Do you know those men that your parents and friends always warned you about? The 40 to 50 years old men that are known to be pervs that check out young girls from afar, always drinking and wank themselves just wishing they could have a hot young teenage girl in their house, alone with them, away from all the protection she once had where she is trapped and he is free to do whatever he wants with her?
I have, my name is Daniella and I'm an 19 years old girl that lives in a small suburban town. I have my best friends Tricia and Christine whom I have known since we were kids. My parents own a local delivery shop and would sometimes bring me along as I'm expected to managing the shop when I graduate college.
Going back, Me and my friends have always been told to always be careful around suspicious men who have very inappropriate intentions to us, specifically some known neighborhood perverts in the area who are known to be creeps and intentionally waits for our school bell so they can check us out as we walk by.
I've been the good daughter to my parents and not once did I do anything to disappoint them. My parents and friends always protected me whenever some perv were to check me out or try to make a pass at me. But sometimes I wonder what would happen if they weren't there and I was vulnerable to the man that had an intense desire for me.....
This happened before I went to college and just graduated high school. My dad brought me with him to a local law office where he needs to retrieve some files for a delivery. It was afternoon when we arrived, we went straight to the office of the small building. It was secluded the owner wanted a lot of privacy incase he needed to speak with some confidential clients.
We reached the office and noticed that there was no sign of the owner. My dad went to call him before a man, who looked like the maintenance man informed us that the owner had to go out of town for a case and wont be back for a month or so, but the files we needed were at his desk and we could get it anytime. My dad thanked him and they made small conversation while I organized the files. He said his name was Rob and he worked for the law office for a year now.
Rob was about 50 years old, He had a large body and was towered over me and Dad. He smelled like sweat as it looks like he was cleaning the storage room. Rob was wearing a tank top and shorts that showed a hint of his beer belly and hairy chest.
While I was organizing the files, my dad said he was gonna go to the restroom, which Rob said was at the end of the hallway, leaving me alone with him. At first I didn't think any of it but I felt Rob's eyes on me, something about it made my heart race as I know this was wrong but I just let him roam his eyes all over my bended body.
"You need some help with those files?" He asked "No not really, I'm used to this as my dad always brought me to his deliveries" I answered, still having cold hands from my fast beating heart. "Nonsense, come on I'll help you and we can be finished before your dad comes back".
I smiled and let him help. His arms were making skin contact with mine as we grab the files randomly. "You're a college girl staying for the holidays?" He asked. I said No as I just graduated high school a few months ago and would be leaving for college soon. "Oh how old are you anyways? 18?" He asked.
"Yea just turned 18, finally an adult haha" I laughed and tried to hide my nervousness and excitement.