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"Miss Rene and Tommy" PART THREE: (F/m; teen; cons)

by Schulzie

It was Friday evening at last. Rene had just stepped out of the shower 
and dried her self off with the oversized bath towel hanging on the 
rack. As she rubbed the towel over her silken skin, she let her 
imagination run wild, anticipating what might happen tonight. Tommy, her 
thirteen-year old neighbor - the boy with the man-cock - would be in her 
house, sleeping over while babysitting her two daughters. This would be 
the perfect opportunity for Rene to seduce the young boy. He would be a 
guest in her house in the middle of the night.  If all went as planned, 
by the time she arrived home in the wee early hours, he would be 
sleeping in her bed. Perhaps he would be sleeping peacefully, perhaps 
not. She intended to leave a few surprises for him this evening; 
surprises meant to get him as aroused as possible before she even put a 
foot in the door. If her little schemes were successful, he would be 
ripe for the plucking. Young Tommy would be more than ready for Rene to 
initiate him to the wonderful world of sex. She would be the first to 
slide her pussy down that huge monster of a cock the young boy kept 
hidden in his pants.

Rene's obsession with getting in Tommy's pants had begun earlier in the 
year while visiting the Avera home, introducing herself and her 
daughters to her new neighbors. But, while passing Tommy's bedroom on a 
trip from the bathroom, she first laid eyes on what she now most desired 
in the world. A thick, eight-inch cock attached to a young man-child 
named Tommy Avera. She had accidentally caught him masturbating in his 
bedroom, and though he never learned she had been watching him stroking 
his dick, Rene was mesmerized by the sight of his hand pumping his 
humongous teenaged organ up and down, ultimately spewing his hot white 
seed onto his belly and chest. Rene had never been overly interested in 
the size of a man's cock before; that is, until she saw the length and 
thickness of Tommy's dick as he stroked himself to a climax right before 
her very eyes. And now she wanted that mammoth penis filling her cunt. 
She needed it.

Rene was only recently divorced from her cheating husband. And Rene was 
very horny. Since that day when she saw Tommy beating off in his 
bedroom, she could think of little else but how to get Tommy alone in 
her house so she could take that young boy and turn him into a man. For 
weeks, she had been finding ways to tease him, to show him her body, to 
get him interested in seeing her and being with her. She hired him to 
take care of her lawn for her and throughout the spring, each time he 
came to mow her lawn, she treated him to quick little glimpses of her 
sexy body. Little by little, those teases grew in size and boldness 
until the day she paraded around in her kitchen in just a towel. She had 
just gotten out of the shower as Tommy was finishing his yard chores. 
When she invited him in for some ice tea, she chose to wear nothing but 
the towel she had wrapped around herself. She had even gone so far as to 
bend over to pick up a glass she dropped, exposing her ass and pussy to 
his virgin eyes.

But the towel show had almost turned into a disaster when Tommy 
accidentally stumbled while turning to leave and, while in the process 
of trying to break his fall, grabbed Rene and brought her down to the 
floor with him.  She landed on top of him, her hot, dripping pussy right 
up against his stiffened cock, but she had lost her towel on the way 
down and she found herself naked on top of the object of her desire. But 
before she could compose herself and apologize, Tommy had bolted out the 
door.

Rene let a day go by after the towel incident, worrying about Tommy's 
reaction to the unintentional show she had given him. It had happened so 
fast and by such a series of errors, she couldn't have planned it to 
happen that way even if she had wanted to. But now she was concerned 
about what Tommy thought. Sure, he had the body of a young man. But 
mentally and emotionally, he was still a boy. Was he embarrassed? Could 
this have traumatized him, she worried. Worse yet, what if he had told 
his mother what happened? What would she think if she had found out that 
a young divorcee had been prancing around the kitchen wearing only a 
towel in front of her son - a thirteen-year old boy. She'd think I was a 
wanton woman, a slut, Rene realized.

All the rest of that day, and most of the next morning, Rene was on pins 
and needles, biting her nails, wondering if she should call the Avera 
household and find out what the fallout was from the towel dropping 
accident. By noon, she finally summoned enough courage to dial the 
number, and as the phone rang she breathed deeply to calm herself in 
preparation for what ever reception she was about to get.

Someone answered the phone. "Hello," said the voice. It was Ruth, 
Tommy's mother.

After a brief hesitation, Rene spoke. "Hi, Ruth. This is Rene."

For a split second, Rene was expecting Ruth to begin to give her hell, 
to call her every name in the book.

"Oh, hi!", said Mrs. Avera, cheerily. "How are you, Rene?"

Rene breathed a sigh. Obviously, Tommy had said nothing to his mother 
about the day before. Either that or Ruth Avera was a very 
liberal-minded mother.

"I'm fine. I just called because Tommy left without getting his money 
for his yard work yesterday."

"My Tommy? Forgot to get his pay?", Ruth asked. "Boy, he really must 
have been tired. He came home after he left your place yesterday 
complaining how tired he was. He went straight to his room and fell 
asleep."

"Oh?", asked Rene. Was Tommy that upset, she wondered silently to 
herself. "Gee, I'm sorry, Ruth. I didn't mean to work Tommy that hard."

"It's not THAT bad, Rene," Ruth replied, "he's just so busy these days, 
what with the paper route, and working for you, and keeping up with 
school."

"Well, I do want to make sure he gets his hard-earned money before we 
both forget about it. Oh, and I also wanted to make sure he was still 
going to babysit for me on Friday. Is it okay with you if Tommy watches 
the girls for me this Friday? I have a wedding shower and bachelorette 
party to go to. It'll be kind of late, if that's alright with you?"

Ruth had no problem with that. "It's okay with me, if it's okay with 
Tommy."

"Well, of course I'll pay him for it."

"Then I'm sure it'll be no problem with Tommy," said Ruth.
"I'll even be sure to walk him across the street to your house after I 
get home from the party," said Rene, failing to tell Ruth she might 
delay Tommy a little bit before he gets home.

"That's not necessary," said Ruth. "Why don't I just pack Tommy's 
pajamas and toothbrush and he can just sack out on your sofa after you 
get home. Would you mind having a houseguest?"

"Not at all. That's a great idea," responded Rene. Little did Ruth know 
how much of a great idea Rene thought her suggestion was. Allowing Tommy 
to spend the entire night at her house was a perfect idea. But Tommy 
wouldn't be sacked out on the sofa. Not if she could help it.

"I'll tell you what," Ruth continued, "as soon as Tommy gets back from 
the movies with his friends, I'll send him over to pick up his money and 
you and he can discuss this Friday, okay?"

"That'll be fine. Thanks, Ruth." What had started off as a tense 
telephone call ended on quite an upbeat note.

Later that day, there was a knock at the door. Rene opened the front 
door to find Tommy standing there, his eyes cast downwards.

"Hi, Tommy." Tommy didn't lift his eyes. Rene knew what the problem was 
immediately. Yesterday. The towel. "Look, Tommy. About yesterday? I want 
you to know..."

Tommy cut her off. "Gosh, Miss Rene, I'm sorry. I am so clumsy. I feel 
so stupid falling down like that and making you fall, too. I hope you 
didn't hurt yourself when I pulled you down. I was just trying to stop 
myself from falling. I didn't mean to make you fall down."

Rene wanted to apologize for her unintentional exposure, but realized 
that he was more embarrassed about pulling her down to the floor on top 
of him.

"Well, Tommy, I was going to apologize to you, but you disappeared so 
quickly that I..."

"Oh, and I feel bad about that, too, " Tommy interjected. "I felt so 
embarrassed about making you fall, I couldn't even look at you. I just 
got up and got the heck out the back door without apologizing. That was 
very rude of me."

Rene suddenly realized that Tommy wasn't even aware that she had lost 
her towel in the tumble they had taken in her kitchen. Things had 
happened so fast, and he must have been so embarrassed by his 
clumsiness, he just left without realizing that a naked woman had been 
lying on top of him, her pussy against his dick. He was so flustered 
about making her fall that in his teenaged awkwardness he just upped and 
left without looking back. It wasn't her nakedness that embarrassed him, 
it was his guilt for causing her to fall.

"Would you accept my apology now, even if it is a little late?" Tommy 
asked her, now looking in her eyes.

Rene smiled at Tommy, realizing that in spite of the man-sized cock in 
his pants, he was still a little boy in many ways. "Tommy," she said, 
"it's forgotten, okay?"

Tommy let out a sigh of relief. "I thought you'd hate me for that."

"Don't be silly, honey. How could I be mad at a sweet kid like you? 
Listen," she said, reaching for an envelope on the coffee table, "here's 
your pay for yesterday. Now, what about Friday? Are you still going to 
babysit the girls for me?"

"If you still want me to," said Tommy.

"Of course I do," replied Rene. "Can you still be here by 7 o'clock?"

"Uh-huh."

"Oh, and your mom says you can stay here the whole night so you won't 
have to make the middle-of-the-night trip back home when I get back. Is 
that okay with you?"

Tommy thought for a second. "Yeah, that's better than going home 
half-asleep in the middle of the night. Your sofa looks comfortable 
enough, I guess."

Rene paused. "Well, we'll talk about sleeping arrangements when you get 
here."

Tommy looked at her a little quizzically at that.

"See you on Friday?" asked Rene, sweetly.

"Yeah," said Tommy. "See you on Friday."

Rene shut the door slowly, leaning on it as it closed. What Tommy didn't 
know, what Tommy's mother didn't know, what nobody knew except Rene was 
that there was no party. Rene made up the story of a wedding shower and 
party as an excuse to need a babysitter for the night. Not just for a 
few hours, but for half the night. A few hours just wouldn't be enough, 
Rene felt. Hardly enough time for Tommy to get settled in. But make the 
night last a bit longer, say until 1 or 2 or 3 in the morning: that 
would work. Time for a few surprises for Tommy, so he'd be ready for the 
big surprise. Friday night would turn into Saturday, and Saturday would 
be the day Tommy Avera would lose his virginity. Saturday, Rene DeLong 
would have that huge, throbbing teenaged cock buried to the hilt inside 
her pussy.

By the time Tommy arrived a few minutes before 7 o'clock, Rene had 
prepared everything for her seduction of Tommy. Everything was in its 
place. And she was dressed for the occasion. She had chosen a low-cut 
sheer black silky blouse, which showed off the ample cleavage of her 
bosom, helped by the support of a red push-up bra. The jeans she wore 
clung to her body tightly. The crotch of her jeans were especially 
tight. The crotch seam pressed into her pussy, separating her labia 
which stood out against the tight fabric of the jeans. The effect was to 
completely outline her pussy to anyone who might choose to check out her 
crotch. Beneath her jeans, she wore panties that matched the red bra 
under her blouse. On her feet, she had slipped on a pair of black pumps, 
which she jokingly called her "Fuck me" shoes. After she had dried off 
from her shower, she had splashed on a little bit of her favorite 
perfume, a dab on her neck, a little sprinkle on her breasts and on her 
belly right above her pubic hair. She had just finished putting her hair 
up and applying a little lipstick as a knock came on the door.

"Hi, Tommy!"  she said, opening the door to let him in.

Tommy looked at Rene, his eyes went wide, and his mouth fell open.

"How do I look?" asked Rene.

"Wow!" was the first word out of Tommy's mouth, as he looked at his 
neighbor decked out in her sexy ensemble. He caught himself as he 
realized his reaction. "I'm sorry, I mean, you look really nice, Miss 
Rene."

"You think so, Tommy?" asked Rene, beckoning him into the living room.

"Oh, yeah," he said, " you look real..." Rene looked at Tommy, realizing 
that the young boy was looking for the most appropriate word he could 
find. "...pretty!"

"Pretty? Is that all, Tommy? Just pretty?" asked Rene. "I was hoping 
you'd say sexy'."

Tommy swallowed hard and blushed. She is sexy, he thought to himself. He 
tried to survey as much of her as he could without being obvious. He 
could see her cleavage, and half-hoped she would bend over a little bit 
so he could see if her nipples were showing. He glanced down at her 
pants and saw how the tight crotch of her jeans pressed against her 
pussy. He had never seen a pussy before except for the occasional 
flashes Rene gave him in her skimpy cutoffs, and he was very curious 
about what a pussy looked like close-up. With the way those pants fit on 
Rene, Tommy was getting a real good idea.

"Tommy?, asked Rene, getting his attention away from her crotch, "you 
don't think I'm showing too much here, do you?" Rene pointed both her 
forefingers at her boobs, the fingertips touching her skin at the point 
at which the bra began covering her tits.

Tommy looked right where her fingers were pointing, and though her 
nipples weren't showing, he could see a lot of her tits being pushed up 
by the bright red bra she was wearing. He couldn't believe Rene was 
showing him so much of her boobs and asking his opinion about whether 
she was showing too much of her tits. All he could do was shake his 
head.

"I don't want anyone to think I'm a slut." she said with a grin.

"No, I think you look...sexy." It took him a second or two to get the 
word "sexy" out of his mouth.

Rene smiled. "Oh, you are so sweet!" And with that, Rene took his face 
in her hands and gave him a peck on the cheek. Tommy could smell her 
perfume wafting up from her neck and boobs.

"I just bought these pants," said Rene, as she smoothed out the front, 
her hands brushing across the pant legs on her thighs, right below her 
crotch. Tommy couldn't help looking at her hands as they caressed her 
thighs, very near her pussy.

"They fit you real good, Miss Rene."

Rene looked at Tommy. She could tell he must be giving his honest 
opinion because she could see that a bulge was beginning to grow in his 
jeans. I can't wait to get my hands on that later, she thought to 
herself as she watched the bulge grow even more.

"Your jeans fit you real good, too." Rene turned away from him as she 
said that, not wanting him to see how much she enjoyed looking at his 
bulge.

"Okay, let me call the girls down here so we can go over the ground 
rules before I have to go." She crossed over to the stairs to call the 
girls. "Laura? Claire? Come on down. Mommy has to go soon."

The girls came downstairs and Rene wanted to make sure they knew what 
was expected of them before she left.

"Now, girls. While I'm out, Tommy's going to be your babysitter. You 
need to do what he tells you and behave yourselves. I'm going to let you 
girls pick a video to watch, but as soon as it's over I want you to go 
upstairs, take a bath, and go to bed. Tommy will stay here with you 
until Mommy gets back, okay?"

"Okay," the girls said. "Can we pick out our video now, Mommy?"

"Go ahead and pick out what you want to watch while I finish talking to 
Tommy."

As the girls rushed over to the cabinet to choose the video they wanted 
to watch, Rene led Tommy into the kitchen. As Rene walked ahead of 
Tommy, the young boy watched as Rene's ass undulated in her tight jeans. 
He thought it was absolutely fascinating as each ass cheek took a turn 
twitching while Rene walked down the hall.

"Now, Tommy?" Rene said, as they entered the kitchen, "Help yourself to 
the Coke in the fridge. You know where the glasses are, right?" she 
said, pointing to the cupboard in the corner. "But please, do me a favor 
and wait until the girls go to bed before you eat these chips," she told 
him as she opened another cupboard to show him an unopened bag of 
Doritos sitting there on the shelf. Rene carefully closed the cupboard.

When they got back to the living room, the girls were already watching 
"Alladin" which they had chosen from the cabinet. "Tommy, if you want to 
watch one of my videos, choose one from this side of the cabinet. You'd 
probably like to watch something a little more adult than the kids' 
videos, right?"

Tommy nodded.

"Now, let's go upstairs for a minute." Again, Tommy enjoyed watching 
Rene's ass as he followed her up the stairs. When they reached the top, 
Rene gave him a few last-minute instructions. "There's the bathroom. 
Well, you know that. Make sure the girls wash themselves real good. They 
usually take a bath together. Be sure they dry themselves real good 
before they put their nighties on. And make sure they brush their teeth, 
okay?"

"No problem," said Tommy.

"Okay, here's my room, Tommy. I'd like you to sleep in here tonight."

"Why?" asked Tommy. "I thought I'd be sleeping downstairs on the sofa."

"I'd like you to be upstairs so you can hear if one of the girls has a 
problem in the middle of the night. Besides, if they do wake up, they'd 
probably come looking for me here in my room, and they might get upset 
if they find an empty bed."

"Oh. Okay. That makes sense," said Tommy.
"And anyway," explained Rene,"don't you think you'd be a little more 
comfortable here in this nice, warm bed?" Rene ran her hand across the 
bed invitingly as she asked him.

"Yeah, I guess so," Tommy replied.

"Now I'll be calling once or twice to check up and make sure 
everything's okay. After the shower, we'll be going out to the party, 
and I'm not sure where the party will be or what the number is. But if 
you have a problem, your mom can help out, and I know you know how to 
call 911."

"I can handle things, Miss Rene. Don't worry."

"And Tommy, one more thing..." Rene paused, and took both of his hands 
in hers. "From now on, just call me Rene', alright? When you call me 
Miss Rene', you make you feel so old. You don't want me to feel like an 
old lady, do you?"

"No...Rene. You're not an old lady."

"Good. Then I better get going. Let me say goodbye to the girls and hit 
the road." Rene and Tommy headed downstairs. "Girls. Mommy has to leave 
now. Come give me a kiss." It took a little persuading to pull the girls 
away from "Alladin", but eventually they came over to kiss Rene goodbye. 
As Rene bent over to kiss the girls, Tommy looked down her blouse to get 
another peek at her tits. God, they're beautiful, Tommy thought. Seeing 
Rene's boobs only made his cock stiffen more than before, and he hoped 
she wouldn't notice the lump in his pants.

"Be good, girls," she said to the kids. Then to Tommy, she said, "You be 
good, too." And with that, Rene gave Tommy another peck on the cheek, 
lingering just a little bit longer than the last time.

"Ooops, I forgot something." Rene headed for the closet, and reached for 
something on the shelf at the top of the closet, then left without 
closing the closet door.

Out the door, Rene headed to her car and drove off.


Continued in Part Four

Stories by Schulzie specializes in stories about teens, incest, 
exhibitionism, voyeurism, masturbation and oral sex.


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