Chapter 2

The pleasure didn't last for long. The power came back on a short while later, flooding the entire house with bright lights.

When Meredith realized how close we were standing, she blushed hard and looked at me in deep embarrassment before slipping out of my arms.

I still wanted more of her, but I had no other choice but to suppress my desires.

"Sorry about that, Tony. I've just always been afraid of thunderstorms since I was a child, and it was too dark in the room… I was really too scared to stay by myself."

"It's alright. I'm here. You don't have to be afraid," I said, patting her on her back. "By the way, what's your mom doing out during a thunderstorm like this?"

Meredith pouted and said, "I don't know either. Maybe she's out on a business trip or something."

After that, she went back to her room and fell asleep.

I was tired after working the entire day and decided to take a relaxing shower in the bathroom.

Meredith's white undies were lying on the porcelain sink again, and it looked like a soiled pair she'd just changed out of that day. I picked it up and took a long sniff. It still smelled exactly like how I remembered.

However, I'd just had a tiny taste of what it was like to really hold her in my arms, and I wasn't content with just sniffing her underwear anymore.

The heat spread from within my body, making me feel warm and bothered all over. I turned on the water and grabbed the showerhead, meaning to calm myself down.

But as soon as I grabbed the showerhead, I realized that there was a sticky substance on it that clung to my fingers. I held it under my nose and gave it a good whiff.

It smelled exactly like Meredith's underwear did!

My brain went blank for a moment as I stood there, unable to believe my eyes.

Was Meredith really that desperate for a man to satisfy her? How brazen she was for using the showerhead like that when Irene wasn't around!

She was about 18, so it was only natural that she would be curious about her body and explore different ways to seek pleasure.

And since Irene wasn't home that night, didn't that just give me the perfect chance after all?

At that thought, a surge of excitement welled up inside me, and I was rock-hard in an instant. When I was finally done with the shower, I pulled on a baggy pair of sweats, and my hard-on was very visible through the fabric, presenting itself as a tent.

I got out of the bathroom and saw Meredith watching TV in the living room. She then fixed her gaze on my tent, her expression tinged with curiosity.

I walked up to her and said, "You should go back to your room. If the thunder strikes again, and the power goes out again, you're going to get a fright if you remain here."

I stood right in front of her, acting as though I was unintentionally bringing my tent closer to her mouth.

Meredith's face was as red as a beet. It was also obvious that her breathing was getting quicker and heavier.

This was interesting. I could tell that she was just as lustful as Irene. Like mother, like daughter. But that was just good news for me!

A short while later, Meredith turned off the TV and went back to her room. I watched her close her room door and suddenly felt a rush of regret.

What the hell? Why did I even bother acting like a good person the entire time? How was I supposed to seduce her again now that she was back in her room? I couldn't possibly barge into her room, could I?

I went back to my own room rather frustratedly and lay down in bed. I stared at the massive tent in my pants and felt as though my insides were on fire.

I really wanted to just grab her by the waist and thrust myself right into her core!

However, the feeling just wouldn't go away, and it felt as though my bones were crawling with fire ants as they burrowed into my flesh, making me hot and bothered.

Just then, there was a flash of lightning outside the window, followed by a loud crack of thunder. It began pouring outside as well.

Meredith was scared to be left by herself and knocked on my door before letting herself in.

She stood at the door, wearing her thin nightgown, and I could see the dark areolas of her nipples through the thin fabric.

"I'm scared, Tony. Can I sleep with you in your room instead?"

I was overjoyed. I'd just been dreaming about her body a while ago, and now, she was offering herself to me on a silver platter.

I tugged my blankets aside eagerly and patted on the space next to me.

"Come inside my blankets."

She crawled in and snuggled herself close to me.

Her nightgown was so thin that I could feel her warm skin pressed up against mine. She was very soft and warm, and very supple too.

There was another bolt of lightning and a clap of thunder outside the window, and then the lights in the house went out once again.

Meredith got such a fright that she threw herself over my body at once.

"Tony! I'm scared of the dark! Save me," she sobbed.

When she threw herself on me, she landed precisely so that my erection slid right in between her inner thighs.

The warmth of her body enveloped my manhood at once, and I felt as though all of the cells in my body were about to combust.

I hugged her tightly in my arms and braced my legs as I pressed my lower half against her.

She let out a soft moan and felt herself getting warmer. She asked, "There's a stick poking into me down there, Tony… It's making me tingly all over…"

How could a young woman her age still not know anything about sex? Judging from the way she put it, I knew that she wanted me to give it to her, but she was just too shy to ask for it straightaway.

So, I yanked my sweats off and pressed my hot, throbbing manhood against her inner thighs.

Meredith succumbed at once, her body falling limp. She stopped resisting me and even began speaking to me in a voice filled with seductive allure.

"What does it really feel like, Tony?"

I lifted the hem of her nightgown and realized that she wasn't wearing any underwear. So, I pressed my tip against her entrance and asked, "Wanna find out? Let me show you what it's like."