Lily’s Seduction of the Boy Next Door Part 2

“How early did you get here?” Amanda asked, taking off her jacket.

“Don’t even mention it” I sighed, realizing that I had been so busy running around the lab that I totally lost track of time.

“Came in at 6 so I could get 2 runs in today” I answered, setting my timer.

“How long’s the incubation?”

“45 minutes” I answered. “Can’t really take a break though, I gotta write up the assay and go over it later with Nick and Linda so they know how to run it.”

The rest of the morning was extremely busy and strenuous. And thank god both my techs were very understanding of the situation, willing to stay a little longer to ensure it was all done, even knowing we’d have to repeat it all again next week. By the time I was ready to leave work, I was completely exhausted. The extra long day had sapped all of my energy and the only thing I was looking forward to was sleep.

“Lily, could you come in my office for a second?” my boss instructed, catching me before I headed down the elevator.

“Sure” I answered, putting on a fake smile.

“Now I realized that you have our techs running the assays as well. That’s not what I instructed” she said. “This project is still in the beginning stages and I trust YOU to get it done, not anyone else.”

I was ready to slap her in the face right there. Not only had she not mentioned anything to me about not letting Nick and Linda work on it, but she had conveniently waited until we wasted an entire day to tell me. I was absolutely fuming! The only thing keeping me from bitching her out was the presence of her son, watching the two of us talk.

“You should be proud that I entrust only you with this project” she smiled, knowing exactly what she was doing.

“Could you hand mommy that folder?” she asked, using him as shield to prevent me from acting out.

I stared blankly as her son Sean begrudgingly got up out of his seat to follow her mother’s instructions. I would’ve felt slightly bad for the kid about having Karen for a mother, but there was nothing to sympathize about. In the few times I had met him, he had always been obnoxious and annoying, used to getting his way and being a “mommy’s boy.” In a sense, everything I found cute and innocent about Timmy was absent in Sean. Watching him use his pudgy little fingers to hand his mother the folder of papers only exacerbated my anger.

“I’ll redo the trial we did this afternoon and everything will still be ready by the end of next week” I said, trying not to lunge at her throat.

“Good! That’s great to hear then! Well, carry on then” she said, shooing me away with the back of her hand.

As I left the room, I distinctly felt the contact of a balled up piece of paper hit my back, followed by the quiet snickering of both my boss and her son.

“Just walk away! It’s the weekend now!” I said to myself.

The drive home reminded me why road rage was always going to be a problem. As long as there were shitty jobs and shitty bosses out there, there would always be shitty drivers on their way home as well.

Even my attempt to go to sleep early was ruined by the ringing of a skype call from my Ipad.

“What’s up sis?” I asked still half asleep.

“Uuugghh! Just like that honey!”

My sister’s moans instantly brought me awake, quickly glancing at the screen.

“What are you up to?” I asked curiously, only being able to see her face.

Jen quickly turned the camera the other way, letting me see my nephew with his mouth full of my sister’s toes. I could see from the surroundings that they were in Chris’ room, no doubt the safest place in the house for them to fool around at this hour of the day.

“Are you guys about to fuck?” I giggled.

“We already did…multiple times” she laughed. “Chris just wanted to play with my feet some more so I thought I might as well as call and see how you’re doing. Say hi to your aunt honey!”

“Hi Chris!” I waved, seeing him smile back at me. “I miss your hard cock!” I said, telling the truth.

“Get your own!” my sister replied with a giggle, turning the camera back on her. “Seriously, how’s it going with…Timmy was it?”

“Yeah, it’s Timmy. It’s going okay, but a little slower than I liked. He seems really shy and afraid to make any advancements of his own” I answered.

“Chris was the same way at first”

“Then what changed?”


“Well, have you kissed him yet?”

“Hmm. Just lightly, on the cheek and forehead. Should I start making out with him?”

“Well you shoud…uugghh! YES! Go Deeper!” she moaned, switching the camera around again. Chris had moved from her feet to my sister’s pussy, eating her out as the two of us talked.

“You were saying?”

“Oh yeah. You should start off just with casual kisses, like you’re doing now. Maybe, when he does a favor for you, reward him with a hug and kiss. If he likes it, he’ll naturally want more”

I nodded my head, agreeing completely with what she said. “But how will I know I’ve got him hooked for sure?”

“Show him your ass!” Chris responded.

“When mom let me feel her ass, that was it. There was no turning back from there. I was okay with just making out before that. I mean…I still wanted more, but I was content with just making out. But when mom let me play with her ass, I just knew I had to fuck her”

“Well there’s your answer” Jen giggled, shoving my nephew’s head back to her pussy. “No more talking for you honey, not until you make mommy cum again!”

“How should I –“

“Oh Fuck! Yes! I’m sorry I gotta go sis-“ she yelled, dropping her phone.

She didn’t even bother turning it off. I could still hear her moans and instructions in the background, making me more and more jealous at how satisfied she looked!

Still, I was happy to hear their advice, especially Chris’. Timmy might be a few years younger, but he had already shown all the same teenage instincts. If what Jen did on Chris worked, I’m sure I could do something similar.

“I’d have almost an entire day to try tomorrow!” I thought, smiling to myself as I went back to sleep.

I awoke the next morning much later than I had hoped for, barely getting enough time to brew my morning coffee before there was a knock on my door.

“Coming!” I yelled, rushing to answer it. “Hello Heather!”

“Ooh are we too early?” she asked, seeing me still in my pajamas bottoms and an oversized T shirt.

“No! Of course not! I’ve just been lazy and haven’t changed yet!” I smiled, lying my ass off.

Because of my sister’s interruption, I actually had trouble falling back to sleep, forcing me to rub myself out twice before I was finally tired enough to doze off again.

“Come in!” I said, scooting Timmy inside. “Do you want a cup of coffee or –“

“I would love to, but I gotta run! I’ll be back sometime in the afternoon or evening, is that okay? Otherwise, just send him home, he should be fine for a few hours. I just-“

“you just worry because you’re a good mom” I laughed. “Don’t! He’ll be fine with me!”

“Great! Listen to Lily and don’t cause her too much trouble!” she waved, turning around to leave.

“Morning kiddo!” I smiled, holding him in for a hug. “You eat breakfast?”

“Yeah. I already had some” he exclaimed. Just from his tone of voice I could tell he was excited for today, probably just as much as I was!

“Well…” I paused, looking over at the clock to see it was already late morning, 10:36. “I was supposed to do laundry today. Do you mind if I quickly run downstairs and throw this load in? It’ll just take a second!”

Timmy’s expression changed immediately, remembering what he had done 2 days earlier.

“Uhh could I help? I help mom with the laundry so I’m good! I promise!” he stammered, speaking quickly.

“Sure” I smiled.

He followed me closely as I made my way to the bedroom. I could feel just how nervous he was, terrified of me “finding out” what he had done.

“Grab the basket and put it on my bed. I still have a few dirty clothes left about that I have to clean” I giggled, looking around my room.

I had always been a little messy. I guess because my parents cleaned up after me when I was Young, I never really developed a good habit of it as I grew older. My place was by no means a pigsty, but there were also the occasional stray sock or bra to be found on my closet floor.

“Uhmm… what’s this Lily?”

I turned around to answer him, almost bursting out with laughter. He had my vibrator in his hand, grasping it like the handle of a sword. I guess after my alone time last night, I had forgotten to put it away!

“What do you think it is?” I smiled, getting turned on from the sight of his innocent hands holding something that had literally been in my pussy just hours earlier.

“uhm…I dunno” he answered, looking at it strangely.

“It’s used to give a massage” I answered, walking over to him.

I twisted the knob on the bottom, causing it to begin vibrating.

“Whoa!” he exclaimed.

I naughtily placed the tip on his palm, letting him feel the sensation it provided.

“Does it feel good?” I asked.

He was still too confused to know how to respond, just nodding his head simply to agree with me.

“Here, you can play with it!” I smiled.

I watched as he curiously explored the toy, oblivious to its real purpose. It didn’t take long until he brought it up to his face, feeling it vibrate on his chin. And then gradually, he moved the vibrator to his mouth, letting it pulsate against his teeth.

“It feels funny!” he chuckled.

I was so turned on to see it in resting on his lower lip!

“It feels funny on your tongue too!” I said, pushing it deeper in his mouth.

Even when he tried to speak, I held it there for an extra few seconds, satisfying my desire. I wanted to rhythmically push it in and out but thought it would be too much, too fast. Besides, if everything worked out okay, I’d be having plenty of chances to show him how it’s used another day!

“Come on, help me find all my dirty clothe!” I said, taking the vibrator away and turning it off.

I went to my closet, digging up a few more pairs of dirty underwear that needed washing. I was moving quickly at first, but when I realized that my t-shirt had slid up on my back, revealing my ass more, I decided to slow down. Knowing there was no doubt that Timmy was watching, I even tugged my pajama bottoms down lower, making sure my white thong was clearly on display. It was the first time in my life that I wished I had a tramp stamp, just so that it would attract his attention more! To make it even more obvious, I went from just leaning down to getting completely on my knees, sticking my ass out for him to enjoy. It felt so dirty!

When I had teased him enough, I turned around; placing the few pieces of clothing I collected back in my laundry basket. Immediately, I noticed that it had been conveniently shuffled, with all my clothes from the yoga session on the bottom.

Timmy kept glancing up at me, hoping that I wouldn’t notice.

“What’s up? You look a little…off” I said, teasing him.

“Ohh uhhh…I was just looking at all the different colors of your…your-“

“my underwear? “ I giggled. “Yeah! Quite colorful, right?!” I smiled, holding up a few different pairs.

“How come they’re not all the same?”

“What do you mean?”

“Like your bra and…and underwear don’t matching” he asked cautiously.

“Oh! Girls don’t usually wear matching ones unless they know they’re about to get fu–“ I answered, stopping myself just in time. “We just usually don’t’” I answered.

“What you don’t believe me?” I giggled, seeing the hesitant look on his face.

Timmy playfully shook his head no, smiling back at me.

“I don’t have matching ones on now!” I boldly proclaimed.

“Really? You’re just saying that!” he shot back.

“Wanna bet?!” I giggled.

“If you can guess what colors I have on now you don’t have to help me with lunch, but if you get it wrong…” I smiled. “How does that sound?”

I could see the gears turning in his heard. He really only needed to guess my bra color as he had just finished enjoying a show of my white thong line. But what he didn’t know was that it was virtually impossible for me to lose.

“Ok, deal!” he said confidently.

“So what color bottoms do I have on?” I teased.

Timmy’s smile grew wider, looking upwards and pretending as if he actually needed to think about it. “White”

I faked a gasp. “Lucky guess!”

“Well, am I right?”

I smiled, turning my hip towards him and lowering the waistband my pajama bottoms. I made sure to pull them down farther than I needed to, exposing a decent amount of my luscious ass. And as Timmy continued to stare, I kept it exposed, even ever so slightly shifting my body so that he could get a better view of my ass instead of just my hip.

“Now my bra! Guess!” I smiled, knowing I had a trump card.

I could see him seriously racking his brain now, looking up and down my body for clues.

“Well? What do you think?”

“I’m not sure if you’re trying to trick me or not” he said hesitantly.

I giggled louder, finding it funny how serious he took it.