Message-ID: <15816eli$9810020530@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: "terry schulz" Subject: A SCHULZIE Story:"Miss Rene and Tommy"PART THREE(F/m;teen;cons) 0Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Content-Type: text/plain Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <19981001211800.11898.qmail@hotmail.com> "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. http://www.mrdouble.com/htm/authors/schulzie.htm -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | | | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | ----