the funding and was barely halfway where she needed to be. She knew that she had to come up with something quickly or else her dream would fade away.
As the deadline to commit approached, she realized exactly how much she wanted the funding and how desperate she was to get it. She had obviously asked her parents for the money, but they had only agreed to pay a small portion of the bill. She knew that her mother was not the problem, but that her stepdad William was. William had gone on and on about how his not funding her college would teach her valuable life lessons and such, but Christie suspected that this speech was to cover up that he didn’t want to pay for her education. She knew that he had the money and that he had paid much more for her stepsister’s school.
With time running out, her desperation drove her toward a plan that she never thought she would consider.
Her family was planning a weekend in a cabin by a lake in a couple of weeks to celebrate the arrival of spring and attend the state park’s annual Earth Day concert, so she moved pretty quickly implementing her plan. She knew that he would never willingly choose to make a serious move on her, but she also knew that he was a man and that she was an eighteen year old beauty with a killer body. It would take deliberate, measured steps, but she was confident that she could eventually break him.
She began slowly ramping up the teasing of William. Nothing extravagant of course, he was far too proper for that (at least for now.) She simply started wearing shorter and sexier clothes around the house, and she always had her hair and makeup perfect. She had noticed him peeking at her from time to time, so part one of the plan was to give him more and more opportunities to peek.
She would lounge in the family room watching television, pretending not to notice that her skirt had been pushed up revealing practically all of her thighs. Usually, just one or two extra buttons on her blouses remained unbuttoned, allowing nice views of her ample cleavage.
She asked William to spot her as she lifted weights in the basement, wearing cute tank tops and short shorts. During these workouts, she began her manipulation. She would coax him into going above and beyond what he usually did in his workouts, and when he couldn’t continue, she would tease him, nothing too bad, just enough to begin tilting the balance in their relationship her way.
After a few days of this, and after she had been a tease all day, she allowed William to bump into her while he was fully erect.
She immediately stopped and looked directly at the front of his shorts. He began apologizing, embarrassed beyond belief, but Christie carefully took charge of the conversation by placing her finger on his lips and saying “Shhh, it’s okay; it’ll be our secret. “
As his face reddened, she added, almost as an afterthought, “It’s actually quite a nice size, William, not like mom describes at all.”
“What?” he asked puzzled.
“Oh nothing, William,” Christie answered, “I shouldn’t have said anything.”
“Did she say something?” he asked again.
“Well, I’m sure it’s not a big deal, but she said something about your performance being off lately,” Christie told him.
She suspected this would unnerve him, as he was in his 40’s and his performance probably was slipping, even though her mother had never said anything.
As William searched for words, Christie continued, “Look, don’t say I said anything, but she is really expecting a lot from you this weekend at the cabin; you should probably just restrain yourself from any pleasure with her or with yourself until we go to the cabin, then, you’ll be fully loaded for her. Maybe you should take some Viagra or something to be really ready, but don’t say anything, just surprise her.”
As she turned and left, she knew that William would do what she suggested.
Later that afternoon, she mentioned to her mom that she may not go to the cabin after all.
“Why not, Christie?” her mother asked, “I thought you were looking forward to it.”
“I was,” she answered, “But I don’t think William wants me to come.”
“What?” Her mother replied, “That doesn’t sound like him.”
“I don’t want to say.” Christie said.
“You can tell me, Christie, I won’t say anything,” Her mother continued.
“You promise you won’t say anything?” Christie asked.
“Of course, dear,” her mom assured her.
“Well, I heard him talking to a friend of his on the phone, and he was talking about just wanting to have sex with you all weekend. I really don’t want to be around for that.” Christie convincingly told her lie.
Her mother began to blush, and Christie told her that she would come to the cabin with them if she promised that she wouldn’t have sex with William that weekend.
“I just don’t want to walk in on my mom and stepdad,” she concluded.
“It’ll be fine, dear,” her mother assured her,” I can control him for a weekend; he’ll just have to wait until we get back.”
Christie thanked her mother and went off to pack.
Several days later they got up bright and early to drive to the cabin. They left early, and Christie graciously offered to let her mother ride in the back of the car where she could stretch out across the seat and sleep a little. This put Christie in the front passenger seat next to William, allowing her to give him quick, subtle views that appeared innocent but were enough to keep his attention on her. She would shift her legs, adjust her shorts, even at one point pretending to fall asleep with her head on his shoulder, giving him a really nice view down her shirt for a few minutes.
As they approached the cabin, Christie announced that she couldn’t wait to get some sun by the lake as soon as they got there.
William agreed, but he was shocked as Christie pulled out a bottle of suntan oil and began slowly rubbing it onto her legs. It was the best he could do to keep the car on the road as she oiled her legs one by one.
When she was done, she noticed that William was forcing himself to look straight ahead, though she knew he had been watching her show just seconds before. Rather than say anything, she pretended not to notice and began unbuttoning her blouse. She almost chuckled as she could see William trying to watch without directly looking at her. She dropped her shirt off and said that she really loved her new bikini top.
William looked over and said. “Yes, it’s very nice.” It was obvious, though, that his eyes were scanning her body and legs much more than they were her bikini top.
Before his eyes returned to the road, she allowed him to see her drip some tanning oil across her chest, which she began to rub. William badly wanted to watch, but he had to drive for a few more minutes.
Upon reaching the cabin, Christie stuck around and helped as her mother and William unpacked the car. She knew that William couldn’t stand this, as he could barely take his eyes off of her, but Christie knew that if she left him and her mother alone that he would begin angling for sex, and she wasn’t confidant that her mother would hold him off. Thus, Christie stuck around the entire day.
The next day was more of the same; William received subtle teasing by Christie, which came across as accidental, while Christie kept finding reasons to be beside her mother most of the day. A couple of times William had tried to go to the cabin alone, to nap, he said, but each time, Christie agreed that she could use some rest too, and she had also returned to the cabin and lounged on her bed reading her on her iPad as William tried to rest. She wasn’t stupid and knew that if William could manage a few minutes of time to himself, then he could jack off, and her plan depended on him being tremendously excited and frustrated.
That night was the outdoor Earth Day concert where everyone set up picnic areas outside to listen to several bands, and Christie was dressed in a short, sexy sundress that got lots of attention. She was able to pick a spot on a crowded hill for her and her parents to set up that forced her to be right up against William the whole night. William knew that he shouldn’t be having lustful thoughts about his stepdaughter, but he thought it would be awkward to move out of her proximity; plus, he was really enjoying being this turned on.
After the concert, Christie made sure that they all got back to the cabin at the same time and encouraged her mother to go to bed immediately. This, of course, put William off for another night.
The next morning the plan went into full gear.
Christie’s mother was already up and cooking breakfast, so Christie entered the room and, through a couple of backhanded compliments, had caused her mother to begin to believe that he was putting on weight. Slyly, Christie guided her to the false realization that something must be wrong because William hadn’t tried to sleep with her on the trip. Her mother didn’t put together that Christie hadn’t left them alone.
Once this was firmly ingrained in her mother’s mind, it was fairly simple for Christie to convince her mom to go work out while Christie finished up breakfast. Christie, ever the loving daughter, showed her mom on a handheld map of the property where the workout room was located and how it was a beautiful, 30-45 minute walk around the lake to get there.
“You’ll be back in a couple of hours and feel great!” she told her mom. “Here, borrow my iPad and read while you’re working out; that makes the time go faster.”
“Thanks, dear, I think I will, if you really don’t mind me going,” her mother answered.
“Of course not, I’ve got lots to do,” Christie stated.
As her mother disappeared down the path with her workout gear, Christie began to prepare. She was in and out of the shower in about three minutes and began getting dressed. She put on a white silk merry widow with white stockings and a garter belt. Her lovely auburn hair fell down just below her shoulders and, still slightly wet, had a very sexy look. She added a robe to cover up and carried a small bag with her back into the sleeping area of the cabin.
William was still sleeping in one of the old wooden beds.
Christie silently moved beside his bed, set her iPhone on the bedside table and removed four pair of soft but strong handcuffs from the bag she brought into the room. She quickly attached one to each of the bedposts and began to attach them one by one to William. First she gently slipped each of his ankles into one, then one of his arms. His final arm was pulled down, so, since the other three were secured, she boldly just pulled his wrist up above his head and snapped the last cuff shut as he came to.
He blinked his eyes a couple of times and soon they focused on a pretty Christie smiling at him. He began to smile but instantly recognized that he couldn’t move his arms or legs.
“What the hell?” he exclaimed.
Christie just smiled and moved from one corner post to the next, tightening the restraints so that he could barely move.
“I thought we should talk,” Christie said as she sat down next to his bed.
“What? Fuck that! Let me up now.” He exclaimed. “Carla!” He yelled for his wife.
Christie smiled sympathetically at him and calmly stated, “She isn’t here, and she can’t hear you.”
He looked at her as she continued, “Besides, you don’t really want her here anyway, do you?”
“Of course, she’s my wife; where is she?” he asked.
“Oh, she’s fine, William,” she answered as she picked up her iPhone and showed it to him.
