Her Or Him ?

I looked around my best friends house, fiddling with my fingers awkwardly while my mom goes on and on in a conversation with Mr. Thomas.

“Thank you again for letting Olivia live here, if my job allows I will come back soon but i think it will most probably take a month.” Mom gushes out hiking her purse on her shoulder.

“It’s not a problem, Olivia is like a daughter to me. Please don’t take tension of leaving her here. I would take very good care of her.” Mr. Thomas smiles patting mom’s back reassuringly.

Our eyes meet over mom’s shoulder making me gulp and look down on my heels covered feet.

“Alright I should go now.” Mom speaks up and they shake hands before mom turns and walks over to me. She pulls me into a light hug patting my back while my arms stay still on my side.

“Be on your good behaviour. I don’t want to hear any complains.” Mom whispers through clenched teeth before she steps back and gets out of the house.

Sighing I look at the now closed door before picking up my suitcase. “Is Maria home, mr. Thomas?” I ask him softly.

Mr. Thomas smiles coming over and wraps his arm around my waist. I swallow to wet my dry throat but don’t respond to his touchiness. Maria is very touchy-feely too so it must run in her family.

“Sadly Maria isn’t home, sweetie. She’s out with her old school friends for a party.” I nod before asking him where will I sleep to which he responds that I will share Maria’s room with her. I smile at that, thinking about all the fun me and my best friend will have.

“Alright you go change and put your suitcase in your room than come downstairs you must be hungry.”

I smile up at him and nod before doing as told.

Reaching Maria’s room I put the suitcase down on the floor and take out my night gown before going to the bathroom which is in the hallway.

I’ve already taken a shower so I just change my clothes and wash my face before brushing my hair.

Staring in the mirror at myself I admire my new rose pink thin nightgown which is perfect for sleep since it is summer season. The dress is not my size though. My smile fades as I realise my mother doesn’t even knows my size. The dress ends an inch under my thighs and has a long v neckline plus I’m not wearing a bra also because it doesn’t looks good with v necklines.

Maybe I shouldn’t wear this outside infront of Mr. Thomas.

“Olivia!” Mr. Thomas calls making me flinch but I put the brush down and pick up my clothes before getting out of the bathroom. All my previous thoughts of changing clothes vanish at his voice.

“Coming Mr. Thomas.” I inform him before going to Maria’s room to put my clothes in the laundry basket. My stomach growls as I make my way down the stairs.

I find him already seated on the dining table with the food laid out.

I take a seat across from him with a smile on my face to be polite. I take notice of how his eyes rake over my body which makes me blush but I clear my throat and when he gestures towards the food I nod and pile food on my plate. I watch him do the same before we start eating.

The silence isnt awkward as I thought it would be. We eat in peace with eye contacts here and there.

Opening my mouth I lean forward to eat when few drops of sauce falls landing straight on my chest. I jump at the warm feeling of sauce, placing my fork back down on plate.

“S-Sorry.” I mutter in embarrassment feeling my cheeks heat up.

“Oh don’t worry little girl. Here let me help you.” Mr. Thomas stands up and grabs few tissues I try to stop him but he’s so persistent so I stopped and watched with my stomach fluttering as he comes over and bends a little.

His warm breath hits my chin making me tremble in my spot. One large hand coming up to rest on my arm pit while with the other hand he uses tissue very slowly and gently to wipe of the sauce that’s trailing down my chest.

My breathe quickens which makes my chest rise and fall quite noticeably as he grabs the neckline and pulls on it to clear the sauce, in doing so his pinky finger brushes against my hard erect nipple making me gasp. My eyes move up to his chocolate brown ones, he smiled cooing at me that it’s all okay. I discreetly squeeze my thighs together.

He steps back after that and goes to throw away the tissue while my heart beats rapidly.

We resume back to eating while he acts like nothing happened I try to do the same but I just can’t get over it all. Maybe it because it’s been so long since I’ve had a skin to skin contact with anyone.