The first day she arrived very late. Her uncle, Ben, was a bit surprised by her haircut, but didn’t say anything. She said that she ate on the road and would want to go to sleep directly. She took a shower and went to bed.
When Ben was sound asleep, she sneaked into the living room, where the computer was standing. She used her USB drive to boot it and go around any password.
As she suspected the drive was not encrypted. She quickly found his porn folder.
— “I knew it!” — she said to herself — “He’s gay.”
She suspected that for a long time. That would be a problem in her assignment, but when she dug a bit more, she realized:
— “Naughty uncle. I see you like young boys.” — she exclaimed — “No wonder you liked to take my cousins for hiking and fishing.” — she smiled — “But that gives me an idea for a plan.”
After she sieved through the computer a bit more, she closed it. Watching big men fucking thin, fragile looking boys, was turning her on. She knew her uncle had only the legal stuff, with boys being just young looking men, but still. Her uncle was kind of a by-the-book guy. He probably even paid for the porn, and didn’t just download it from some torrent site. She was sure he never acted on his preferences.
She felt kind of sorry for him that he, being this by-the-book guy, could not be open about being gay, and lived alone most of his life. No. She wasn’t sorry for him. She was mad at the rest of the world. She also realized she treated him unfairly many times. She decided to make it up to him.
Before bed, she said her “prayers”, second time this night, which made her horniness even harder to ignore. She knew her masters would not approve her masturbating now. She laid for some time in bed devising a plan, and finally fell asleep.
Her quiet alarm, woke her up early, by zapping her ass with a minor voltage. She was proud of her invention, which connected her phone to a small bipolar electrode she could stick wherever she felt like.
She knew the zaps would get worse the longer she stayed in bed, so she came out of bed. It didn’t have a lot of power really, but the motivation was still there. She dressed in short pants and a short-sleeved shirt. She looked herself in the mirror. With her ultra short hair, under-developed body, and the clothes, she looked like a boy. Her lips were a bit girly, but she could not do anything about it. She was kind of happy her breasts didn’t really grow yet beyond small molds, and her shapes were not yet that much different than a boys.
She went downstairs, and prepared breakfast. Normally it was other way around, as her uncle would get up early and prepare a delicious breakfast for her. She would wake up to the smell of beacon.
When she heard him starting the shower she proceeded to the final thing, frying some bacon and eggs. When he entered the kitchen the food was nearly ready. He came in his boxers and shirt, drying his hair with a towel.
— “Oh!” — he was startled when he saw her — “Hello Lilly.”
He was uneasy about the situation.
— “Hi uncle. You can call me: Billy, the hall boy.”
She knew her uncle loved period dramas, and knew all about the names and roles of servants in noble houses. As she read on Wikipedia, a hall boy was a kind of a male servant. He did hard work, and slept in the servants hall. She someway loved that the article, that it mentioned that he was the lowest in the hierarchy, and even emptied the chamber pots for the other servants.
— “Hello Billy.” — he said with a smile — “Oh, I should change.” — he immediately said noticing his own erection.
— “Don’t worry, uncle. We’ve been in our underwear together a lot in the hot summers” — she said pretending not to notice the bulge in his boxers. — “Sit down, it’ll be ready in a minute.”
— “Thank you Lilly.” — he said sitting down to hide his boxers under the table — “Normally I prepared you the breakfast”
— “Billy.” — she corrected him — “Yes. And I loved it and I wanted to do same for you.” — she said placing the plate on the table. — “In fact, the whole stay, I’ll cook, wash and clean. I never really helped you around the house.”
— “OK, Billy, but you have to watch out, or I’ll get used to that.” — he said waiting for her to set up her plate — “But I’m the host.”
— “If you want to do something for me, take me for a fishing trip. Like you did my cousins.”
— “OK. But won’t it be too boring, for a …” — he thought about saying “girl” — “kid like you?”
— “I’m sure you’ll entertain me” — she said dividing the beacon and sitting to eat.
The day went smoothly, with Lilly going about the house cleaning, and sorting things. Where ever she could she would tease Ben, showing off her ass in tight pants. Or diving under his desk, pretending she has to clean something there.
She caught him staring a few times, and always made sure to award it with a smile. Ben was of course ashamed of looking, but became less and less shy about it as she didn’t discourage it.
After dinner, she cooked, Ben sat and started watching TV. She brought him a beer, and proceeded to clean the dishes. After that she asked him if he wants another beer as she already cooled one in the freezer.
As he sipped the second beer watching some news program, she changed into her pajamas, and cuddled to him. She laid between his legs, as she did many times in the past, being a child. She pretended to fall asleep, being bored by the news, and twisted and turned on his crotch. This diverted his attention from the TV, and made him look at her sleeping. She looked like an angle. Not a boy or a girl, just an innocent thing.
He started to delicately caress her hair, making her smile in her “sleep”, and grinding her torso even more over his groin. He then stroked her back and she stopped moving, not wanting to spook him. As she suspected, he soon started to caress her back, and then ass. As he felt her round ass under his big hand, he started to get hard.
She kept her cool, and didn’t move, as his hand felt her ass up, tracing his middle finger along her ass crack. Finally, when he felt like nothing would wake her up, he slipped his hand under her shorts, and caressed her bare skin. She allowed for it, feeling his hard dick thought his trousers. But after some time, moved just a bit, just to scare him.
He immediately pulled his hand out of her pants, and looked if she noticed. She only cuddled more to his groin and smiled.
He slipped from under her, and took her in his arms and carried to her bed. When he laid her in bed, she hugged her pillow.
— “Good night, uncle.” — she said while he was leaving — “I liked the stroking.” — she said, leaving him to wonder if she knew about his caressing of her butt, or she just meant the hair stroking.
— “Good night” — said Ben, with a little sore throat.
As he went to his room, she quietly got up, and listened. As she hear him masturbating in his room, she smiled. Her trap was working.
Next day Ben woke to the smell of beacon, and went downstairs without even a shower. He said hi, and walked behind Lilly, peeking into the frying pan. She smiled at him, and bucked up her tiny bottom, wiggling it on his groin, standing on her toes. She done it in a playful manner, as to say “don’t peek”. She felt his dick wake in his boxers, just as he moved back and sat at the table.
They ate the breakfast, joking around. After they finished and she cleaned up. As Ben started to mow the lawn, Lilly continued her cleaning from the previous day. It was very hot, and Ben did the grass cutting in his boxers. Lilly came out with two glasses of ice-cold lemonade she made.
— “Wanna lemonade?”
— “Oh, thank you.”
— “Ah, it’s not for free.” — she smiled — “Kiss on the cheek, and slap on the ass.”
— “Slap on the bum?”
— “That’s the price. Take it of leave it.” — she said gesturing to take the glasses away.
Ben slapped her ass with an open hand, making her jump up a bit, and spilling a bit of the drink over herself.
— “Sorry.” — said Ben.
— “Oh, don’t be sorry. That was a good slap. Now a kiss on the cheek and we’re good.”
Ben smiled a devious smile, leaned and kissed her ass cheek.
— “You didn’t tell me which cheek to kiss.”
— “You are right” — she said with a genuine surprise in her voice — “And I’m kind of glad I didn’t.”
Ben stood there sipping his lemonade, while Lilly sat on a stone drinking hers. Her eyes were on the level of his groin, and he noticed her staring.
— “It’s kind of rude to stare, kid”
— “Sorry, it’s just …” — she said shyly — “big.” — she extended her hand — “Can I like … touch it?”
— “I didn’t think it’s a good idea.” — said Ben half-heartedly.
— “I would just love to know how it looks”
— “OK.”
She touched his dick thought his pants, and caressed it until it became even bigger in her hand. She then continued, ultimately lowering his pants a bit, and stroking the hard cock. Ben was like in a trance, and allowed for it, until the first gasp escaped his lips, he then snapped out of it, and suddenly backed up.
Lilly just got back to drinking her lemonade, like nothing happened, and Ben rushed to the house. As she followed him quietly, she heard him jack one off in the bathroom. She smiled, and got back to work.