Molly Ch. 18: Humble Abode

"Are you certain this is the right direction?" Molly Indrabooty ushered from the back seat of her Father's SUV.

"I have programmed the GPS. Be patient or I shall turn back."

Sahseej winks at his wife across from him in the passenger seat. She was proud of her husbands behavior in this situation. This was not only good for Molly but it would be like a vacation for they themselves. Since coming from Mumbai they had only been to the beach once. Their careers taking up every ounce of their lives.

"According to the GPS we should be there in five minutes. Calm yourself Darling."

Molly fidgets eying her cell for texts. All morning Caleb had sent her messages of adoration. She was in Heaven. This would be her first time seeing him outside of school or in their own home. Although he was putting her through hell she had fallen for the evil bastard. Hell in the sense of sexual control. To an ordinary person a nervous breakdown would be on tap. Molly however seemed to relish in her torment. She adored sex. She worshipped Caleb. She literally gave up any thoughts of running away.

She knew today would challenge her. Caleb had ordered her to make love to his Father. She would see it done once she figured out how to avoid her parents long enough.

Caleb had told her to let him handle it. She would merely bide her time and obey Caleb. He knew what he was doing. Even if in truth she didn't.

"There's the drive." Marjorie points out a gated path toward a massive three story beach house, "Oh, my. Can we buy a home such as this Sahseej?"

He rolls his eyes, "I knew you were only after my money."

"Our money. I make a sizeable contribution. Something to consider?"

"We shall see." He frowns. It was only the three of them. He knew they did not need anything quite so extravagant. It would pass over he predicted.

At a wrought iron gate Sahseej pulled up and lowered his window. Before he could say anything he hears, "Hey Guys. It's Caleb. I'll buzz you in. Pull over behind my sister's car. The silver one."

As the gates hush wide Sahseej had a vague shiver suddenly. Regardless he let it fade and drove onward. Finding the car he settles in behind it and parks. The hair on his neck rose at realizing something. This was the car that had dropped Caleb off at school. The one with the cute young woman who gave him her thong. Suddenly, he froze in his seat. Haunted by the possibility of humiliation. Would she even remember him? Would she bust him in front of his family?

Molly had jumped from the SUV already while Marjorie eyed her husband, "Are you okay?"

"I am. Merely feeling out of place. I will get past it."

"Of course you will. Let's make our daughter proud."

He nods unclasping his seat belt and the married couple exit together. Walking hand in hand toward an opening front door. Molly wiggled her way ahead of them to greet Caleb and Nathan at the door.

Caleb immediately noticed her cute outfit. Her cleavage more open than normal around her parents. Her dress black with white brick like rectangles chaining all across her. The skirt barely over her knees. She looked stunning.

"Wow! You look great." Caleb holds his breath trying not to pop a boner so soon. Nathan behind him whistled out loud forcing Caleb to sneer at him. His brother loved to agitate. "Thank you. It is new. You are quite a looker as well." She eyes his polo shirt and white pants. She had never seen him dressed so neatly. Normally in blue jeans, Cargo pants, or t-shirts.

Following closely behind Molly's parents joined them.

"Your home is beautiful Caleb." Marjorie stresses with a warm smile.

"It's too big. But thanks." He chuckles trying again not to lock eyes on Marjorie's own bursting cleavage. She wore a white and lavender evening dress. Shoulder less but with a sheer netting shawl for accent.

Shaking hands with Sahseej felt like the right thing to do. Offer respect even though he truly had none to give. His expression could make the Devil doubt his sincerity.

Behind them in the doorway came a shrill, "Welllllllcommmme!" via Dayna Houser, the busty blond model with big blue eyes, "Invite them in."

Sahseej fidgets nudging his wife and daughter ahead of him. He was feeling uneasy. "You must be Marjorie. Welcome to our home. My name is Dayna. My husband Martin will join us shortly. Business call. Oil rig." She frowns.

"It's so nice to meet you Dayna. Thank you for inviting us to dinner."

"Oh, we owed you one. Caleb speaks so highly of you all. Great first impression I think."

"You've raised a nice young man." Marjorie grins at Caleb. His crotch increasing in size. He chose to blush and step aside with Molly.

"Go on. Show Molly the home. We will join you shortly." Dayna motions them away.

He made his move. Grabbing her hand he leads her away and out of their sight. The second nobody could see them Caleb walks her back into a wall and kisses her long and hard. She lost all rhyme or reason in that moment.

"Oh, my! You may kiss me like that more often."

Nathan chuckles moving next to his brother. Eye contact later Caleb steps back and lets his brother kiss Molly just as feverishly. His hands squeezing her breasts. Going so far as to pelt her throat with tender kisses. After a few minutes Caleb breaks it up. Was it jealousy?

Molly fans herself knowing her parents were heard talking just on the other side of the wall. Still, the excitement of their desires made her wet as hell.

Dayna had escorted the Indrabooty's to a formal living room and had offered them a glass of wine. Relaxing back the chatter became about careers and children. At least that made Sahseej feel more at ease. He loved talking about his occupation and its rewards. As Sahseej finishes his career move from Mumbai to Miami he hears a clearing of a very masculine throat. Sitting forward to look behind them Sahseej notes a tall broad shouldered man in a white polo shirt similar to his son Caleb's.

"Didn't want to interrupt you and have to tell it all over again." The charming man with a flat top hair cut chuckled. He made his move from the staircase down and extended his hand toward Sahseej. Standing quickly they embraced a hand of friendship.

"Martin Houser. So, you're the Indrabooty Family I hear so much about. Strong handshake there Indrabooty. For a brain surgeon correct?"

"Yes. I am very cautious of my hands. Strong yet they are my bread and butter as you American's say."

"All good. This must be your lovely wife." Martin towers over Marjorie as he dares to peer down through her cleavage. The notice of his gaze made her shy a bit before raising her hand up. Martin in turn bends over and faintly kisses her knuckles.

"Marjorie." She hisses with a sudden burst of adrenalin.

"Pleasure indeed Beautiful lady."

"Martin! Stop before you scare the poor family away." Dayna tilts her drink with a devilish grin. Fanning her long legs from side to side nervously. In her short skirt Sahseej captured a very quick view of what appeared to be crotch less panties. He began to sweat.

"No reason to fear us. Just welcoming our guests here to our humble abode. If I have offended you please accept my sincerest apologies."

"You are fine. We are just--well--not used to entertaining I suppose. Since coming back to Florida in my case I have not established many friends. My husband here works numerous hours. My tenure at the University of Miami pretty much secludes me from anyone other than Botanists and students."

"Which leaves so little time for family." Dayna slips in, "We can so relate. Martin here is the Chief Engineer for an oil rig out in the Gulf. One of the few left in operation. I am a Real Estate Agent for Greater Miami. Including some homes in the Keys. Both of us are constantly on the move."

"Speaking of on the move? Where are the kids?" Martin sits on the sofa arm beside his wife looking about.

"Caleb and Nathan stole young Molly away immediately. He wanted to show her the house. They make such a darling couple." Dayna reports before fanning her hand toward Marjorie, "I hope you don't mind my saying so. As a Mother I am sure you look for the best for your child. As I do."

"Absolutely. We find Caleb a very fine young man. You raised him well." Marjorie pats her husband on the knee. Informing him that he needed to speak.

"Yes. Caleb tells us he wishes to become a cameraman for the movies." Sahseej responds.

Martin scowls, "Pipe dream. The boy needs to grasp reality. Big money in oil. Soon as he graduates I'm arranging a job on the rig. "

Sahseej narrows his eyes, "This would mean that he would be at sea for weeks as he tells us that you perform?"

"Yep. It will be good for him. If you're worried about your daughter never seeing him I would presume you have intentions of Molly going on to college? This would give them space should they pursue a lengthy relationship. Correct?"

The Indrabooty's eye each other as Marjorie takes her husband by the hand.

"Whatever the future holds we can only support our children." Marjorie softly smiles.

"Speaking of supporting our children? Where's our daughter?" Martin scowls.

"By the pool of course. Where she always is."

Dayna points out a set of French doors leading to a massive veranda with an in ground pool that appeared to be merging with the ocean.

Marjorie brightens up, "I was unaware of a daughter. Molly only spoke of two sons."

"Our oldest. Kayla. She's twenty. She and Caleb are our biological children. We adopted Nathan. I was done giving birth after Caleb. Thank God for Plastic surgeons." Dayna pats her tummy.

"Molly is all that we ever wanted." Marjorie adds.

"Cheaper. That's for sure." Martin huffs.

Dayna concurs, "Our kids blow money faster than we make it. Soon, we will need to buy the boys cars of their own. A graduation ritual. Kayla had to wait as well."

"We have actually never discussed buying Molly a car." Marjorie sits up shifting slightly to acknowledge her thoughts toward Sahseej, "She did take drivers education."

Her husband merely scowls. Now was not the time to discuss such financials. She took the hint quickly buttoning her lip. Both Martin and Dayna notice her shy nature once her husband asserts control. Even through a simple reaction. Martin found her submission intriguing.

Before another word was spoken from either side the French doors to the left of them hissed open. In walked the Houser's ravishing blond daughter in nothing but a string bikini of white. In its wetness her bikini was slightly see through. Nipples loud and proud. "There's my baby girl." Martin motions Kayla over.

Upon seeing her Sahseej turned pale and his eyes trembled. She was extraordinarily beautiful. Even more so than the two days he had checked her out. Prancing toward them Kayla suddenly recognized Sahseej and smiled brightly. Her stride becoming more seductive suddenly.

"Kayla? These are Molly's parents. Caleb has told you about them." Dayna directs her to shake their hands.

Stepping between their legs and the coffee table Kayla greets Marjorie with a mere "Hello." Once their hands release Kayla turns her attention toward Sahseej. "You look so familiar. Have we met?"

Sahseej felt his stomach cramp as her waist stood a mere two feet from his eyes. Her body still dripping slightly from pool water. Her bikini bottoms sinking up inside her camel toe. He had to force his eyes higher or let Marjorie become suspicious.

"I do not believe we have had the pleasure." He chokes up raising his hand to shake hers.

While time stood still Dayna leaps up and offers a shrill, "My pot roast."

Marjorie distracted by her panic jumps to her assist, "I'll help you."

The two women vanish into the kitchen leaving Sahseej holding Kayla's soft right hand. He wanted to release her but something kept his grip. She nibbled her lip at his roving eyes.

"We need a refill, Sahseej." Martin grunts grabbing his wine glass and stepping away. Leaving He and Kayla to flirt.

As Kayla eyes her Father disappear she swiftly turns her attention toward Molly's Father. Without warning she straddles his lap and throws her arms around his neck. Sahseej nearly panics at her boldness.

"So, how are my panties?"

"You must get off of me. Please."

"Only if you get off over me. Please." She sticks her tongue out at him.

Gyrating over his crotch he nearly faints before she hops up and down on his twice before climbing off. She knew he liked her mischief because his crotch was tenting up to his discomfort.

As Martin returns Kayla giggles, "It was nice meeting you Mister Indrabooty. I'll be down later for dinner. Need to shower and shave." She slyly tugs her bikini bottoms down to offer a glimpse of her finely tuned pubes.

"Don't pay my daughter any mind. She's a flirt." Martin hands Sahseej his glass of wine, "Get upstairs and don't come back unless you're presentable."

"Yes Daddy."

She winks at Sahseej before strutting up the stairs behind him. Sahseej had to close his eyes and hide his crotch behind his hands and wine glass.

This was going to be a stressful night.

In the back room of the home Caleb had Molly bent over with her skirt hiked over her ass. He stood fucking her from behind. Only two rooms away from the Kitchen. Molly was terrified yet loving this risk.

"They might hear us." Molly confesses trying not to moan.

"Open that door Nathan." Caleb nods at his Brother watching them fuck.

Jumping up from a recliner Nathan opens the door leading out into the rest of the house. In opening the door they heard Dayna and Marjorie laughing from the Kitchen. In hearing her Mother Molly attempted to bite her lip.

"Oh, no. Moan louder." Caleb growled.

Whimpering Molly releases a shrill moan that pierced the air.

"Louder."

She creases her brow then obeys, "Ohhhh, Caleb."

"LOUDER." He roars.

It was quite possible that the women heard his bellow. Even Nathan had to look out to watch for any prying curiosity.

"You must fuck me harder Caleb." Molly intensifies her tone.

Caleb shakes his head and reaches over her back to grip her curls. He then nudges her to walk forward toward the open doorway. At the doors threshold he snarls, "LOUDER."

"Harder Caleb." She attempts yet fails to satisfy his needs.

Slapping her ass he fucks her ten more thrusts before again nudging her out the door into the next room. Now only a wall obscured them from their Mother's. Nathan felt mischievous and steps around them going to the doorway into the Kitchen. At the door he looks back at a haunted Molly. Heaving back and forth at Caleb's dick pounding her thighs.

With a flipped bird toward Molly, Nathan opens the door to the Kitchen and holds it wide. Seeing his Mother Nathan sniffs at the air, "Something smells delicious."

Dayna looks up from the oven holding a casserole dish in her oven mitts. Beside her leaning on an island bar stood Marjorie, her back to Nathan displaying a tight ass of her own.

"Dinner is almost ready. We were discussing going sailing. Doesn't that sound like fun?" Dayna beams.

"Sure. Tomorrow right?"

"It might prove too late to set sail today. We will need to talk about this over dinner." Beyond the open doorway Molly is forced forward to peek around the corner. Caleb's hand still in the back of her hair. He revealed Molly to her Mother while standing behind her still thrusting, although slower.

"Hello Mother." Molly smiled.

"Are you having fun Sweetheart?" Marjorie stands up admiring her daughter's demeanor. She was glowing, yet troubled.

"Oh yes. I love their home Mother." She whimpers lightly as Caleb caressed her G-spot just right to give her shivers.

"So do I. Let's talk your Father into buying a house."

"Okay."

Nathan chuckles, "Mom can find you a lot of cool houses. Right Mom?"

Dayna smirks, "But, of course."

Caleb nears detonation behind Molly as she leans around the doorway at a strange angle. Holding the threshold for dear life as he manages to escort her further into view. Molly was ready to piss more than cum. Still her hormones were screaming for release. It was extremely difficult not to let on in front of their Mother's.

"Are you alright Molly?" Marjorie eyes her daughter's composure. The girl was pale and trembling.

"Yes Mother. I am quite hungry. Perhaps my sugar is low."

"Almost done Sweetheart. Why don't you kids get cleaned up." Dayna prepares them. On the other side of the wall Caleb grunts, "Yup! Almost done Sweetheart." He whispers into Molly's ear. Leaning over her shoulder to wink at his Mom. Molly nearly lost her balance. Seconds later right in view of her own Mother she felt Caleb cum inside her. The shooting jizz made her squeal.

"Do not tickle me, Caleb." She rushes to their rescue. His cum trickling down her thighs.

"Isn't it nice the sounds of our children getting along so well?" Dayna nudges Marjorie with a toast of wine glasses.

"I do believe my daughter is in love." Marjorie's whispers giggling.

Caleb swiftly pulls out of Molly's drenched pussy and pulls her dress down. Zipping up he nudges them further until their entire bodies were in the doorway. Caleb planting his hands on Molly's shoulders and showing himself to the women.

"Worked up an appetite. I showed Molly our fitness room. We worked out a bit."

Molly quickly lifts her right bicep, "I think I am much stronger now."

Nathan had to chuckle. This girl was something else.

In the living room Martin and Sahseej were getting along quite well considering Kayla Houser's flirtations. It appeared her Father was oblivious to her actions. Sahseej felt comfortable suddenly. Of course Kayla was no where to be found. It remained to be seen how dinner might go.

Having mentioned a hobby of Nascar Martin Houser took Sahseej upstairs to a private room dedicated to car models and driver memorabilia. While Sahseej wasn't really into such a hobby he did believe in being sociable for his daughters sake.

On their journey through the upstairs Sahseej found his eyes peeled for any potential run ins with Kayla. Sure enough after hearing her Father's voice Kayla eased her bedroom door open by two inches. Expecting them to pass by Kayla raced to her bed and lay naked on top of her covers. Rubbing her clit facing the door she hoped that Sahseej would look inside.

In passing she got her wish. Sahseej had to stop and look at her. Pausing only to stare before being forced to abandon the visual. Martin waited for him to join in his rambles of racing. Kayla knew they had to come back through at some point. In a bold move she jumped from her bed and opened her door even further. Four inches wide now.

Returning to her bed she reaches to her bedside stand and breaks out a purple vibrator. Laying back she teases her clit and awaits them to tire of the Nascar chamber. Hearing them leave the room she listens to her Father's words.

"Go on back down. I need to use the head." Then, hearing her Father step into his room.

Sahseej made his way cautiously toward Kayla's room. Stopping in her doorway he watches her imbed her vibrator inside her sweet little pussy. Her moans soft and alluring. She locks eyes upon his and arches her back.

"You can come inside if you want to." She whimpers hopefully.

Shaking his head no he reaches into his pants pocket and produces her thong which he had carried with him. It was time to give it up. Dangling it from her door knob he smirks at her then takes his leave.

Kayla pouted and gave up on her mission. For the moment. Her devilish deeds far from over.

Sahseej headed down to rejoin his wife in the living room. The boys and Molly sitting with her.

"There you are." Marjorie notes her husband on the stairs.

Caleb sat right across from Marjorie staring up her skirt as Molly hugged his side. He was obvious and didn't care. Even Nathan sitting beside Marjorie eyed her muscular legs. Molly sat numb to the situation. She had just had sex in front of her own Mother. Barely unseen. She was proud of her achievement but concerned for the rest of the night. She knew she still needed to bed down Caleb's Father. Would there even be time?