Stacey's pov

It's been three weeks since Sean was arrested and I was grounded. Sean's stepdad hired him a good lawyer who got the charges reduced so Sean would only have to do community service and pay a fine. Mike and Shane have finally lifted my grounding and consented to meeting Sean.

I knew this was a horrible train wreck in the making but I also knew it was necessary if I ever wanted to see my boyfriend again. Today is the day Sean will meet my guardians and for some unknown reason, Dr. Curtis as well. Shane and Mike failed to inform me of that super un-fun surprise until the last minute, knowing I probably would have called this meeting off.

I drove over to Sean's apartment after lunch to prep him for this catastrophe waiting to happen.

"Hey, babe, what took you so long?" Sean momentarily made me forget not only my purpose for coming over but also my own name as he pulled me against his sculpted chest, grabbed the back of my hair and kissed me so passionately, I couldn't even see straight let alone think clearly.

I wrapped my arms around his back and moaned, pressing into him further as his hands slowly traveled down to my ass where he grabbed me forcefully. I reluctantly pushed myself away from him.

"Sean, stop, we have to go. They're waiting for us."

"Relax, babe, they can wait." Sean looped his arm around my waist and pulled me close. Kissing me again, he ran his hand up the back of my shirt and began unhooking my bra as I breathed in the scent of his cologne. He was wearing my favorite scent today, the one he only wears on special occasions.

"Mmmmmm," I moaned, as Sean was starting to make me wet between my thighs. Snapping back to reality as I pictured my extremely angry guardians if we were late, I pushed Sean away. "We can't do this now," I said unconvincingly, as I didn't want to stop.

Sean slipped his left hand past the waistband of my leggings and gripped my right ass cheek.

"Ooh, you wore a thong for me. Fuck, you're so hot, Stacey."

"If I had known there was live entertainment out here, I would have brought popcorn," Sean's roommate Steve said, as he walked out of his room, passing us on his way to the kitchen.

"Fuck off, Steve," Sean said, as he smirked and tried to continue our make-out session.

Pushing him off me once again, I laughed.

"Hey, Steve, what's up?"

"By the look of Sean's pants, I'd say it's pretty obvious what's up, Stacey," Steve said, as he grabbed a beer out of the fridge.

"Come on, baby, let's finish what we started." Sean started kissing the side of my neck but I pushed him back before he could leave a mark.

"No, knock it off. I don't want to introduce you to them with hickeys and smelling like sex. That would not bode well for either one of us." I placed my hands flat against his chest as I traced the outline of his pecs through his tight shirt.

His arms clasped at the small of my back, I got lost in his chocolate brown eyes as he looked at me and smiled.

"You don't think they'd appreciate the fact I'm fucking their daughter?" Sean pretended to be incredulous.

"Save that type of witty, sophisticated talk for when we get there. Ok?" Grabbing Sean's hand, I pulled him out the door as I yelled, "Bye, Steve."

At the NJC

Stacey's pov

We walked into the lobby and there stood the three most intimidating men in my life, perhaps the state for that matter, standing shoulder to shoulder, arms crossed, eyes narrowed. They did not look happy, probably because we were almost fifteen minutes late.

"You're late. Not a great way to make a good first impression." Mike glared at us.

Ignoring his admonishment, I said as cheerfully as possible despite being extremely anxious, "Sean, meet Dr. Michael Horton, Admiral Shane Donovan, and Dr. Neil Curtis."

I think we all heard Sean gulp audibly before his voice cracked as he nervously spoke his rehearsed greeting.

"It's a pleasure to finally meet each of you. Stacey speaks very highly of you all."

"The appropriate time to meet would have been when you first started dating our daughter." Mike's tone was far from welcoming.

Sean stuffed his hands in his pockets and looked intently at the floor beneath his feet to avoid Mike's stern look.

"Actually, introductions should have been made when you asked permission from us to date Stacey Marie." Dr. Curtis glared at Sean. "Shouldn't they have, son?"

Without looking up, Sean timidly said, "Yes sir, I'm sorry."

"I'm only going to say this once." Dr. Curtis stepped towards Sean, garnering his full attention. "When speaking to us and vice versa, you will look us in the eye, or you'll find yourself getting a close-up view of the floor. Respect is not optional, son."

"Oh my God, seriously?" I was so embarrassed for Sean, I spoke my objection a little too loudly as it was meant to be said under my breath.

"That goes for you too, young lady." Shane scowled at me. "Am I clear?"

"Yes sir," I replied dutifully, as I nudged Sean in the ribs with my elbow, prompting him to echo my response.

"Yes sir. I'm sorry, sir, I didn't intend any disrespect." Sean made sure to look Dr. Curtis in the eye, however briefly, as he voiced his apology, since the man scared him shitless.

"Why don't you tell us a little about yourself, Sean," Mike questioned.

Trying to regain some composure, Sean swallowed hard in order to find his voice.

"Well, uh, I work at an auto shop with my roommate Steve, that his uncle owns. I was never really great at school so they're kinda teaching me on the job but I'm still taking a few classes at the jc (junior college) so I can learn faster."

"So the drug dealing and pot smoking is more of a hobby then? Something you do in your free time?" Mike asked rudely.

"Mike! How could you?" I yelled. "Sean, you don't have to listen to this."

"It's okay, Stacey, I had that coming." The hurt look on Sean's face upon hearing Mike's snide comments, just about broke my heart. "I never should have agreed to hold the marijuana for my friend. That was my mistake, Dr. Horton."

"I see," Mike said, as he silently judged my boyfriend. "So just how long have you been dating my daughter?" Mike asked sternly, hands on hips as his glare bored holes right through Sean's skull.

"Don't answer that, Sean," I immediately interjected, before Sean could muster a response. "I knew this was a bad idea. We're leaving." I started to head towards the door before Mike stopped me.

"Until I hear the truth, you're not going anywhere, young lady." Mike stepped in front of me blocking my path.

"The Hell I'm not! You're acting like an asshole." I tried to get around Mike but Shane stopped me.

Shane grabbed me by the elbow and pulled me aside.

"If you think your boyfriend's presence here grants you clemency from a spanking, think again, young lady, because I won't hesitate to correct you in front of him. Do you understand me?" Shane tightened his grip, causing me to grimace in pain. "Your language and attitude are unacceptable."

Seeing Shane grab me, Sean made a move to come to my rescue but Dr. Curtis stopped him.

"Know your place, young man," he warned. Sean didn't appear to be convinced until he saw me shake my head subtly from side to side. I certainly didn't need him to protect me from Shane but it was sweet that he thought that.

"Can you please just not embarrass me for once in your life, Shane?" My cheeks were flushed and heated as I spoke.

"I asked you a question, young lady, one that requires a respectful response." Shane pulled me against his hip and slapped my backside. The sound echoed loudly, embarrassing me further.

Seeing how uncomfortable Sean looked, I pleaded, "Shane, please," as I tried to pull away from him but the grip he had on my wrist was too tight.

"I'm still waiting." Shane smacked my bottom again, much harder this time. "Much longer and I'll remove my belt," he whispered harshly in my ear, never loosening his hold on me.

"Alright!" I ripped my arm from his grasp. "Yes sir, I understand you," I huffed. "Happy now?" I questioned snottily, and unfortunately, loud enough for everyone to hear.

"Stacey Marie, check your attitude this instant!" Dr. Curtis's reprimand quickly put me in my place.

"I'm sorry, sir," I replied without hesitation, knowing I would never be able to face Sean again if he saw Dr. Curtis punish me.

"Apologize to the Admiral before I escort you to my office," he threatened.

Swallowing the minuscule amount of pride I had left, I bit my tongue and apologized, "I'm sorry, Shane. I shouldn't have spoken to you that way."

Mike leaned over to speak quietly to Sean.

"You know the Admiral not only served in the British Royal Navy but worked for Interpol as well. He learned quite a few torture techniques during that time and he's not afraid to put them into practice if necessary."

"Oookaaaaay, but why are you telling me this, sir?" Sean hesitantly asked Mike, despite fearing the answer.

"No reason, just making conversation." Mike not so gently squeezed the back of Sean's neck before patting him on the back and returning to his spot next to Dr. Curtis.

"Can we please discuss how long Sean and I have been dating later, in private?" I asked politely.

"It's may we, and yes we may." Shane thankfully was willing to put me out of my misery and let Sean and I leave for our movie date.

"I want you home by 7pm, not a minute later, young lady. At which time, we'll finish this discussion. Am I clear?" Mike honestly scared me when his icy tone matched the cold look in his eyes.

"Yes sir," I replied, knowing that was the only response that would get us out of there.

"You're to be on your best behaviour, young man. Understand?" Dr. Curtis warned Sean before we left.

"I understand, Dr. Curtis," Sean said sheepishly.

"I'd prefer you address me as sir, since you haven't earned the right to do otherwise," Dr. Curtis's voice and posture exuded both power and dominance.

Sean's face paled upon hearing Dr. Curtis speak with such authority.

"Of course, sir. It won't happen again."

Fearing more embarrassment if we stayed even a minute longer, I grabbed Sean's hand and pulled him out the door.

Once we reached Shane's car in the parking lot, knowing we were a safe distance away, Sean looked at me and said, "Fuck! I was sure you were exaggerating when you said your guardians were strict." He shook his head in disbelief.

"Now you believe me?" I smiled while pushing myself against him. Grinding my pelvis against his crotch, I jammed my hands into his back pockets as I cupped his sweet ass through the denim of his skinny jeans.

Chuckling, Sean replied, "Yeah, but I gotta say, it's pretty cool how much they care about you. I mean maybe you don't think so but..." he let his voice trail off as he looked down, ashamed of being emotionally vulnerable.

Sean never knew his dad growing up and his mom worked three jobs trying to earn enough money to support him and his siblings. When Sean was fifteen, she married a guy she'd only been dating for two months. Most likely due to his rather large pocketbook, at least that's what Sean's cynical ass believes. If nothing else, at least Sean's stepdad took good care of his mom. I mean, he never abused Sean or his siblings or anything like that. He just never really bothered to get to know them. What little time he had away from his business endeavors, he spent with Sean's mom, leaving very little attention leftover for Sean and his brothers.

"Yeah, I s'pose but it's not so cool when all that attention is being channeled through their belts and focused on punishing my ass."

"I'd like to punish your ass," Sean joked in a sexy voice, as he swatted my butt and pulled me into a deep kiss before we left for the movie.

After the movie

Stacey's pov

I dropped Sean off at his apartment.

"See ya later, babe," I said, as I watched his sweet ass slide out of the passenger seat.

"Aren't you gonna come inside?" Sean looked at me with his puppy dog eyes and adorable pouty lips.

"No, I can't, I'll be late," I whined, wanting nothing more than to go inside with him.

"It's only 6:30pm, you have plenty of time." He pouted adorably again and I couldn't resist.

"Alright, but just for a few minutes. The guys 'ill kill me if I'm late." I followed Sean into his apartment.

We started makin' out on the couch since his roommate wasn't home. Laying on top of him as we kissed, things started to heat up. I ran my hands under his shirt to trace his chiseled six-pack as I ground my pelvis against his growing erection.

Sean took his shirt off while I unbuttoned his pants. I cupped him over his boxer briefs, feeling him grow harder through the thin fabric.

"Fuck, Stacey, you're driving me crazy. I want you so bad." Sean pulled my shirt off over my head and unhooked my bra.

I reached my hand underneath his waistband and squeezed his hard dick.

"Oh, Sean, you're so hard for me," I moaned, as he tossed my bra on the floor and then started kneading my breasts. "I want you inside me, Sean, now!"

Sean lifted his hips so I could slide his jeans and boxers down before pulling them off completely, leaving him naked beneath me. I straddled him and smiled, taking in every inch of his gorgeous body with my eyes. Sean slid his hands under the waistband of my leggings and cupped my bare ass cheeks in his hands.

"Mmmm, you're so fuckin' sexy, Stacey."

Flipping our positions, he pinned me underneath him and kissed me roughly. My heart was racing and my breathing was laboured as I relished feeling the heat from his mouth when our lips connected and our limbs intertwined.

"I need you now." Sean pulled my leggings and thong off, tossing them on the floor before slapping my ass and grabbing his jeans to pull a condom out of his pocket. Even though I was on the pill, we figured it couldn't hurt to be extra careful. Neither of us wanted to become a parent anytime soon.

Sean gently caressed my clit before sliding two fingers inside me, pumping them in and out. "You're such a good girl, so wet for me."

"Oh fuck, you've got me so close, Sean," I panted, as my eyes rolled back in my head anticipating my orgasm. As Sean rubbed his fingers in circles on my clit, I orgasmed hard, squeezing his hand tightly between my thighs as my muscles contracted and my vagina pulsed with wave after wave of pleasure, while he pressed and held his fingertips against my pubic bone.

"Mmmmm, did that feel good, babe?" Sean's voice vibrated against my neck as he sucked hard, giving me a hickey. Unrolling the condom over his extremely erect penis, he spread my legs wide before entering me forcefully. I moaned loudly as I felt him throb inside me. My nails scratched his back as he fucked me hard, pumping in and out until he breathlessly grunted, "I'm gonna cum, babe," as he collapsed on top of me. Wrapping his arms underneath me, I felt him shudder inside me while he rode out his orgasm.

Breathing hard, Sean said, "God I love you, Stacey," as he pressed his sweaty body firmly against me. Holding me so close, I could feel his heartbeat.

"I love you too, Sean," I whispered in his ear, while gripping his hair tightly between my fingers, tilting his head back to look me in the eye.

As I finished getting dressed, I checked the time on my phone before slipping it in my purse.

"Fuck, it's 7:10pm already, I'm late." I scrambled to get my shoes on as I grabbed my coat and keys and gave Sean a quick peck on the lips before saying goodbye and racing out the door.

Starting the car and peeling out of the parking lot, I cranked up Shane's stereo as I sped home. I checked my hair in the rearview mirror and upon seeing the smile on my face and my flushed cheeks, I thought Shane and Mike are gonna kill me but it was so worth it.