Seductive Scientist Daddy by Scott Wylder
CHAPTER SIX
Evan
What the fuck was I doing? I had almost kissed her.
I strode out to the kitchen to get myself a glass of water to cool myself down; but, my cock was still rock hard. Seeing her in my bedroom like that was enough to drive me wild.
Next to my couch was a chest where I kept pillows and blankets for guests. I took them out and made up the bed before lying down. Under the blankets and with my eyes closed, I dared to think back to that scene, where she had looked up at me with those big, grateful eyes. She had looked so happy when I called her little one. The endearment had just slipped out. I shouldn't have let it. Yet she didn't look scared. She looked almost . . . excited.
It didn't matter. She was my intern. I was too old for her. She was just overworked and vulnerable and I couldn't exploit that. I wouldn't exploit that. But, that didn't mean I couldn't take the edge off.
I slipped my hand into my pants and stroked my hard cock. Any second, Lily could walk in, wanting a glass of water or a cup of warm milk to help her fall asleep. The thought of that made it even hotter.
I stroked myself, thinking about her tiny, beautiful body. I pictured her on my bed, wearing only a puffy dress and a little pink diaper while she stared up at me with those big, innocent eyes. I would get on top of her and kiss her while one of my hands traveled down her body. She would shiver at my touch as I stroked her thigh. My hands traveled upward to her pussy. She would be so wet she would soak through the diaper.
Gently, I would peel it off her and toss it to the side before thrusting a finger inside her quivering pussy. She would moan and beg for my cock and I would be all too willing to give it to her. I would thrust my big cock inside her, stretching her out while she cried out and whimpered and finally came around my cock.
I stroked myself faster, as I imagined her coming on my cock. The thought of it sent me over the edge and I came in my pants, as I stroked myself off. I bit my lip to hold back a moan as I finished.
Finally, I lay there, panting. I shut my eyes tightly as I recovered from the orgasm. I felt a pang of shame, but I brushed it away. After cleaning up the best I could, I went to sleep, wishing I was holding Lily in my arms.
The next morning, I made a quick breakfast of eggs and toast for both of us. However, she was still asleep by the time I was done eating. Good. She needed the sleep. I left her breakfast in the microwave and wrote a note for her, for when she woke up. I put it on the kitchen counter along with some money for a cab. I sighed as I left. My night of taking care of her was over. It would have to be enough.
I didn't see much of Lily for the next week. I still avoided her as much as I could, while Ellen trained her on maintaining the plants and the oysters. However, I made sure to keep the cupboard stocked with snacks and even a few packaged meals. Ellen asked me about that one day.
"Why do we have microwave meals, when we don't have a microwave in the office?" she asked.
"It's not for us, it's for Lily," I said. "She's a broke college student and she's been living off ramen, because she can't afford the dining hall. That's why she fainted the other night." I pretended to be studying one of the plants in front of me, even though I had already taken extensive notes about it.
She sighed. "I guess I can't argue with that. Maybe we should just start stocking the place with food for the interns. She's not the first broke college student who has worked here after all. But, please tell me you've gotten over having a crush on her."
I rolled my eyes. "I'm not going to act on it. Why do you think I avoid her whenever possible? But, the best I can do is stay away from her. Why are you so worried? You know me. I wouldn't ever force myself on an intern."
"Yeah, I know. I just don't want either of you to get hurt, you know? I understand why you like her. She's sweet and eager to please. But, it just sucks when you're so uncomfortable in your own office."
"Better than making her uncomfortable."
Ellen smirked. "Honestly, I don't think you do. I think she likes you."
I groaned. "I didn't need to know that."
"Yeah, I know. That was probably mean. Just . . . stop beating yourself up, okay? You might not be able to control your thoughts, but you're controlling your actions just fine. So maybe you'll feel comfortable enough to start working in the air conditioning again."
"Maybe," I said. But, I wasn't really in control of my actions. At least, not as much as I should be. I still spent my nights jerking myself off while thinking about her under me. She was becoming my obsession, even when I needed to be focusing all my efforts on the upcoming Crystal Lake trip.