A Night with Olivia by markerss

It was a Friday afternoon and being I was excited to leave the building, I hurriedly packed up and left . However, as I passed through the lobby on my way to the parking lot, I saw Olivia sitting out front. Curious, I opened one of the doors and asked, “What’s going on?”Olivia looked at me and smiling she told me that she was waiting for a friend to pick her up. Olivia was very attractive and being she was part Native American, she had great features. Yea, she was very young and of course I found myself constantly thinking about her whenever I happened to see her and always found myself checking her out. She had a firm little ass that looked great in jeans, and her perky little tits had me constantly looking at them whenever she wore a top that accentuated them. She really had a nice little body, but because she was shy and very self-conscious, she always tried to hide it.

I always remember a time last year when she dressed as a witch for Halloween. She was in all black and had dark makeup, and the first time I saw her like this, I couldn’t help but think about being with her. It was a flowing costume with black lace sleeves and skirt. It was tight against her chest, and even though she didn’t really have anything there, it showed off her tits, and I still remember her firm little legs beneath that lacy skirt, and her little ass shake as she walked … what else can I say, I couldn’t help but stare.

Anyway, I knew she was having to live with grandma along with her two brothers because her mother was either incarcerated or had been, in either case, grandma had custody.

I was much older than Olivia, but whenever I saw her, I couldn’t help think about being with her, even if it was only once. Any way, as I continued to look at her, I asked, “Do you want me to give you a ride home?”

Like I said, “She was very shy,” and as she looked down she shyly said, “I’m okay.”

It was getting late and knowing it was the right thing to do, I said, “Come on,” trying to prompt her to come with me.

Looking over at me smiling, I gestured with my head for her to go with me and as she smiled and grabbed her backpack, she stood up. Heading through the building, toward the parking lot I subtly asked, “Where’s your boyfriend?”

Olivia was a little hesitant but said, “We broke up,” and then said, “It’s a long story.”

I didn’t ask anymore but was definitely curious about what happened and then as we got in the car and buckled up, I turned the key and said,”Okay, which way.”

I wanted to be with her, but was scared to make a move, feeling I might turn her off, and as I listened to her direction, I couldn’t help but glance over smiling.

Her house wasn’t very far away and when we eventually pulled up front, and I didn’t see any lights on, I put the car in park, and looking over at her I asked, “Who’s home?”

Olivia quickly replied that no one was home and explained that her grandma and brothers had gone to visit her aunt that wasn’t doing well. I was kind of shocked that she would be left home alone and seeing she was nervous too, I innocently asked if she wanted me to go inside with her.

Hesitantly, Olivia said, “It’s okay.”

Smiling, I reached over the console and as I touched her hand that was resting on her thigh, I said, “Let me come in with you,” and then said, “Just to make sure everything is okay.”

Olivia briefly looked down at my hand on hers, and then as she looked up at me, she shyly smiled and nodded her head.

Turning off the car, we both climbed out, and as I followed her up the walk, I couldn’t help but look at her butt. She had on a pair of faded and tattered jeans and an oversized black hoodie that conveniently hid her body, but I still couldn’t help but look at her legs and her ass as she went up to the door.

The neighborhood wasn’t the best and her grandma’s house was a small prefab that could have used some work, but was clean. Staying back a little as she put the key in the door and eventually opened it, she turned and asked me in.

Throwing her back pack on the floor by the door, I asked her if she wanted to show me around. Smiling, Olivia said, “Sure,” and as we walked the house, moving from room to room, checking to make sure everything was okay, Olivia pointed out each bedroom.

When we went into her room, I made sure to look in her closet and under her bed. Looking up at her as I stood up, she seemed appreciative that I was there, and after politely saying, “I guess everything is good,” she nodded and smiling we both headed back to the front room.

Following her, I said, “Maybe I should get going.”

This made her turn and as she looked at me, she hesitantly managed to say, “You can stay, if you want. “

Smiling back I asked, “Are you sure?”

Of course I wanted to stay and when she shyly smiled and nodded, I smiled and said, “Okay, maybe for a little bit.”

I liked being with her, and felt the longer I was there, the better my chances were to maybe make out with her and maybe even, we’ll you know, but knew that it was probably far fetched.

Standing there waiting, Olivia finally said, “Wanta watch some TV?”

I really didn’t care what we did and as we sat on the couch, I looked around as she turned on the TV. Her grandma’s house was modestly decorated and realizing there was a lull in our conversation I casually asked to use the bathroom. Olivia glanced back and looking down the hall she said, “Yea, it’s down there.”

Pointing down the hall she then stood up and said, “Let me show you.”

Olivia was definitely starting to feel a little more at ease and as she showed me where the bathroom was, I made sure to brush against her, in an attempt to flirt with her as I moved past. Smiling at her, I could see it embarrassed her a little and as she headed back to the living room, I quickly ducked in to pee.

When I went back out to the living room, Olivia was looking my way and as I deliberately sat right next to her, she nervously scooted over a little. Again scooting closer to her, we looked at each other, and smiling I asked, “What are we watching?”

She had picked a scary movie and as we continued to look at each other Olivia asked, “Do you want something to drink?”

Olivia stood up and pausing the movie, she headed toward the kitchen. I immediately stood up, which made her look back and smiled when see saw me following her.In the kitchen, Olivia opened the refrigerator, and as we both leaned down to look in. Casually putting my hand on her back, she quickly stood up. I’m sure it made her a little nervous but when I saw there were a couple sodas I said, “How about those?”

Smiling, Olivia grabbed them and after handing me one, she turned to face me and let the door close. Moving away a little she asked, “Do you want some popcorn?”

It sounded good and after grabbing some out of the cabinet, she opened the microwave and put it in. Olivia closed the door and facing the microwave as she set the timer, I couldn’t help but step closer and flirtatiously grab her hips. Again, it surprised her I think and not wanting her to be scared, I let go and stepped back.

Olivia looked back at me smiling shyly and seeing she was blushing, I took a drink from my soda, smiling. I knew she was nervous and after the timer went off, Olivia grabbed a bowl out of the cabinet and dumped the popcorn in the bowl. As we both sauntered back out to watch the movie, and we both sat down, I again deliberately moved closer, sitting right next to her. She again nervously scooted over just a little, and as we ate popcorn and drank our sodas, subtly reached over and putting my hand on her thigh. I didn’t want her to be nervous, but I wanted her to know I was interested, and when I gave her leg a little squeeze, she looked at me, smiling.

There was a slight pause but as we looked at each other I casually asked, “So, what happened with your boyfriend?”

Cautiously smiling, Olivia shook her head and then said, “My grandma made me break up with him.”

“Really,” I said, and then asked, “Why?”

Looking down, Olivia shook her head and then said, “She caught us making out.”

Smiling, I asked, “Where, In your bedroom?”

Olivia looked at me and after a second said, “”No, right here.”

Looking down at the couch I asked, “What did she catch you doing?”

Shaking her head no, she seemed embarrassed to tell me, but after some more prompting she said, “We were making out.”

Smiling, I pressed her and asked, “What do you mean?”

I felt I knew what she was trying to tell me and when she said, “We were watching a movie and we had a blanket over us.”

She was still a little embarrassed to tell me but then said, “Well, we had the lights off and we were, kissing,” and pausing she looked at me said, “and you know.”

Smiling I asked, “Know, what?”

Shyly looking down she again shook her head. Gently squeezing her leg I said, “You don’t have to tell me,” and then said, “I understand.”

Looking over at me, Olivia blurted out, “He had undone my pants and had his hand up my shirt and when my grandma came down, we obviously looked guilty.”

“Really,” I said, “what happened then? “

She was mad and knew what were we doing, and angry she told him he had better leave.

Thinking about wanting to do the same thing, I started to get a hard on and when I saw her looking down at my hand on her thigh I said, “I’m sure grandma was pissed.”

Olivia looked up at me now and smiling she said, “Yea, she wouldn’t let me see him anymore.”

Scooting closer, I put my arm around her and giving her a hug I said, “You’re really pretty Olivia, and …”

Olivia now leaned against me and said, “And what?”

Holding her away from me and looking at her I said, “I know I’m a lot older but,” and before I could finish saying something that would have revealed my true feeling she smiled and putting her arms around my neck said, “You’re not old.”