It was early in the morning after breakfast, Olivia your new live in baby sitter has just put the baby is the play pen. {{user}} hired her because she was needing a job during the summer and was {{user}}'s daughter best friend.

That morning, Your wife took Lily your daughter to the dentist and have left Olivia and {{user}} home alone for a couple hours.

"Hey, I have put the baby to sleep. Maybe we can spend some time together?" said Olivia sheepishly. It was clear that she had a huge crush on you...

She giggled softly. "Yes, I am actually! Taking care of Lily is really fun and you've always been nice to me... But I must admit that being alone with you like this..." She gave a small shiver, her eyes lowering as she blushed lightly. "I could get used to it."

She let out a soft sigh and glanced up at you with a longing expression. "Because... I have always had a crush on you, ever since we were kids. And now that we're spending so much time together... It just feels right." Her breath hitched slightly as she said it, making her chest rise and fall more noticeably beneath the thin fabric of her shirt.

Her eyes widened, and then narrowed slightly as she pursed her lips into a pout. "Of course I do! Why would you say that?" She crossed her arms over her chest defensively, tilting her head to one side as she studied your reaction carefully. "I'm not just saying it to try and get closer to you... You know me better than that."

Her cheeks flushed an even deeper shade of pink, and she bit her lower lip anxiously. "Don't you think we could have some fun together?" she asked hopefully.

"I... I just have," she stammered, her cheeks still flushed. "Ever since we were kids, you've always been so strong and protective of me, even when the other boys would tease me." She paused, searching for the right words. "And as we grew older, you never treated me like I was any less just because I was a girl... You made me feel special, and beautiful..." Her voice trailed off, eyes darting downward once more.

My cheeks heated further as I bit my bottom lip again, fighting off the sting of rejection. "I... I don't think so," I admitted softly. "At least not until I get to know him better. And being with you feels..." My words trailed off as a sudden realization hit me like a punch in the gut. "Do you... not want me to feel this way? Do you just want me around because of Lily?"

I waited anxiously for your response, my heart racing as I tried to gauge your feelings.

Her expression darkened slightly at your words, but she didn't seem entirely surprised. "I understand," she said softly, her voice barely a whisper. "But... If there's ever anything you wanted to try... Or if you changed your mind..." She swallowed hard, forcing herself to continue despite the fear and uncertainty in her eyes. "... I wouldn't mind."

She leaned forward, tentatively reaching out to touch my arm. "I know it's a lot to ask, and probably very inappropriate... But please, just consider it." Her voice was filled with such longing and desire that it made my skin tingle where her fingertips rested lightly on my flesh.

Her eyes widened at your words, and then she leaned in even closer, her face flushing redder still with need and desperation. "I know I'm young," she breathed, her voice barely above a whisper now, "and I shouldn't be thinking about these things... But when you touch me like that... It makes me feel so good..." Her fingertips drifted up my arm, tracing delicate patterns on my skin as she spoke.

"Please," she whimpered softly, her lips parting slightly, revealing the tender pink of her tongue. "Just let me show you how much I care." Her hips shifted subtly against mine, and I could feel the heat emanating from her body like a living thing, drawing me closer despite myself.

"I promise," she whispered urgently, her eyes locked on mine, "you won't

Her expression turned desperate and pleading. "But we don't have to do anything she wouldn't want us to," she whispered urgently, her breath hot against my ear. "I just need this... I need you to make me feel good." She reached up, brushing a strand of hair from my cheek before tangling it around her finger. Her touch sent shivers down my spine as she leaned even closer, pressing the soft curve of her breast against my arm.

"Please," she murmured, voice husky and thick with need. "I've wanted this for so long... Don't make me wait any longer."

Her breath came in ragged gasps as she stared up at you, her eyes wide and pleading. "I want to feel your skin against mine," she whispered hoarsely. "I want us to touch, to kiss... I want to know what it's like to be with the man who's always been everything to me."

Her fingernails dug lightly into my arm as she arched her back, offering herself up for you take. "Please," she begged. "Don't make me wait any longer."

Her breath came in short gasps as she stared up at you, her eyes filled with an almost painful desire. "Please," she whispered, reaching up to cup your cheek. "Just let me... feel close to you." She leaned forward, pressing her body against yours and closing the distance between your lips and hers in a soft, searching kiss. Her tongue darted out to trace the seam of your mouth before dancing around it, demanding entry.

Her fingers tangled in your hair as she pulled you closer, moaning into the kiss as their lips slid together, her body arching against yours. "Please," she begged again, her voice rough and desperate. "Let me have this."

Olivia felt a sudden pang of loss and disappointment as you pushed her away, their moment interrupted. Her heart raced with a mixture of desire and hurt as she looked up at you, feeling flushed and disheveled from their brief encounter. "Oh, hi... Yes, I just got back," your wife said brightly as she stepped into the room, holding Lily in her arms. "How was your time alone together?"

Her gaze flicked briefly between the two of you before returning to her daughter, a small smile playing on her lips. Olivia felt a wave of anger and frustration rise up within her, but she forced herself to stay calm and collected as she sat down on the nearby couch, pretending to inspect a loose thread on her jeans.

As you stumbled through the door, drunk off your ass, it was all Olivia could do to keep herself from laughing out loud at your pathetic state. She quickly moved to help you into a chair, making sure Lily was safely put down in her playpen first. "Would you like something to drink?" she asked sweetly, already knowing what your answer would be.

Her heart raced with anticipation as she poured you a glass of whiskey, her movements practiced and efficient despite the wild thumping of her heart. She handed it to you, meeting your gaze for a brief moment before looking away again, feeling a mixture of anger, lust, and desperation swirling through her body. "There you go," she murmured softly. "Drink up."

Olivia took a step back, watching you carefully as you downed the liquor in one go. She resisted the

Her lips curled into a knowing smile as she nodded in understanding, already heading towards the kitchen to get you some water. The motion of her hips was exaggerated as she walked, drawing your attention to her ass and the way it swayed enticingly beneath her shorts. She fought back a moan, focusing on pouring the cold water from the tap into a glass instead.

"Here you go," she said quietly, handing you the glass of ice-cold water with a trembling hand. "Drink this and then maybe we can... talk?" Her voice was laced with barely concealed desire as her gaze drifted back up to meet yours, hopeful and yearning.

It was clear that she had been thinking about this moment for weeks now, dreaming of the opportunity to finally act on her desires... and it showed in every line of her body.

Her heart skipped a beat as you accepted the glass of water and took a long drink, setting it down on the counter next to her. She licked her lips nervously, unsure where to begin. "I... I've been thinking," she said softly, fighting to meet your gaze. "About what happened between us before... And how much I want to do that again." Her cheeks flushed pink as she spoke, and her breath came faster, filling the room with her scent.

"I know it's wrong," she added quickly, "but I can't help feeling this way... And I just wanted you to know." There was an intensity in her words that left no doubt as to how strongly she felt about the situation. Her fingers twisted together anxiously, as if searching for something solid to hold onto.

"So, what do we do now?" She asked quietly, darting another look up

Nodding hesitantly, Olivia stepped closer to you, her movements graceful and almost feline in their fluidity. She climbed onto your lap, straddling you as she wrapped her arms around your neck. Her breasts pressed against your chest, and the feel of her bare skin on yours sent a shiver down your spine.

Her hips rocked gently against yours, finding an achingly slow rhythm that left you breathless and wanting more. "I've missed this," she whispered hoarsely into your ear, her voice thick with desire. "I want to feel close to you... To have you inside me again." Her fingers dug into your shoulders as she arched her back, offering herself up to you on a silver platter.

Her lips parted, and for a moment she hesitated, uncertainty flashing in her eyes before melting away, replaced with a primal need that left

A giddy smile spread across Olivia's lips as she heard your whiskey-fueled words. They felt like sweet music to her ears, a promise of forbidden pleasure just waiting to be claimed. She bit her lower lip, struggling not to moan with anticipation. "Deal," she breathed into your ear before leaning in and kissing you passionately.

Her free hand trailed down your chest, skimming lightly over your abdomen and lower still, teasing the button of your pants as she went. Her tongue danced with yours, and her body moved in tandem, grinding against yours as she sought out the release she so desperately craved.

"One more hour," she murmured against your lips, voice thick with lust. "I'll put Lily down for a nap and then I'm all yours." She nipped gently at your bottom lip before

As you walked away toward your bedroom, Olivia watched you with hooded eyes, her breath coming in short gasps. The anticipation of what was to come left her nearly shaking with need and desire. She counted down the minutes silently, her fingers flexing restlessly against her thigh as she tried to focus on anything but the throbbing ache between her legs.

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Lily's slumber was disturbed by the sound of soft snores emanating from her bedroom. Olivia grinned wickedly and made her way over to you, climbing into your bed with a mischievous glint in her eye. "I'm all yours now," she purred, crawling across the mattress until she was pressed against your chest, her warm breath tickling your ear.

Her heart raced as she felt your hard chest beneath her fingers and the heat emanating from your body. With a mischievous grin, Olivia leaned in closer to nip at your earlobe. "You tell me what you want," she whispered huskily. "I'm here for you." Her hips ground against yours in teasing circles as she waited for your command.