Ian’s New Girlfriend

On a late Saturday night, Lacey was lying on her bed reading a magazine when she heard the front door slam. Checking her clock she was slightly confused as her mom and her boyfriend Ian were not supposed to be back from their date for at least another hour. She did not really care and dutifully got up and descended the stairs to the living room to greet them. Seeing her mom taking off her coat she opened her mouth to greet her but was cut off by her shouting into the kitchen at who she assumed was Ian.

“Why would you even look in my purse?” she demanded angrily.

“You said you couldn’t find your credit card,” Ian shouted back.

“I didn’t say you needed to look for it.”

“Well you were the one who wanted to drive. I would have been perfectly happy to drive. Then maybe I wouldn’t have seen your phone when your other boyfriend texted.”

“Don’t call him that. We aren’t even serious,” Janet, Lacey’s mom, tried to defend herself. She was not doing a good job of it.

“Mom, are you cheating on Ian?” Lacey asked with apparent appall.

“I wasn’t really aware that we were exclusive,” Janet made another excuse.

“The fact that you and your daughter are living in my house rent free would suggest as such,” Ian retorted. He had just entered the living room from the kitchen.

“You just love to lord that over me, don’t you? You only own your house because your mother died and left it to you. Just wait until my parents die, then we’ll be on equal footing.”

“If we’re even still together,” Ian scoffed.

Janet looked livid with anger. “Sweetie, you don’t want to hear all this. Just go back upstairs for now,” she instructed Lacey.

Lacey looked at Ian for confirmation. She somewhat wanted to be a part of the conversation to come. Maybe she could help them reconcile. If they really did break up, it would not just be Janet who would have to leave the place they now called home.

Ian shooed Lacey away with his hand, informing her that she was unneeded. Reluctantly, Lacey sauntered back up the stairs. No sooner had the door to her room shut than the shouting started again. Groaning she put on a headset and began to listen to music on her phone to drown it out. Once she had turned up the volume enough to make sure she could hear none of the shouting, she resumed reading her magazine.

Before long she forgot everything else and was engrossed in her reading. She did not even notice when the door to her room opened. She did however feel the weight of someone sitting down on the bed behind her. Feeling annoyed at having been sent away earlier, she did not bother looking at them. She wanted to be petty and ignore them for as long as possible.

A large hand touching her butt revealed that the person in question was Ian and not her mother. He did that from time to time, patted her bottom when he wanted her attention instead of tapping her shoulder. She did not really mind as she liked Ian as a person. In fact, one of the main reasons he and her mother got together was because he got along so well with Lacey.

Not realizing how loud her music was, Ian began to talk to Lacey as if she could hear him. “I don’t want you to think less off either your mom or me because of this. We both decided that we need some time apart. That may sound like we’ll get back together soon, but I’ll be honest I’m kinda past wanting her back at this point. She’s already left. I don’t know where she’s going to go and I really couldn’t care less right now.”

Ian paused and waited for Lacey to say anything. Of course, she could not hear him at all. She was still pretending to ignore his presence while listening to her blaring music. “I don’t want to be unreasonable,” Ian continued. “I know you have school and moving now would disrupt that. I’m willing to let just you stay until summer. If your mom has found a new place by then, you’ll go back with her. I feel that is more than fair.”

Once again, Ian waited for Lacey to respond. She simply kicked her feet and hummed along to the song on her phone. He tapped her butt twice more and even gave it a slightly hard whack; still no response. Annoyed he decided to tease her a little. He pulled on her shorts, sliding them down her legs and exposing her heart print panties.

She frowned but continued ignoring him. Another slap to the butt almost made her yelp. By now she was curious to what he wanted but she did not plan to lose this game. She readjusted herself, practically pointing her butt at him, daring him to keep spanking her.

After another three slaps, he decided to up the ante. He slid his thumbs into the waist of her panties. She stifled a gasp as he tickled her slight love handles. Her crotch felt cold when he slid her panties down to her thighs. She wiggled her butt as she tried to readjust herself again. At the same time he slapped her bare ass, loud and hard. She bit her lip to keep from yelping. Another slap and she was almost ready to give in.

He was no longer trying to get her attention though; he was simply punishing her insolence. He slapped each of her round butt cheeks repeatedly. She moaned out loud, still biting her lip. Her eyes rolled back in her head and she dropped her magazine. She jolted and squealed with each slap, forgetting that she could probably get him to stop if she just asked him to.

Ian was fast forgetting why he was spanking her. He was just watching his girlfriend’s daughter’s ass bounce and shake with each hit. It was mesmerizing. Lacey had a much better figure than her mom. While Janet was on the skinny side, Lacey was slightly plump. Not enough to be called fat by any means. She just filled out any outfit she wore. Her clothes always looked tight around the chest and thigh area. Her plump legs clung together perfectly to hide her crotch from view.

Ian was thinking about it though. He kept trying to spank her in such a way that her ass would lift and show him her private place. When he thought about it too much, he acted on instinct. She gasped as he, rather than spanking her, pushed his hand between her legs and pressed the tips of his fingers against her bare crotch. He felt something warm and damp.

Unfortunately, he had just crossed a line. Lacey opened her mouth and screamed for her mother. Acting before thinking, Ian put his hand on the back of her head and pushed her face into the bed to stifle her screams. As she began to struggle, trying to inch herself away from his invading fingers, he reacted in the opposite, trying to work his fingers further into her slightly wet crotch.

She stopped when she felt them slip inside. It was a foreign sensation she did not know how to react to. His fingers were larger than her own.