A Wet Case of Mistaken Identity

Chapter 2
Chapter 2: Electric Boogaloo

Chapter Description: TBD

This still needs a few punch ups but is good to go for the most part. Maybe reformat a little more readable.

Lisa picked up the cold wipes and began to press softly down as she wiped on Kevin’s skin. Her movements were soft and nurturing, as if she was dealing with a delicate piece of artwork. Kevin felt himself blushing fiercely, the heat radiating off his skin as he began to understand the full extent of Lisa’s misunderstanding.

“There we go, Emma. All clean,” Lisa mumbled sleepily, her eyes barely open as she patted him dry with a towel.

Kevin blinked in astonishment, his mind whirling. “Did she just call me Emma?” he thought.

“L- Lisa,” Kevin muttered out. He didn’t want to get caught, but he had finally mustered up the courage and strength to say something. He knew he had to do something before this got out of control. If he stopped this now, this would all still be a misunderstanding. He figured he could probably convince Lisa to keep this between them and then Nathan wouldn’t be any the wiser. “It-”

Before Kevin could even sputter out another syllable, Lisa spoke first.

“Oh, baby, shhhh,” she said softly putting a large, warm finger to Kevin’s lips. “Mommy’s got you, mommy’s got you.” She incessantly echoed those very words, a relentless refrain on an endless loop. She was starting to wake up more, but as the room itself wasn’t very bright at the moment, she was fully convinced she was embracing her infant daughter. 

She picked him up again and cradled him softly against her upper right chest, as she gently rocked back and forth. One of her hands was cradling his rear again, while the other began to rub up and down on his back. Kevin found himself in an intimate position that he had not anticipated. The warm, comforting sensation of Lisa’s arms wrapped around him was overridden by the burning embarrassment coursing through him, leaving him stiff as a board.

In the quiet, moonlit room, Lisa’s gentle humming lulled the environment into a state of silent tranquility, a stark contrast to the inner turmoil swirling inside Kevin. He couldn’t help but feel the warmth radiating from Lisa, her soothing touch, and the rhythmic petting on his back creating a cocoon of comfort that ironically served to deepen his discomfort.

His heart pounded in his chest, each beat echoing in his ears as he tried to make sense of the situation he found himself in. The intense silence of the house only amplified the deafening reality of his predicament. His mind raced as he grappled with his circumstances, struggling to reconcile the comforting, maternal care he was receiving with the humiliation he was experiencing.

This was not the sleepover he had imagined. He was supposed to be playing video games and eating junk food with Nathan, not this cradling like he was a newborn infant. He was trapped in this surreal reality, and the only thing he could do was go along with it to prevent a more disastrous awakening of Lisa.

He knew this wasn’t his fault, but how could he explain being held by her without wearing any pants? It was an unbelievable situation and to make matters worse, he knew he couldn’t bare the thought of Nathan finding out about any of this. He knew the first chance he got, he would sprint out of there faster than a racehorse. She just had to let him down and he could run back downstairs and hop under the covers in the basement. At least then, he could hide his pantsless situation and wrap himself up while evading this night-walking Mommy.

Kevin could feel the sweat pooling at the base of his neck, a physical representation of his escalating embarrassment. He felt his face heating up, his cheeks flaming up. He was mortified, yet he knew he had to endure this unanticipated predicament. As the minutes turned into what seemed like hours, Kevin found himself sinking deeper into a state of intense unease and mortification. His embarrassment reached a fever pitch, culminating in a sense of dread he had never experienced before. But as the minutes ticked on under the silver moonlight, he found his exhaustion slowly overcoming his embarrassment. The rhythm of Lisa’s breathing, her gentle humming, and the overall quietude of the house began to lull him into a drowsy state, despite the awkwardness of the situation.

Just when he thought the ordeal couldn’t get any more embarrassing, Lisa began to softly croon a lullaby, the melody wrapping around him like a comforting blanket, pulling him further into the surreal predicament. The image of Nathan snoring obliviously a couple of floors down only added to Kevin’s embarrassment.

After what felt like an eternity, Lisa gently pulled away, patting his back one more time. The relief he felt was short-lived, however, as she slowly lowered him back down to the changing table. Placing him down once more, she reached up to the shelf above him; her clothed chest now mere inches away from his face. When she found what she was looking for and lowered her arms, Kevin beamed ahead staring in shock and utmost fear at what she was now holding for him to wear. Even in this tired and exhausted state he now found himself in, his heart raced a little at the thought of what would come next.