Lily's Seduction of the Boy Next Door Part 2 - Sex Stories

Lily's Seduction of the Boy Next Door Part 2

“How early did you get here?” Amanda asked, taking off her jacket. “Don’t even mention it” I sighed, realizing that I had been so busy running around the lab that I totally lost track of time. “Came in at 6 so I could get 2 runs in today” I answered, setting my timer. “How long’s the incubation?” “45 minutes” I answered. “Can’t really take a break though, I gotta write up the assay and go over it later with Nick and Linda so they know how to run it.” The rest of the morning was extremely busy and strenuous. And thank god both my techs were very understanding of the situation, willing to stay a little longer to ensure it was all done, even knowing we’d have to repeat it all again next week. By the time I was ready to leave work, I was completely exhausted. The extra long day had sapped all of my energy and the only thing I was looking forward to was sleep. “Lily, could you come in my office for a second?” my boss instructed, catching me before I headed down the elevator. “Sure” I answered, putting on a fake smile. “Now I realized that you have our techs running the assays as well. That’s not what I instructed” she said. “This project is still in the beginning stages and I trust YOU to get it done, not anyone else.” I was ready to slap her in the face right there. Not only had she not mentioned anything to me about not letting Nick and Linda work on it, but she had conveniently waited until we wasted an entire day to tell me. I was absolutely fuming! The only thing keeping me ...

... from bitching her out was the presence of her son, watching the two of us talk. “You should be proud that I entrust only you with this project” she smiled, knowing exactly what she was doing. “Could you hand mommy that folder?” she asked, using him as shield to prevent me from acting out. I stared blankly as her son Sean begrudgingly got up out of his seat to follow her mother’s instructions. I would’ve felt slightly bad for the kid about having Karen for a mother, but there was nothing to sympathize about. In the few times I had met him, he had always been obnoxious and annoying, used to getting his way and being a “mommy’s boy.” In a sense, everything I found cute and innocent about Timmy was absent in Sean. Watching him use his pudgy little fingers to hand his mother the folder of papers only exacerbated my anger. “I’ll redo the trial we did this afternoon and everything will still be ready by the end of next week” I said, trying not to lunge at her throat. “Good! That’s great to hear then! Well, carry on then” she said, shooing me away with the back of her hand. As I left the room, I distinctly felt the contact of a balled up piece of paper hit my back, followed by the quiet snickering of both my boss and her son. “Just walk away! It’s the weekend now!” I said to myself. The drive home reminded me why road rage was always going to be a problem. As long as there were shitty jobs and shitty bosses out there, there would always be shitty drivers on their way home as well. ...