CAUGHT (Chapter 81)

Dave and Kate lay next to each other on Kate's bed, catching their breath.

"Oh, you make me feel so good, Sir David," Kate said to him.

"The feeling is mutual, Lady Katherine."

"Hmmmm. It's nice to be in a bed for a change. Not that there's anything wrong with the back of your car, mind you."

Dave laughed. "I agree with you. I still can't believe your father left you alone in the house."

"That's only because Ellen was giving him crap about not going out. And even Dad said that it was unfair to always go out when Eric and Tara were here, thus making me babysit."

"Ellen should give your Dad crap about not going out more often." They both laughed.

Kate reached down between Dave's legs. "Oh, Sir David? It does seem like you've recovered."

"I do believe you are right, my Lady." He started to move towards her.

"No, darling, you stay right where you are," Kate said. She climbed up on top of him, straddling him. "We never get to do it this way in a car."

"You're right," Dave smiled. Kate grabbed his cock, aimed, and sank down on it.

"OOOF!" She settled down on him, taking his full length in her. "Oh, yeah!" she moaned. Deliberately, she started moving up and down on him.

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"I'm sorry, Dan. Our first night out in weeks, and I get sick," Ellen said.

"That's OK. There will be other nights," Dan said. He opened the door for her, and they both stepped in.

"I'm going to fix myself some tea to settle my stomach down," Ellen said.

"OK, honey. Funny that the house is dark." Dan said. "Kate?" he called.

"She's probably painting," Ellen called from the kitchen.

"True. Dan walked up the stairs. Kate's door was closed. She wasn't supposed to close that door, dammit, he thought. "Kate?" he called, opening the door.

He froze. There, on her bed, was his stark naked daughter, straddling her boyfriend. He could see her moving up and down. Her eyes were closed, and she was moving softly.

As Dan looked at her in disbelief from the doorway, her eyes opened. "OH SHIT!" she yelled, jumping off of Dave and attempting to cover up.

"Katherine Elizabeth Thompson, you will get dressed and get your ass downstairs RIGHT NOW!!" With that, he turned and left the room.

"Oh, we have had it," Dave said after he had left.

"You can say that again," Kate agreed. "Get dressed, honey. And when we get down the stairs, you just keep going out the door."

"You sure? I'll stay and take my share of it, if that will help."

"No, Sir David, gallant as that may be, it will not help. It'll just give Dad an excuse to blame it all on your evil male influence. Let me handle this, OK?"

"OK."

They dressed in a hurry. When they reached the bottom of the stairs, Dan was pacing in the living room. He saw them come down, yelled "YOU!", and strode towards Dave.

Kate got in his way. "You stay right there. David, go. Love you."

"Love you too, Katherine." He beat it out the door.

"Damn you, Kate, if I ever get my hands on him……"

"You'll do nothing."

"You sit down and shut up, young lady!" Dan bellowed at her.

"Fat chance of that," she said, though she did sit down in a chair.

"Kate, I am shocked at what I just saw," Dan began. "Completely shocked."

"You know, you'd find you'd be shocked a lot less if you learned how to knock on a damn door," Kate spat at him.

"KATE! I will not stand for any lip from you, not now. First of all, you will stop seeing David, immediately."

"You are kidding."

"No! He's obviously a bad influence."

Kate broke up laughing. "Oh, and I had nothing to do with it?"

"Kate, dammit, I won't allow this. I'll be damned if I'm going to watch my daughter turn into a slut."

"A SLUT????" Kate came flying off the chair. "I have been with ONE guy, after we had been going out over a YEAR, and that makes me a slut? Or, are you one of those assholes that thinks that any girl that does it even once is a slut? If I were your son, would we be even having this conversation?"

"Boys are different."

"Oh really. So how old were you your first time?"

"That is none of your business."

"In other words, younger than me." Kate wasn't backing down now. "And, if your sex life is none of my business, than mine is none of yours. So, how old were you, Dad?"

"He was fourteen, from what he told me," Ellen interjected. Dan glared at her. "She's right, you know, if this were a son, you wouldn't be reacting this way."

"Like I said, boys are different." Dan maintained.

"Only because you're a Neanderthal, sexist pig," Kate said.

"Kate, that will be more than enough of that. I am your father, you will do as I say. You're not to see David."

"Fine. Then I plan to fuck the entire Oceanview High baseball team, one at a time."

"KATHERINE!" Dan yelled.

"Your choice, Dad. Either I stay with the guy I love, or I will become a slut out of sheer spite."

"That's it. Kate, you are grounded. You will come home directly after school every day until I say differently."

"You know what, Dad? I won't be coming home here at all!" She stormed out of the room and up the stairs.

"You were way too hard on her," Ellen said.

"You might enjoy having a daughter like Sophia, but I do not want one."

"What is that supposed to mean?"

"You know exactly what it means. A little sex maniac. Girls aren't supposed to be sex maniacs."

"Kate's right. You are a sexist pig," Ellen said, storming into the kitchen.

Dan sighed, and followed Kate up the stairs. By the time he got there, she had already pulled out a suitcase and was busy throwing clothes into it.

"What do you think you're doing?" he asked.

"Going to live with Mother!"

"You can not be serious."

"WATCH ME!!"

"Your mother can't take care of herself, much less you."

"All the better," Kate spat out. "She'll get drunk and pass out every night, like she always does, and I'll do what I want."

"Kate, your mother is violent."

"I'm bigger than she is now."

"Kate, please do not do this."

"You leave me no choice, Dad. I refuse to sit here and be treated like a child, not when it comes to my love life. I'm damn near the perfect daughter, except for the fact that I'm no longer a virgin, and you practically treat me like I've committed murder."

"Kate, I'm just worried about you."

"What? That's a laugh. You're not worried about me, you're worried about your little antiquated ideas about teenaged girls and sex--actually, it might be all girls and sex. Worried about me? David and I have been together forever. You used to like him. We're protecting ourselves. We were both virgins the first time, and are faithful, so there's no chance of disease. What's to worry about?"

"Kate, I worry about you getting hurt."

"That's bound to happen sooner or later. And whether or not David or I had sex, losing him would hurt just the same either way. You can't protect me from getting hurt. And I haven't been hurt worse lately than I was hurt by the guy who called me a slut because I've been to bed with one guy."

"I'm sorry."

"You should be."

"Kate, what do you want from me?"

"Stay out of my love life, and stay out of my room unless you are expressly invited, would be a start."

Dan sighed. "Kate, why couldn't you wait?"

"I could have, I didn't want to. Why didn't you wait?"

"It's different for guys, like I said. Teenage boys have certain urges and drives."

Kate cracked up laughing, and heard Ellen laughing from the doorway. "He just doesn't get it, does he?" Ellen said to her.

"No, he does not." Kate agreed.

"WHAT?" Dan yelled.

"Kate, tell him." Ellen said.

"Fine. He's gonna love this one. Dad, I spend a very large chunk of my waking hours hornier than a German Shepherd in heat."

"I did not want to hear that!" Dan blurted out.

"Maybe you need to," Ellen said. "You're under the sad impression that girls don't get horny."

"Hell, I'm hornier than David is, most of the time. Well, he's catching up lately," she giggled. "Daddy, I waited to have sex with David over a year, even though I was in love with him after about a month, and even though I was horny enough to jump the nearest fencepost. I still waited, to make sure I was ready. I do not feel I should be condemned for that."

"I still think you're too young."

"Well, then we're at an impasse, because I don't. I love David, I love what we do together, I don't plan on stopping, and that's all there is to it."

Dan looked at Kate, then turned away, towards the door. He stopped at the door, turned around, and said, "Kate, don't go to your mother's. Please." With that, he walked out the door.

"Give him some time to adjust, Kate," Ellen advised.

"I will, but I am not going to break up with David. And I'm putting a lock on that damn door."