Seduced by Mom’s Boyfriend

Seduced by Mom’s Boyfriend

It had been just me and my mom, Barbara, for the last 10 years since Dad passed away. And maybe Mom took too long to grieve before moving on. But for the first time since I was starting to see my old Mom again since Shawn entered her life. One of her girlfriends from work introduced her to Shawn at a neighborhood BBQ. My once quiet and withdrawn mother started to have more color in her face and pep in her step! That is until I was seduced by my Mom’s boyfriend.

For their first date, she asked my help in getting her hair, makeup, and outfit picked out. It was so much fun dolling her up! I inherited most of her best features; thick blonde hair, big hazel eyes, a slender figure with round, ample breasts, and a bubble butt. But she was taller by about 4 inches. My mother truly could have been a model.

When Shawn came to pick Mom up for their first date, I was instantly seduced by Mom’s boyfriend.

He was tall, handsome, and stacked with muscle. He was freshly shaved and wore a suit. When he walked over to me to shake my hand I could smell his expensive Hermes cologne and a faint smell of cigars. I melted a little when he touched me. Cold and searing green eyes pierced my soul as he searched my face for clues that might reveal my relation to his date for the night. “You are the spitting image of your mother!”

That is an excellent compliment! I said as I smiled at my beautiful mother.

“Well, we should get to the restaurant, the reservation is at 6. I left some money on the table for you if you want to order takeout, Violet. I love you, honey!

Don’t stay up for us, we may be out late!”

Have a great time! I said, soon realizing I had been seduced by Mom’s boyfriend as he bent down to give me a peck on the cheek and a pat on the bottom as they walked out the door.

Of course, I found that highly inappropriate, but I didn’t want to ruin Mom’s first first date in over 20 years! She looks so amazing and so happy! So I ordered lo mein from the Chinese restaurant down the street and tried not to think about it.

I was just settling in for bed and drifting off to sleep when I heard my mother’s voice. I bolted straight up, genuinely curious and concerned, but only for a second before I realized I was hearing my Shawn’s low groans too! They were having sex in the next room! Don’t they know I can hear them! Ugh! I put a pillow over my head and turned on my white noise machine to drown it out.

Later on that week, Shawn was coming over to watch a movie on our couch with me and Mom while Mom was planning to serve us all dinner. To my chagrin, Shawn decided to sit in the middle “between his girls.” He dressed more casually in jeans and a nice sweater, but I could still smell his strong cologne and the cigar he must have smoked before he came over.

I was seduced by Mom’s boyfriend and his sexy scent.

Mom disappeared to get everyone drinks and as she left the two of us alone, he touched my leg and whispered into my ear.  “I bet the boys are crazy for you at school.” In the excitement of having Shawn over for dinner, Mom accidentally drank too much and fell asleep on the couch. Shawn picked her up in his arms and carried her to bed. Party is over!  I went to my room put on my nightgown and tucked myself into bed. I was drifting off to sleep when I felt the presence of someone in my room! Someone was kneeling beside my bed and I could smell Hermes cologne and cigars. The smell I used to love now became the scent of a nightmare. I am frozen with fear. Pretending to be asleep so he would leave, I knew I was in trouble.

As I was being seduced by Mom’s boyfriend, I was powerless to say no.

But rather than leave, he slowly, methodically pulled my blankets off me. My nightgown is pulled up to reveal my panties. I felt his rough, calloused hands caressing my bottom and slipping underneath. I wanted to scream or kick or scream, but I just froze. And then my body, full of adrenaline, betrayed me. I started to feel wet. Tingly. Aroused. As his fingers began to expertly work my newly discovered pleasure spot, I started to push back onto his hands. He must know I’m not asleep now!

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