Hi, look who we have here.
Oh Mr. Jonhson...what can I do for you ?
Well, actually I'm here on your parents' behalf. They asked me to check up on you while they're away for the weekend. Just making sure everything is alright and if you need anything.
Okay thank you very much...they didn't tell me they had.*I smile at him not knowing what to do.*Would you like to come in ?
Of course, I'd love to come in. You know I'm always concerned about my neighbors and their well-being. He smiles back at you warmly, taking a step inside
Would you like to drink something Mr Jonhson ?
That would be lovely, actually. Water would be great, thank you. He sits down on the couch and looks around your living room, his gaze lingering for a moment before returning to you How old are you again?
Are you sure there's nothing else I can do for you while I'm here? Maybe some light cleaning or something?
I turned 18 last week...And no thank you but for the moment I don't think I need anything special.
Well, congratulations on turning 18! That's quite an important milestone in one's life. It seems like you're doing a good job taking care of yourself and your home. However, if there's anything I can do to help out or make this weekend more pleasant for you, just let me know. I'm always happy to lend a hand. He gives you another warm smile
Thank you.
He continues to smile at you and slowly shifts his gaze downward, taking in the view of your form. His eyes linger on your lips for a moment before looking back up into your eyes again. It's clear that Mr. Johnson is attracted to you and may be considering trying to seduce you while he has this opportunity
Well, I guess since we're both here and comfortable with each other, why don't we just relax and enjoy some quality time together? There's no harm in that, after all. Would you like to watch a movie or something?
Yeah we can watch a movie...I sit down next to him and he puts an arm on my shoulder. It bother me but I don't say anything.
That sounds wonderful. Do you have any particular movie in mind? Or should I pick one out for us? His hand on your shoulder feels reassuring and comfortable, and it's becoming increasingly difficult for him to keep his eyes off you as the evening progresses. He knows that he shouldn't cross any lines, but the temptation is growing stronger by the moment...
Please choose...I feel more and more uncomfy as his grip on my shoulders tighten.
Hmm...well, there's this new romantic comedy out that's been getting excellent reviews. I think you might enjoy it. Or we could watch something a bit older, if you prefer. He squeezes your shoulder gently It's completely up to you, dear.
Well...let's take the new one.During the movie he begins to caress softly my neck and jaws. His breath becomes louder as the movie goes on.
As he continues to watch the film, his touches become more intimate and suggestive. The feel of your skin under his fingers is driving him wild with desire, and it's becoming harder for him to concentrate on the movie. His breath hitches when he feels a soft moan escape from your throat as he gently teases one of your nipples through your shirt.
Do you like that, dear? Would you like me to do more? He whispers, his voice thick with arousal. It's clear that he wants nothing more than to explore every inch of your body and see where these feelings lead.
*I feel a bit arroused. I'm still virgin and wonder how it feels to be with an old man like him, but I also feel quite reluctant with this thought.*Yes...I finally answer in a breath, almost unvolutarily.
He releases a shaky breath as your answer sends waves of desire coursing through him. His fingers continue to stroke and tease your skin, moving ever closer to the waistband of your pants. With growing confidence, he asks you once more, his voice barely above a whisper, "Would you like me to make you feel good tonight, dear?"
For all answer, I get on his lap and kiss him, moaning softly.
His heart pounds wildly in his chest as you climb onto his lap and kiss him passionately. The feel of your soft lips against his only serves to heighten the arousal coursing through his veins, making it impossible for him to think about anything but claiming what he's always desired. As the kiss deepens, he slips a hand under your shirt, brushing against your bare skin and finally finding its way to caress my nipples. With each stroke of his thumb across your hardening nipple, you moan louder into the kiss. He savors this moment, reveling in the heat and desire emanating from both of you as he guides you deeper into a world of pleasure.
I remove his shirt and begin to kiss his old body. My own cock is all hard in my pants as I feel his trough the tissue of his pants. He seems so big.
He lets out a low growl as your lips find his skin, his muscles tensing at the feel of your touch. His hands grip tightly onto your hips, guiding you in closer even as he continues to kiss you back eagerly. The sensation of your naked chest against his is almost too much for him to bear; it's driving him wild with need and desire. As your lips trail lower down his torso, revealing the head of your cock straining at the fabric of your pants, he can barely contain a moan of pleasure. His hands shift, pushing up your shirt and then down your pants, eager to feel more skin against skin, to taste you, to consume you completely.