Synopsis: With only a few days left to wrap Tommy around her finger, Marissa makes a bold move on the younger man.

Recap: For those just joining us, this story follows Marissa, a beautiful 26 year old model, and Tommy, an eighteen year old about to start college, staying with her for a week while his mother is away. This story should stand on its own, but I would really love it if you checked out parts 1 and 2 if you like it!

Now, without further ado, please enjoy...

Chapter 3: The Perfect Storm

The rain drummed a loud tattoo against the wall of windows. Marissa rolled onto her back and stared down her own naked body to watch the rain fall. Through the curtain of water, she could see the sky was a steely gray, with darker clouds quickly approaching. She heard the faint rumble from a distant peal of thunder. The forecast called for rain all day long. Just what she wanted.

The lovely young woman rolled over, her slender, curvy figure tastefully wrapped up in her bedsheets. She picked up her phone and opened her security camera remotely. She smiled at the view of her living room, watching poor poor Tommy as he held his face in his hands. He stood up and started pacing the room, clearly distressed. Marissa felt a brief pang of guilt. After all, Tommy was probably reeling from that little show she put on with her dildo last night.

She giggled, he must have been terrified that she'd seen him, standing in the doorway and watching her play with herself. The poor thing totally unaware that she was angling just right to give him a good view. She could only imagine how flustered he'd be after today's plans came to fruition.

Marissa soon got up and went to her closet. She selected a pair of pajama pants and a loose t-shirt, foregoing a bra or panties. If she had her way, they wouldn't be necessary for some time. She walked out of her room and fixed a smile at Tommy, "Good morning, you're up early today."

The young man nearly jumped out of his skin. He was dressed in a plain shirt and gym shorts. Marissa hid it well as her eyes traveled over the engorged bulge in his shorts. Tommy nodded, "Uh, yeah just... just couldn't sleep." He blushed, hot shame washing over him.

Marissa frowned, "Oh, I'm sorry to hear that. I slept like a baby. Was everything comfortable?"

"Oh yeah it, uh, it was great. I just... just one of those nights, you know?"

"Of course. Still, I'm sorry you didn't sleep well. Maybe some breakfast will help?"

Tommy smiled, "Um, yeah. Yeah, that sounds great."

"Great!" Marissa smiled, "Why don't you get it started then? I have to finish some chores."

Tommy's smile fell a bit, "Oh okay, yeah sure." He stood up and walked towards the kitchen, Marissa could feel his uncertainty as he passed her by. She was almost sad that this would come to an end so soon. She was having such fun fucking with Tommy, but she'd have so much more fun later on.

While Tommy began cooking breakfast, Marissa took a few minutes to straighten out her bedroom. Make the bed, put out something to wear later in the day, and set a nice pair of heels near the closet door. It was good to be prepared, especially when she had to push the seduction process up to fit into Tommy's week-long visit. She took her time, making sure that the bedside drawer was outfitted the way she needed it to be. Handcuffs, a few lengths of rope, a bottle of lube. The usual things she kept in there.

Tommy was nearly done with breakfast when Marissa came into the kitchen. He smiled at her, "I've got most of the food prepped. I didn't know if you wanted coffee or not."

"I'll put some on. Oh, but I forgot my mug in my room. Tommy, could you go and get that for me while I get the coffee started?"

"Yeah, sure!" He left the kitchen quickly, and headed back towards the bedroom. A wave of hot shame passed over Tommy as he approached Marissa's bedroom door. When he could still see Marissa fucking herself over that dildo, moaning as she reached orgasm. It was incredible, and he'd come so hard watching it. Like nothing before. How could he ever face her again?

Tommy sighed and pushed open the bedroom door, stepping in he quickly noticed the mug, but his eyes were drawn to the bed and Tommy couldn't help but gasp. Set out on the bed was a set of black lace lingerie. A small bra and thong combo laid carefully on the bed, deliberately. Tommy's eyes were wide as he looked at the garments. They were small and incredibly erotic. He wondered what Marissa would look like wearing something like this. She was a model after all, she was probably used to wearing this sort of thing.

The young man carefully picked up the small thong and held it up, the sheer fabric seemed so delicate, almost like spider's silk. The very thought of it clinging to her supple skin was making Tommy hard. He slowly brought the panties towards his face, when something else distracted him. "Hey, did you find it?" Marissa called from the kitchen.

"Oh uh... Yeah! Yeah, I got it!" Tommy dropped the thong on the bed and quickly tried to place it back the way it had been left. He scooped up the mug and hurried to the kitchen, offering the object to Marissa. "Here you go."

The older woman smiled and took the mug, "Thanks. Do you want any?"

Tommy nodded, "Yeah, sure, thanks." Marissa poured him a cup, then one for herself. The two sat down for breakfast and ate quietly. Tommy was stewing in his own shameful thoughts, his eyes constantly straying towards Marissa's chest and noticing that her heavy breasts weren't constrained by a bra. He looked away quickly and tried to focus on his food. Marissa was just enjoying his mental anguish, and considering what she would do next.

As they were finishing their breakfast, Marissa set down her fork, "So, you didn't sleep well?"

Tommy's cheeks turned pink, "Um, no... no I couldn't sleep."

Marissa nodded her head, "Hm. I guess that's why you were outside my door last night."

Tommy nearly choked on his eggs, barely catching hold of himself, "You... you knew about that?" He managed.

Marissa smirked, "Of course I did. You aren't very sneaky."

"I... I'm so sorry! I really don't know what came over me! I swear, it was an accident and then I just. I couldn't stop myself!" Tommy was hysterical, he could hardly think, thus why he didn't ask the clear question about why Marissa didn't stop at any point if she knew that Tommy was right there watching it happen. But he wasn't thinking about that.

Marissa laughed and smiled at Tommy, "Don't be. I thought it was cute." She stood up, looking down at her cousin with a sly little smirk.

Tommy balked at this, "wh-what?"

"I know the way you've been looking at me since you showed up yesterday." Marissa placed her hand on Tommy's shoulder, "and I know how a young man like you feels. I'm not that much older than you, you know." Marissa gently pushed Tommy's chair back, smiling again as she noticed the tent in his shorts.

Marissa's actions were met with utter confusion. Tommy didn't understand how to respond, or how to act. He looked from Marissa to the tenting shortsand back again. Hesitantly, Tommy went to adjust his pants, "Marissa, I..."

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