Older Man With Younger Girl Novels & Stories

"Okay. But I have to attend a meeting now. Let's meet at the usual place at 8 p.m." Natalie went to the villa where they used to go at 8 p.m. As soon as she walked to the entrance of the villa, she saw the old man and a beautiful young girl come out with his fat hand on the girl's waist. The girl seemed to be enjoying it. She raised her head and kissed the old man passionately. Then they talked to each other. The old man gave the girl a bank card and pinched her hips a few times before they parted. Natalie sneered. 'He must have divorced his wife because of this girl. How could so many people curse me?'

Rashes appeared across my face as the rum I consumed started to take effect. My breathing became short and hurried. Younger Evan worriedly yelled for help, but no one could hear him or see him except me. He rushed to his older self, trying to warn 27-year-old Evan about my condition. Alas, his hand passed through older Evan's body; he couldn't touch anyone. Meanwhile, older Evan was busy chatting and drinking with Hannah to notice my changes. Another woman who sat beside me noticed me struggling to breathe. She came up and inquired, "Ms. Castillo, what's going on?"

“Shush now and let me see how you've grown.” He squishes my face in his hands and turns it to the light the same moment the door to his office opens. I struggle against his hold but the man is strong for his age. “There you are, Grandpa.” A girl my age says and freezes when she sees me. “Kila.” She greets me with a stiff nod. “Tonia.” “I'll leave you two to it then.” She leaves and I'm about to chase after when the Old Man's hand jerks me back.

I peered through the kitchen door to watch her sit on a couch with her body pulled together and her small purse in her lap. The old woman was standing next to the couch opposite to her, and there was an old man, probably in his late fifties, sitting on that couch. “You have promised that you will do everything that doesn't involve recording,” the man's voice was slurry as if he had been drinking before she arrived. “Yes. The recordings could get leaked and--,” she pressured hard to finish the sentence but then she shut up. “Okay! As you wish. But then you will have to go all out. I am talking about blowjob, handjob, anal, and everything, not only just your tiny pussy,” My heart sank when the

the girl snapped. “Leave if you don’t like it,” the old man said. “Another shot!” The girl ordered the bartender, ignoring the old man’s words. “Wow, the fire that broke out was a huge one,” the old man said as pictures and videos were displayed on the screen. The girl raised her head up and looked at the TV with a bored expression on her face. A picture suddenly flashed on her screen and it caught her attention. It was a picture of a man and her, the same woman she kept on seeing.

“Me?” “Yes, you sir! You’re him!” “Young lady, I don’t think I’ve ever met you before” “Oh but you have, my face didn’t change that much did it?!” “Remind me who you are again? I’ve gotten pretty old.” The old man smiled and started laughing. “You’re totally him, it’s been ages!” Lola leans in an they share a warm hug. “My God, you’re all grown up. A fine woman you turned out to be.”

"W-Who are you?" I think they were shocked by my question so they both looked at each other. Their looks seemed to be conversing through their eyes. Both of them frowned at my behavior. "I-I'm Aunt Cora," said the old woman. "I'm Arya," said the younger girl. My guess is that the old woman is in her 60's and the other girl beside her named Arya is in her 20's. The old woman was obviously still strong even in her old age. Even though her white skin was somewhat wrinkled, I'm pretty sure that she was beautiful in her youth.

Vicky nodded enthusiastically, offering him a steaming cup of tea from his flask. The old man accepted it gratefully, savouring the warmth as he took a sip. A few minutes passed, and he settled into a comfortable silence, puffing on his cigarette with a look of contentment. As the smoke wafted lazily into the air, the elderly man's eyes grew heavy, and he seemed to shed the burdens of the world, his gaze drifting into a serene reverie, untethered from the weights of duty and obligation. The tranquil atmosphere was suddenly interrupted by a shrill feminine voice, calling out to him, 'Father!' Vicky's attention shifted to the source of the sound, and he noticed a young girl of ten or so approa

I got to one of the local villages and walk into their eatery, I was so tired and exhausted after being on the bus for so long, I took a seat and ordered for food and drink, I was waiting for my order to arrive while I was relaxing, and then on the small TV hanging on the wall, The news came on, it was a picture of Shitali and the subheading was that she is wanted by the police and whoever that can find her would be rewarded with ten thousand dollars, I know my older man is behind that. Tears brim my eyes knowing he's fighting for granny and I, gosh! I miss him so much, I can't wait for all of this to be over so I can go back to him and tell him how much I love and miss him, I don't care but