Jake's Magic Remote XI - Misdirection - Sex Stories

Jake's Magic Remote XI - Misdirection

... a way to bond with her dad, and was willing to put the time in to learn. That was just as well, because as far as Petra was concerned everyone needed to do at least a little lifting. That first few weeks, where the brain learns and re-learns movements, learns to use the muscles you have before building new ones… that was necessary study for admittance into the human race. She had to admit, though, her Daddy did a good job trying to distract her. Petra had learned to recognize the tiny jump of frozen time, the little inconsistencies, and she had to try hard not to laugh every time he messed with her friend. Over and over, when Katie seemed to have relaxed, he would lie in wait and then ambush. Katie would be watching Petra do a stretch or a movement, her leg would flex or her nipples would poke outward, and then that shift would happen and Katie would tense up as she tried not to moan out loud. By the end of the hour, she was sure Katie was close to breaking one way or another. She looked over to one of her father’s hiding spots and shared a look with him, biting her lip. She wasn’t lying when she said Katie wasn’t really her type, but she was getting really hot participating in her mental corruption. “Alright,” Petra said, giving Katie’s shoulder a squeeze, “That’s enough for today. But we can do this again anytime.” Katie smiled at her. “I’d like that.” Petra chuckled. “Tell me that again tomorrow morning when you can barely move. C’mon, reward time.” “Daddy! Reward time!” ...

... Katie followed Petra up the stairs. Rewards… she’d dreamed of rewards from Mr. S, but she really doubted that working out had earned her what she wanted. “Good job, girls,” he called from the living room. “I restocked earlier, back of the fridge.” Petra bounced over to the fridge and leaned in. How could she be so bouncy still after all that work? Katie wiped some sweat off her brow and accepted the little bottle Petra handed to her. “Chocolate milk?” “Trust me. You need to drink it right now. For some reason it decreases soreness. Also trains you to love finishing a workout.” The milk was sweet and cold, which only reminded Katie of how hard she’d been working. “I stink,” she said quietly, hoping her future lover wouldn’t overhear. Petra scoffed at her. “It’s called sweat and it’s good. It’s even sexy.” She finished her own milk and tossed the bottle in a bin. “But we’re also gonna wash it off now. C’mon.” Katie looked one last time into the living room where Mr. Stevens was sitting, reading his book, then followed Petra up the stairs. And into the bathroom. Petra leaned into the huge shower stall and turned on the water on either side. “Go ahead, strip down and hop in. I’ll fetch us some towels.” She looked around. “Damn. Clean ones are all downstairs. Back in a bit.” Left alone in the bathroom, Katie peeled off her sweat-soaked clothing. She had not been expecting to be sweating into her bra, and taking it off was such a relief that it sent shivers through her. Her shorts ...