"I don't care what perverted shit you two do." she said, voice low and edged with steel.
"But if you hurt Lily..." She grabbed my collar suddenly, yanking me toward her with surprising strength. Our faces were inches apart. Her eyes burned into mine, threatening and intense, breath warm against my skin.
"I... I know..." I managed to choke out, throat dry.
She held me there a second longer, grip tight, then released my collar with a shove that made me stumble back a step.
"What is happening here?" Mom's voice came from the doorway, calm but firm, cutting through the tension like a knife.
She stepped into the living room, standing right between me and Lisa, her eyes flicking from one of us to the other. She must have heard the commotion from the kitchen. She must have heard raised voices, the footsteps, maybe even the way Lisa had yanked my collar.
Lucky for me, she arrived just in time. Mom was my shield now.
I backed off quickly, putting some distance between me and Lisa. My heart was still racing, cock still half-hard in my pants from earlier. I shifted my bag to cover the bulge again.
Lisa made a small pout, like a kid who just got her toy taken away. She crossed her arms again, pushing her chest up even more, and shot me a glare full of anger and promise that this wasn't over.
She wore a thin sleeveless top, the kind with delicate straps that barely held on. The deep square neckline plunged low, showing off almost half of her full tits from both the top and the sides. The fabric was so sheer and clingy that it left almost nothing to the imagination. She had no bra underneath, her pink nipples stood out clearly through the white material, hard and visible like cherries on top, poking insistently against the thin cloth with every breath she took.
The top hugged her curves tightly, accentuating the heavy swell of her breasts and the narrow dip of her waist. Her tiny black shorts were still riding high, outlining her pussy lips in a way that made it impossible not to notice.
"How many times do I have to tell you not to fight?" Mom sighed, hands on her hips as she looked between us. Her tone was tired but stern, the way it always was when she caught us arguing.
Lisa rolled her eyes, but she kept her mouth shut for once, just glaring at me over Mom's shoulder.
I swallowed hard, trying to calm my breathing. Mom had no idea what was really going on and I hoped she never would.
"Whatever." Lisa rolled her eyes with an irritated huff, waving her hand dismissively as she turned and walked away toward her room. Her hips swayed with each step, the tiny black shorts riding high and clinging to her curves like a second skin.
My eyes followed her for a second before drifting to Mom, who was still standing there watching Lisa disappear down the hallway. Mom wore a camel-colored bodycon dress that reached just below her knees, the fabric stretching tight across her voluptuous body.
It highlighted her slim waist and flared dramatically over her wide hips, that heightened every natural curve of her. The material was thin enough that I could see the faint outline of her panties underneath, the lines clear and teasing against her full, round ass that jutted out just a little as she shifted her weight.
The sight sent a fresh rush of heat through me. My cock, which had been slowly softening after the earlier tension, started hardening again.
"M-mom, I'm going to my room." I stammered, turning quickly and darting back toward the stairs before she could turn around and see my face or the obvious bulge.
"Um... okay." she called after me from downstairs, her voice gentle and confused. "Dinner is ready, so take a bath first."
I hurried up the stairs, heart pounding, and shut my bedroom door behind me with a soft click. I threw my bag into the corner without caring where it landed and dropped onto the edge of the bed.
My cock was throbbing inside my pants, the tip leaking a spot of precum that soaked through the fabric. I couldn't ignore it anymore.
I yanked my pants and boxers down in one motion, letting them pool at my ankles. My half hard cock freed, the head glistening with a bead of precum that slid slowly down the shaft.
Slowly, the hardness began to soften on its own, the urgency dulling into a heavy, frustrated ache. I lay there for a few minutes, breathing deep, trying not to think about anything at all.
Eventually, I sat up, ran a hand through my hair, and decided I needed a cold shower to wash away the day and clear my head.
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Splash! Splash!
The water poured over me in steady, cold streams, hitting my shoulders and running down my chest, stomach, and legs.
I sat on the small bath stool, elbows on my knees. After this whole situtation it was too frustrating I wasn't able to release. But somehow I managed to calm down.
I lathered soap across my chest and arms. The cold helped a little, numbing the ache.
Clack!
The bathroom door swung open without warning.
A wave of panic shot through me as I looked up.
"Oops..." Lisa stepped inside, wearing only a small white towel wrapped around her body.
The towel was tiny, barely enough to cover her. It wrapped tightly around her large breasts, squeezing them together and pushing them up so high that the top edges of her light pink areolas peeked out from the fabric. The material strained against her curves, the outline of her hard nipples clearly visible beneath it.
The towel ended just below her hips, the hem barely reaching the top of her thighs. It flared out slightly over her wide hips, leaving the lower curve of her ass exposed, the bottom edge teasing dangerously high. One wrong move and it would slip.
"My bad..." Lisa murmured with mock innocence as she closed the bathroom door behind her with a soft click, locking the door. Her eyes locked onto mine, sharp and unyielding, that familiar evil smirk curling her lips.
"I didn't know you were already in," she said slowly, voice dripping with false apology while her gaze roamed down my naked body, lingering shamelessly on my chest, stomach, and lower.
To be continued...
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