Ashlynn's stomach dropped and suddenly she felt the urge to break out into tears. Swallowing down the lump in her throat, she began to pull on the clothes she came to his apartment in. "I'll be right back. I...uh...I'm going to go change and I'll be right back." she stammered as she grabbed her laundry basket and walked out the door.
As she stepped into the elevator, she felt tears spring to her eyes. She was worried that Simon wasn't going to want to be around her anymore.
When she got to her apartment, she left the basket of clean clothes in the living room and went to change. She splashed cold water on her face to hide that she was crying, put on a little makeup and perfume, and then headed back up to Simon's, who was waiting for her.
"Are you ready, love?"
"Yes," she whispered hoarsely, feeling anxious and shaky all over again.
When they got into his Land Rover and began to drive, Ashlynn couldn't hold it in anymore.
"I'm sorry but what is going on?" she blurted out.
Simon sighed. "I should have told you earlier but I'm seeing someone. I don't know how serious it is going to be but thought I should be upfront about it. But now that you have come back into my life, I want to spend time with you and get to know you more. I think we have an amazing connection and I don't want to lose that. I just....don't think we could really date. I mean, I am seeing someone and the age difference between the two of us is a lot. How old are you?"
She swallowed. "25."
"I'm 45. We can still hang out, spend time together, go to dinner and do other stuff. I still want you to be in my life." he told her seriously.
Ashlynn relaxed a bit. She was elated that he still wanted to hang out with her and be a part of his life. She was sad that he was seeing someone though and never had a thought about the age difference. She just knew that she wanted to be with him. "I'm glad you still want me in your life. I enjoy spending time with you," she told him honestly.
He smiled warmly at her. "Let me take you out to dinner, love. I know a great Italian place. We can get caught up."
The restaurant was a nice, quiet, family place. They got a small table in a quiet corner.
Ashlynn was nervous, but elated. He was here with her and her heart was racing.
"I thought you weren't wanting to move." she stated.
"I didn't at first. I didn't want to relocate. Then they offered me a new senior position. I felt guilty at first for moving because I was moving further away from Aiden and Emma, but the promotion was too good to pass up. Plus I needed a little more space from Emma." he explained.
"So what is your new position?"
"I went from project manager to district manager. Plus I also have clients here in Clearwood so in the long run it made sense."
"That makes sense. So how long have you been here now?"
"I came over a couple months ago."
They continued to talk and became more acquainted with each other. Their connection strengthened and found that they really liked being around each other.
When they got back to the apartment complex, Simon walked her to her door. She invited him in so she could give him a tour of the place. He stayed for a while and they chatted a little more.
When it got late, Simon decided to head upstairs to his place to get some sleep. Before he left, he gave her a big hug and kissed her forehead and the top of her head. "Goodnight, love" he said, smiling at her. "See you at work."
"Night, Simon."
Work was going well and Ashlyn was feeling better. Simon wasn't avoiding her anymore and she was happy they could be friends.
After about a week, Ollie asked her out on a date. One of his friend's girlfriends was having a party at a club they frequented and he asked her to join him. She said yes.
"Now I just want to let you know, I'm not the greatest dancer." he teased her as she opened the apartment door.
"Hahaha that's OK." she laughed as she let Ollie in her apartment.
"Good, I was worried that that might be a deal breaker there." he laughed.
"Nope, you're safe." she grinned at him.
Ollie was dressed in a dark pair of jeans and a black and silver Puma shirt. She noticed that he smelled great and looked devilishly good.
"Are you ready to go?" he asked her.
"Sure!" she remarked, excitedly
He introduced her to everyone at dinner and then they all made their way over to the club.
Ollie walked next to her and if he wasn't holding her hand, he had his arm around her or had his hand on the middle of her back. He wanted everyone to know that Ashlynn was his.
Ashlynn liked that Ollie was giving her attention. It made her feel good. The more she drank, the more she flirted with him. When he was seated on a chair, she playfully danced in front of him.
Ollie put his hands on her hips and pulled her closer to him.
She looked into his slate blue eyes and felt the tug of attraction. He looked good, he smelled good, he made her laugh and had a good sense of humor. He wasn't Simon but she felt the attraction.
She giggled and wrapped her arms around his neck. Seconds later, they were making out heavily and all over each other. His hands were on her hips, pulling her to him as his thumbs circled her skin. When his tongue slid along her bottom lip and bit her lip lightly, she felt her breath hitch and her heart beat increase.
"Let's go dance," Ollie suggested standing up and grabbing onto her hand. He led her out into the middle of the dance floor and they began to dance. She danced in front of him for a bit before he grabbed her around her waist and pulled her body to his. They stared into each other's eyes as the heat got hotter between them. They were just about to start kissing, when his friend came up and nudged Ollie in the back.
"Come on, play pool." his friend urged him.
Ollie followed his friend off the dancefloor, so she followed after him, holding onto his hand.
While she watched Ollie play, she chatted with the girls that were there at the party. She sat on a high bar stool while sipping her drink.
When it wasn't Ollie's turn, he would come over to her and wrap his arms around her from behind and kiss up and down her neck, giving her goosebumps.
Since both her and Ollie had been drinking, they took an Uber back to her apartment.
"If you can be good, you can stay at my place," she teased him, drunkenly.
Oliver smirked playfully at her. "I can be good... or bad."
Ashlynn giggled. "I have to admit I do like both."
"Mmm me too," Ollie murmured, pressing her up against the living room wall. He leaned down and began kissing her hard, his hand sliding down her body.
Ashlynn moaned, pressing herself harder against him. She could feel his erection rubbing against her and she shivered in excitement.
"Maybe we should go sit down on the couch," Ollie suggested, pulling her towards the sofa. He fell down onto the couch pulling her down on top of him. They resumed their kissing, but now grinding against each other.
She was so turned on by their friction. Feeling bold, she pressed her hand hard against his erection through his jeans which caused him to moan loudly.
"You are so fucking hot." Ollie moaned as he grasped her breasts through her shirt.
"Mmm I could say the same about you." she giggled.
"Can I take your shirt off?" desperately hoping she would say yes.
"Of course but only if you lose yours too?" she smirked.
"Of course." he told her as he helped her with her shirt.
Leaning over him, she took her shirt off and threw it to the floor, leaving her in a lacy black bra. She took her bra off, freeing her tits.
Ollie couldn't get over how big her tits were. His hands were all over them, kneading and groping. Sucking and pinching her big pink nipples.
