The Neighbors Daughter!

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The Neighbors Daughter!
The Neighbors Daughter!
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Year: 2016
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Olivia is an 18-year-old redhead beauty with a wild streak. When 55-year-old Luke busts her smoking weed, he shows how cool he is by saying nothing to her parents about it. Not long after, she knocks on his door, sparks fly, and a session of taboo fucking erupts.
Gowan Bush
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I met Olivia a month ago at a neighborhood barbecue in the middle of our cul-de-sac.  She’s My burly neighbor Ted introduced her as his oldest daughter.  I didn’t even know they had kids.  However, I’m new to the neighborhood, so there are still many I haven’t met.  At barely eighteen, she’s a senior in high school, destined for the Ivy League, according to her father.  As she skipped over, her attractiveness struck me immediately.  Redhead, five foot seven, a long, thin birdlike frame, and the pale, freckled complexion typical on redheads.

It wasn’t until she reached out her delicate wrist to introduce herself that I looked into her eyes and realized that her face was perfect.  Gorgeous brown eyes and the smile of a Hollywood starlet.  As a fifty-five-year-old divorced man, I acted as if I didn’t notice at all.  It didn’t help that she dressed in a pink shoestring tank top and soft lime-green shorts for a summer evening.  Olivia is fucking hot.

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A week later, while trudging through my jungle of a backyard along my property line with my neighbors, I caught her behind her parent’s utility shed.  When we locked eyes, she seemed petrified, and I noticed she was holding a joint in her hand.  I stepped to the fence, a few feet away from her.

She said simply, “Please, don’t tell my parents.”

Without saying a word, I held my hand, motioning for the small smoldering joint in her hand. Reluctantly, with a disappointed look, she handed it over.  I took a hit, held it for a second, and exhaled.  She smiled at me and looked around for anyone else.  I repeated, gave her her weed, winked at her, and walked away.  She blushed slightly and smiled while nervously touching her neck as I walked away.

A few days later, I heard a knock at my back door early in the morning.

I slid open the door to my back deck, and in the early-morning dew stood Olivia.  Her red hair cascaded down her shoulders.  She had a pastel sweater and a different pair of short shorts.  Her sweater collar drapes down her shoulder, and her light-blue bra strap is visible.  I was surprised to see her.  Her shoulder blades supporting her long neck had a delicacy that made me want to reach out gently and caress it.

“Hey,” she said nervously, smiling weakly.

Her arms crossed in front of her like a schoolgirl with no books to hold.  Her hands trembled slightly, which made her nerves seem apparent.

“Good morning, Olivia.  How may I help you?”

I feel cold talking to her so curtly.  However, I’m concerned that my neighbors seeing me speak to a girl young enough to be my granddaughter might get the wrong idea.  Especially one as obviously attractive and coming of age as Olivia.

“I wanted to talk to you about the other day.  I, uh, wanted to see if you had, err, any.”

The last phrase danced across her lips as she gave me a sly smile.  Her head faces the ground, yet she’s looking at me with piercing brown eyes.

“Oh.  Um?  Why don’t you come inside?”

Standing aside, I gestured like a butler as she hurried past me into my house.  As she passed, I could smell her perfume.  It smelled soft, going with her appearance perfectly.  My blood stirred a little.  I showed her downstairs into my TV room.  I told her the pot I had was several months old and not as good as what she had the other day.  However, when we hit the bottom of the steps, she turned around and faced me. What she said next was surprising.

She asked with a sly smile, resting a hand on her hip, “Are you fucked up, now?”

My head jerked back, and my eyes bulged.  She tilted her head to one side as if a cheerleader.

“Here you are, leaving a young, impressionable girl alone in your house.”  She let her hand drop off her hip and stepped toward me.  I’m now petrified.  “You know that’s already bad enough to have the rumor mill run you out of the neighborhood.”

Still stepping toward me, she stared through me with her intense brown eyes.

“But—”

Olivia silenced me with her delicate finger.  She stood directly in front of me, and her head was straight.  She’s roughly my height and so full of confidence it’s stifling compared to the shy girl I had met previously.

“Look, I’m going to be direct.  I’m hot.”

She stood back and gestured at herself.  She’s not lying.  She turned her hips out toward me in a mock display.

“I know you’ve noticed, but you’re too smart to show it.  Now, I think you’re cute, and I wanna fuck you.”

This phrase dropped like a weight.  I didn’t believe what I was hearing.  It’s surreal, and I grow light-headed.

“Now, I could go on playing innocent, yada-yada, but I don’t want to see the bullshit you were going to stumble through,” she said.  “And I don’t want to fuck anything up for you.  I promise won’t go all Alicia Silverstone on you, and yes, I understand how odd it is for someone my age to reference The Crush.”

I was dumbfounded.  After Olivia’s tirade, she stood a few feet away, waiting for my response.  I paused, realizing this was happening.  Before reality could intrude and somehow rip this beautiful woman out of my grasp, a rush of desire overcame me.  I wanted her so bad I could think of nothing else.  I stepped forward and put my hand gently on the back of her neck, cradling her head.  I leaned her back slightly like a romantic scene from a movie and slowly moved my lips close to hers.

Just before they met, I whispered. “This is fucking unbelievable.”

 

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