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Around 5:00 p.m., Harry exited his room and walked into the kitchen to get a drink.
"Hello, Griffin, did Narcissa assist you with the computer?" Harry could hear his mother say this but not see her. He saw her washing the dining room floor when he looked down.
He grew upset out of nowhere. Oh no! What information does she have concerning Narcissa's conduct in my room? But then he relaxed and thought to himself, Of course. Lily must have seen Narcissa removing the porn filter and is making a reference to it.
"She most certainly did, Mom!" Thank you for allowing her to take off the filter. That, I feel, will be quite advantageous to my condition. Much better than the obscene magazines. I don't think I'll have any problem doing my task today!" He opted not to mention how much more lovely Narcissa was in person than in the images.
"That's good," Lily said, but she was terrified on the inside. Narcissa entered his room in her underwear, and she's a stunning woman. I'm not convinced. It seems a little... risky. What if he masturbates while contemplating her? Or me? Is it conceivable that I overdid it with the shirt last night? If he had to think about anybody, it should be Narcissa. I'll thank her afterwards. Harry seems to have been revived and has overcome his blue mood!
To get a closer glimpse at his mother, Harry stepped around the counter. She was wearing a dress and an apron. No way! She's not even wearing pantyhose!
As his penis, weary from innumerable masturbations, burst to life, Harry's thoughts roared through his head. Lily's ass squirmed high in the air as her whole body swayed back and forth to the rhythm of her cleaning a tough section on the floor with a towel, forcing her massive dangling breasts to dance in counterpoint. Her short skirt exposed a lot of her ass—an ass that wasn't constrained by pantyhose.
Her actions were absolutely unintentional. She'd made two vows to Narcissa. One, go a few days without wearing underwear, and two, dress up as a maid for the day. She had forgotten what she had shown when the two commitments were combined, having grown up wearing pants and being accustomed to such short skirts.
Harry gaped, his jaw wide open. He caught a glimpse of her pussy between her legs—the first time he'd seen a real pussy. That just increased his heart rate.
Finally, he covered his hardness by adjusting his penis in his pants. He turned around to face his mother and spoke with her. But he went there to watch her braless tits swing back and forth like two perfectly balanced pendulums. They were still inside the garment, but Harry was pleased to find out that it was quite low-cut. He couldn't determine whether to laugh with delight or cry with misery at the forbidden fruits.
"Hello, mom," he said finally.
"Hello, Griffin." She smiled as she looked up at him. She seemed unaffected, but her outfit clearly upset her.
"What's the deal with the funny maid outfit?" He couldn't help but be curious.
"Oh, no. Isn't that absurd? I lost a bet I made with Narcissa. I had to do anything she wanted, and she chose for me to wear this for the day."
"What exactly was the wager?"
Narcissa had made fun of Lily for staring at Harry's erection during the doctor's session. Lily had bluntly denied glancing at it, but Narcissa was certain she had, so it was a straightforward bet for Narcissa to win. Narcissa was ready to call healer Abasi to confirm, but Lily stopped her before she could dial the line.
Naturally, thinking about the bet caused Lily to flush and get upset. "It makes no difference. What frustrates me the most is that she is now attempting to get me to wear unusual clothing. " However, I'm feeling like a jerk." "Don't you think it makes me look odd?"
Harry turned around to look at her shapely arse once again. "No way." "I'm not strange." Nobody could ever be called nerdy if they had such an ass. What exactly is going on here? It's as though I've entered the Twilight Zone! The episode is titled "The Land of No Underwear." Is Narcissa in the picture? "I definitely like it," he said. It's quite lovely. "Certainly out of the ordinary."
"I'm telling you, Dorky." Lily, on the other hand, smiled at the compliment, entirely unconscious of what she was doing. "But what irritates me even more is how demeaning it is," she said. It's almost as if I'm a servant or slave. It's ridiculous! Can you see yourself as some kind of female servant, bound to obey every command? I'm taken aback. And I vow I'll get Narcissa back for this!" She carried on with her cleaning tasks.
Harry said, "Dang!" My mother could be seen as a maid. My maid, constantly doing my bidding! Better yet, a servant or slave. I work as a sex slave! Damn! " Mom, please bend over again. "Your master's staff has arrived." "Yes, Griffin. Whatever you desire Take me in doggy style!" Arrgh! Too tempting! I have to get out of here!
Harry left the room gingerly, knowing that if he stayed any longer, she'd figure out what she was exposing and be angry at him for snooping. Needless to say, he returned to his room to masturbate once again. For the first time in his life, he fantasized about Lily, seeing her in that maid outfit.
But Harry wasn't done yet. He squirmed restlessly in his room after masturbating. I can't believe what just happened. I just masturbated to my mother's thoughts. Gross! But what am I to do? She's a lady, a lovely lady. No, she's a gorgeous woman. And I'm sure she's in the living room right now, dressed as an extraordinarily sexy maid and bending down in some terrible posture, as I've seen her before. exposing her nude ass. Or those massive swinging tits. Oh dude! The very thought of that makes me as tough as a steel bar. It's too much for me. What should I do? After all, I'm just a regular person!
Is this what they intended when they said they'd help me? That is just not feasible! Mom will never agree to such a thing. I'm still on the lookout for her new sex and sin speech. Perhaps Narcissa told her not to be too moralistic since it might interfere with my medical therapy. Maybe. He stood up and began walking back and forth across his room. Aaaarrrggh! This is ruining my life. What is Mom doing now? I've been standing there for almost thirty minutes. Is she still dressed like that? There's nothing wrong with going out and seeing what she's wearing. However, she is my mother. Aaaarrrggh! Dammit! One more quick check.
He ran downstairs to the living room, slamming the door open. To his delight and terror, he discovered her still dressed as a maid, cleaning windows. The Potters did not have house elves, although they did hire employees to clean the house more thoroughly on occasion.
The house had several windows. She had to stand on her toes and extend her arms high to reach the top of them, and each time she did so, her whole ass came into view.
Harry was expecting his brain to split in half. Okay. I have to do the right thing. Instead of just gawking, I have to explain to her what she's seeing. She's my mother, for Christ's sake!
On the other hand, do I have to notify her immediately? I'm so agonizingly tough! This is helping me! I'm sure I'll feel compelled to masturbate for many days. Years, to be precise! Oh man. Her lower cheekbones So powerful. There is absolutely no flaw. They switch places as though she's out for a sensuous walk. I simply want to put my hand there... He moved forward a few paces.
No! ... And why is she dressed like this to begin with? If she spreads her legs at all, I may be able to view her... Right in the center... No. Don't even consider it, Harry. Don't even consider it.
"Hey Mom," he said as softly as he could as he approached her. "Are you still wearing that ridiculous outfit?"
"More like weird." She seemed unfazed by her exposed a$$ and was in her usual good mood.
"Mom, I'm dying here. Curiosity has killed me. What in the world did you bet Narcissa to get you to wear that?"
Lily's face reddened as she glanced around. Then she stepped back, putting her slightly exposed ass back into his line of sight. "Oh, absolutely nothing. Nothing noteworthy."
Man has survived! The mystery becomes much deeper! I wish she'd extend her legs as wide as she did previously. I don't find any link between them. What precisely do I mean? She's my mother!
Harry was startled to hear a door open. He recognized Narcissa's daughter, Adresteia. Aha! You are my only hope! I can separate her and tell her to tell Lily to change her clothes. If I see Lily, she won't be embarrassed. Adresteia is dependable and will not make me feel awful about myself. Perfect.
So Harry told Adresteia what to do, and Adresteia persuaded Lily to change without telling her that Harry had told her. Lily was taken aback when she realized what she was exhibiting. Later, she wondered whether Harry had seen anything and, if so, what, but she was too scared to ask or even bring it up. She was surprised to learn she didn't mind if he saw her naked ass.
In fact, she wondered whether it was a coincidence that she was doing so many tasks that showcased her a$$ when she knew she'd been putting on quite a show. She'd begun having sexual dreams with Harry in the last few days, and although she found them horrifying, it was also the most thrilling thing that had occurred to her in years. Harry knew he had no choice but to go back to his room and masturbate once again.
After dinner, Narcissa returned sporting new attire, if you can call it that. Her lower extremities were completely covered, but two orange cloth strips crossed in the back and again in the breast left little to the imagination.
Rose sat with them in the living room, and they all played cards after dinner, as they did every night.
Rose was captivated by the two women's clothes, especially Narcissa's gown. Narcissa kept raising her arms, yawning or seeming to yawn. Such gestures, Rose believed, were designed to spark Harry's curiosity. (And they were thrilling him.)
Rose concluded, "Harry is definitely spying on Narcissa!" He is captivated by the sight of her boobs. And it almost seems like Mom isn't wearing a bra, which is
inconceivable. Is it possible?
Rose was a reserved and shy young girl, but she was so bewildered by the odd situation that she felt obligated to speak out.
"Narcissa. That dress of yours It's a tad..." "Sexy?" Narcissa made an excellent proposal.
"Yeah, it's very sexy."
"Oh, thank you so very much!" You were paying attention! You may be wondering why I'm wearing it. Harry has been depressed for nearly a week, as you are aware. And he's entirely deviated from his "schedule." That was another term for his daily sexual relief chart.
"So your mother and I decided that if we made things around here a little bit sexier, we could break him out of his depression over Daphne and get his libido going again," Narcissa said. Today is our first full day. According to Harry, it seems to be working. Look how much better he's feeling already! "Do you think this dress is sexy, Harry?"
Everyone in the room turned to look at Harry.
He was definitely pleased and smiling, if a bit surprised. He'd been dumbfounded by Narcissa's sensuality and was losing a lot of money playing cards. He could barely muster an "uh, yeah."
"If you feel comfortable doing it, Rose," Narcissa said, "you can also dress up a little more sexily." "Isn't it true that the more, the merrier, Harry?"
Rose responded, "All right," before Harry could answer.
"The emphasis is on 'a bit,'" Lily spoke quickly. Please don't go overboard. Everything should be done with caution. Isn't your gown a little too formal for you, Narcissa? I mean, really! Is that only in this house, Angel? I'm sick just thinking about some unknown stranger gazing at my baby with want in his eyes."
Rose burst out laughing. "Sure. What a wonderful idea! Sure, I'll help out. "I'll do anything for my best friend!"
"Hello, I'm your only brother," Harry introduced himself.
Rose subsequently remarked, "It appears that Narcissa is having the same thoughts as I am." Things are becoming hotter. That's fantastic; it gives me license to step things up even further.
But what motivates her? Is it only to help Brother, or does she also want him? If she does, she won't have to deal with my incest problem, plus she's a thousand times sexier than me. I'll never be able to compete!
On the other hand, if she continues to push, it may open doors for me as well. Perhaps we could all chip in and assist him. It's probably my last real chance to make my dreams come true. My mother is difficult to convince, but Narcissa can persuade her to do virtually anything. She's fantastic, and she knows it. A genuine Slytherin.
That evening, Narcissa did not return to Harry's room. She decided that if I don't want Lily to get suspicious or upset, I need to pace myself more carefully. I was really pushing my luck by forcing her to wear that maid outfit; if I'm found naked with Harry straight after that, I'm in big trouble. Allow a few days for things to settle down. Overall, my plan to seduce Harry is working wonderfully. All I need is time.