Sitting with benefits

Name: Malcolm Havers

Age: 45

Description: Tall, well built as he visits the gym twice a week, short black hair greying a little now at the temples. Brown eyes. Not model handsome but more rugged features.

Status: Single father of two boys aged 6 & 8. Wife deceased only one year. Works as an architect. A pillar of the community who is esteemed by his friends as a charitable man going through a terrible loss.

Location: Lives in a nice house in the suburbs.

The last conversation that Selena had with her parents was upon her arrival from school was not a pleasant one. “Our good friend, who desperately needs a babysitter, is willing to pay bit extra plus a ride as well. We think you should try it. We know you said you don't like babysitting but they are my friends and want someone they can trust. They've had a bad experience with other ones,” her mother said as Selena looked at them and frowned without letting out a word and saw them looking at each other before they spill the real story, “You can say no if you want….but WE KIND OF TOLD THEM OK ON YOUR BEHALF AND THAT YOU WILL BE GLAD TO BABYSIT FOR THEM.”

Selena's eyes widen hearing what they have done and quickly she lowered her gaze as her father got up and placed a hand over her shoulder, “Look you don’t have to if you don’t want to but just try this out not for us but for yourself. Just tonight. He is your mother's friend, going through tough times. Just think about it.” Her father played another card on her hoping she’d say yes, and it’s not like she had a choice after they'd given their words.

And this is what played over and over in in the young girl's mind, understanding how her parents had manipulated the whole situation. Then, she thought to herself an hour or two later when her father was dropping her off across the towns, 'I have to start somewhere!!! Even though I don't like babysitting but it seems I don't have any other way out. Not today.' She turned to look outside the window and before she knew, they reached much fancy part of another town, glancing up at the two story house that was much bigger than their own.

Selena wanted to make her future bright and of course that too with loads of money to live a worry-free life. She wasn’t excited about this either because if her friends and other kids at school finds out, they’d make fun of her even more. Her father was more liberal that he gave her an option if she doesn’t like it today, then she won't not have to keep doing this babysitting gig. She thought to herself, 'Perfect! I can go today and comes next time, I can tell him no. This way I don’t even have to hear mom’s banter.' She stood outside the door after ringing the doorbell, now that her father had dropped her off and was in his car by the curbside, waiting for the door to open before he'd leave, she couldn't wait thinking of when she'd be on her way back. Sure, she'd have to wait until the couple comes home and have one of them drop her off. It was a Thursday evening, so she had nothing to worry about. Dressed in a cute top, grey leggings with black boots and a cardigan to complete her looks. She heldd her bookbag on her shoulders as she waited patiently after ringing the door bell.
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Malcolm answered the door dressed in jeans and a white shirt, bare footed. He smiled at the young girl before him, then glanced over her shoulder at the man in the car waiting. With a smile and a wave, Malcolm sent Selena's dad on his way and stepped back.

"Hello, Selena, please come in." He closed the door behind her and ran a hand through his hair. "Thank you so much for agreeing to do this, you're a life saver. I need to rush over to a client to put their minds at rest about a new development they hired me to design and it was a little unexpected. I had no one to look after my boys, but your parents graciously said you wouldn't mind stepping into the breach."

As he was speaking he was moving around the living room, picking up car keys, slipping on shoes, placing rolled up architectural plans under his arm before turning to her with a dazzling smile and finally taking her in fully. He paused struck by her beauty and felt his cheeks blushing a little. It had been a long time since his wife passed and he hadn't been with another woman since, hadn't felt the need really, but suddenly seeing Selena in his house made him realise he longed for that touch between a man and woman again.

"Um, right then, well the boys are in bed, they shouldn't cause you any trouble. My phone number is on the side here if you need me for anything, but I shouldn't be more then a couple of hours or so. Help yourself to drink and food from the kitchen ... I think that's everything ... any questions, my dear?"

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The young teenagers was dressed in her usual preference of clothing style. Though a teenager, Selena was not like the other teenagers who is out exploring everything. She was also not trying to become like the other girls, doing her own thing and definitely not dating every single guy that hits on her. Speaking of which, she didn’t like the geeks nor did she like the jocks. The latter was something-someone the girls were crazy about and drooling over. In short, she was simple and a good girl, not in rush to date anyone after the last two boyfriends she’s had in the past.

The young highschooler was dressed simply, not even deliberately trying to wear a low neck top or some pants so tight to display her fine curves. The girl didn’t have much idea what affects her beauty leaves behind on boys, and that’s because she could care less. It was late evening and she’s had some work to do before she could actually sit and relax. If she were home, she’d be lazy and postpone it to later at night. Though tonight, she was wanting to finish early, get it out of the way.

Patiently waiting, Selena smiled the moment the door opened. It was only a friendly smile, though her cheeks on her smiling innocent face did brighten up her overall demeanor. When his gaze moved past her towards her father in his car, she also looked over her shoulders and simply waved at him. And that’s when he took up, leaving the girl with a much older male. He seemed ready to go and that reminded her off his kids that she’s supposed to look after. “Thank you,” she said and entered his fancy home, standing in the foyer as she waited for him to close the door behind her, “Mr. Havers, right? Selena,” she said and extended her hand for a shake. She didn’t know how to go about this. This wasn’t some professional job, yet she did what she did.

Selena had no idea who this friend of her parents was but they did say that her mom knew him. Perhaps her highschool friend from way back in the days? Or someone she knows through someone? She could care less. “It’s no worry. My mother told me about your situation and I totally understand. Have no worry,” she said as she recalled her mother telling her about the recent loss he was going through, losing a spouse was no small thing. Not that she knew what it would be like but she was a sensitive young girl. It made her wonder how he was managing the kids, and the life without her, his better half.

He didn’t show it but she might be reading too much into this, maybe feeling for his loss through the emotions he was trying to hide. Men…they tend to hide their emotions, it was no new thing. The girl standing tall at 5ft and barely few inches followed the tall man into the living room, watching him gather everything. When he explained to her, it answered all of her questions, “Ah, they are already asleep? Very well. And yes, I get your number and text you, in case you need to check up on us here. But, don’t worry. Take your time…” she nodded no to him, having no other questions, she would follow him to the door to see him off before returning back to the couch to lay out her books to get the evening started. She did what she promised him, text him so he’d have her number, adding just her same: Mr. Havers, this is Selena.

Malcolm jumped in the car and started off, driving carefully even though the traffic was light at this time of night. Oddly he couldn't get Selena off his mind, even though he tried to focus on the driving her image kept jumping to mind, that low cut top showing the tops of her firm breasts, the tight pants that didn't hide a single curve, her toned thighs, her tight beautiful curved arse ... He stamped on the brakes as he almost rear ended a car, getting a honked horn from the driver. He waved an apology and sat up straight, blushing hard at his thought and shaking his head to try and clear it. It wasn't right, he was old enough to be her dad, plus her mother was a close personal friend from years back. Not that he would ever make a move on Selena, she was far to young, legal, yes, but still in school and he was no cradle snatcher. And yet despite his stern admonishments aimed at his naughty thoughts of the young girl again she crept back into his mind. He sighed. He was around attractive older women every day in his work, but most were married and the others, although kind, hadn't drawn his eye.. His mind had been focused on work and his sons after his wife's death. Yet somehow, for some reason, young Selena had broken through that focus with just a smile and a few short minutes of being around him.

He heard his phone beep as he pulled up at his clients office and pulled it out of his pocket reading the text. He saved her number to his personal contacts and text her back quickly just to let her know he has received her message.

//Hi Selena, hope everything is going ok. I've saved your number for emergencies. See you soon, Malcolm.//

Only after it was sent did he wonder why he had signed off with his first name and not more politely and properly his surname. He realised he wanted her to call him by his first name, he wanted to be friends with her. He had liked her voice, a slight accent from her mothers Latin side of the family he supposed, slightly husky too which only made his more aroused he realised with a frown. He really had to stop thinking like this. Grabbing his rolls of plans he got out of the car, locking it, and marching single mindedly into the office.

Four hours later, and tired, he exited the office having calmed his clients fears and getting the job back on track. He slipped into the car and relaxed, sighing and running his hands over his face. He checked the time, 01.24am ... he groaned, he hadn't meant to be out this late. No doubt Selena was supposed to be home hours ago. He didn't know if she had school tomorrow although assumed she did. quickly he pulled his phone from his pocket.

// Hi Selena. Not sure if you might be asleep, if not I apologies for the lateness of this text. I'm on the way home now and will of course be happy to drive you home. Again, so sorry. Malcolm.//

He started the engine and sped out of the parking lot heading home. He made the trip in record time and pulled into the driveway. Locking the car he almost ran to the front door, opening it and slipping inside.

Meeting the older widower wasn’t bad at all, but pleasant. She had no preconceived thoughts about him but from the looks of it, he was doing quite well. And that wasn’t just financially but emotionally. Maybe she was reading it all wrong. As for financially, Jesus, was he loaded? That made her wonder what he did and from whatever he’s told her about where he was doing, she could guess him to be an architect. He had to be a good one to be able to be this loaded.

The moment he left, Selena got down to her studying after checking in on his kids. She did keep the doors open in case they wake up, in which case they would know to come out seeing the lights on downstairs living room. A few minutes in and she received his test message, not knowing what to write back, she ended up saving his number first and then replied, ::Everything good down here. You got it!::

She was not sure what time he’d return back but she did recall he said it will be a while. Once she was done with her homework and was getting bored from doing absolutely nothing, she actually went ahead and shut the doors after checking on his kids before starting TV to watch something. Nothing good was coming up so she ended up watching late night show. They could be quite fun at times and she had her laughs. Before she knew, it was 12 and then 1, starting to worry if he’s okay. Not the fact that he’s late but that he’s okay. :: Hey, no, I am awake. Don’t worry, I am a night owl. And it’s a good thing I had a short nap earlier in school : ) Anyways, Mr. Havers, I will see you when you get back. ::

Selena sighed as she wrapped up her books as she settled on the couch and waiting for his arrival. It did get hot while she was down here, so she took her cardigan off, sitting there in her top and leggings. When the door opened, she turned around to look before she stood out of respect, “I was just about to text you earlier, to check up on you, to see if everything’s okay.” She said and smiled softly. For her, it was only a matter of concern but for him, it might just sound as if his wife was worried and inquiring in this manner.

"Yes, sorry Helen, you know how Matthews can be when he is worrying over money." Malcolm muttered as he threw his car keys in a bowl on the side and started to take his coat off, only then turning to face Selena and gaping. "S ... sorry, sorry Selena ... for a moment I thought you were my wife. She used to worry so."

He was still in mid motion taking the coat off, first stopping out of embarrassment over calling the young girl by his wife's name, but now he couldn't take his eyes off her. The cardigan had covered a lot of her body, with it gone he could see all her curves. The grey top was so tight it outlined and hugged her full young breasts, clinging to her flat stomach, the bottoms equally tight allowed the curves of her ass to show even more now. He licked his lips, gulping, unable to stop the twitch of his cock as it started to fill out. Quickly he smiled and almost ran for the ground floor toilet.

"Sorry, be right back, need the toilet."

He tried not to slam the door behind him as he entered the room. Leaning back against it he tried to calm himself. This was ridiculous, he had to pull himself together. He walked to the sink and turned the cold water tap on, splashing some water on his face, then looking in the mirror. A new thought raised it's head ... had she noticed him staring at her body? Humiliation set in. Oh, God, what if she had? He couldn't recall if his eyes had wandered, but he knew he could remember each inch and curve of her young body now in his minds eyes. What if she told her parents? They would think him an old perv, he would never see Selena again!!

"No!"

The shock made the word spill from his mouth before he could stop it. The shock of not being able to see again the young girl currently waiting for him in the living room made his heart beat faster, his stomach clench up. He had to see her again ... didn't he? Was he just a perv to be having these thoughts about a schoolgirl? He rubbed his hands hard on his face.

"Pull yourself together for fucks sake, Malc."

Mentally doing so he straightened up, smoothed down his clothes and turned, leaving the bathroom and walking to the living room.

"Sorry about that, Selena. I hope the boys behaved for you and you weren't to bored. I do apologise for being so late. Do you need to call your parents to let them know you're ok?"

‘Helen?’ she murmured and then remembered seeing a mail on the dining table for his wife, along with pictures of the couple and kids. She recalled it and realized it was a simply slip up from the man who obviously wasn’t over his loss. It could also be from the habit because to change habits is nearly impossible. If he gets emotional and breaks into tears some time, she couldn’t even blame him. What she’d do in such a scenario was something she hadn’t even thought about. However, she would learn that crying was a sign of weakness, she knew that better than anyone.

When he turned around and apologized, she waved her hand in dismissal, “I understand, Mr. Havers. It’s all fine. And I did worry a little…” she shrugged her shoulders, expressing that it was maybe a bad part on her. He did say he would return so there should be no doubt. As she stood there, she flicked her hair back, the top clearly giving away the view of her slender frame. She never was the one to wear provocative clothes so the only things boys had seen till now were hints of slightest of cleavage. She also knew that she had only handful sized breasts, nothing too big and she was kind of glad for it, for she was tiny and petite. The girls in her shows would wear stuck up bra to accentuate the curves to tempt them boy, not Selena.

“Sure…” she said when he wanted to use the restroom, turning on her heels as she prepared herself to leave. Knowing it was decent temperature outside, she decided to not wear but carry her cardigan in her free hand as she moved around the foyer, looking at some art work on portrait by the entrance. Walking back to the entrance into the living room when she heard him speak, she nodded no, “Behaved? They’ve been asleep since you put them to bed. It was an easy job!” she smiled nodding no, “No, they usually go to bed early. As far as they’re concerned, they wouldn’t even hear me enter the house when I go home. That’s why my mom has arranged drop off, so you’d have to drop me off rather than them picking me up.” She spoke the truth. They did go to bed at 9 and as early as 8:30, and would believe whatever time she tells them of her return. “You need a minute? Or ready?” she asked him curiously as she tilt her head to the left and swing her hair to her left front.
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She was incredible, sexy, stunning, and yet he could see she didn't realise at all. In a way it made her so innocent. He wondered how many boys at school considered her sexy, or did they think her a nerd or not up to the form of the posing, slutty cheerleaders most teenage boys lusted after? He almost chuckled remembering how he had been at that age and how age had matured his views of women. He smiled at her, almost lovingly and slipped an arm around her shoulders to guide her to the front door. His fingertips on her bare shoulder tingled somehow, her skin smooth, soft, warm.

"I think I should be getting you home, Selena, whether your parent's are awake or not. You need your sleep young lady. I wouldn't want to be responsible for you failing at school now would I?"

Opening her car door for her he watched her slide inside, again admiring her form, then moved to his side, getting into the drivers seat, starting the car and reversing from the drive way. As he drove her home he couldn't help keep glancing at her from the corner of his eye, the streetlights flashing by at intervals casting a warm glow over her body. His eyes fixed on her cleavage and again he felt his throat dry out, he licked his lips again, his gaze descending to her lap where she held her cardigan, her book bag on the floor by her feet. He recalled how the tight legging had shown her pussy a little, not explicitly, nothing that would draw shocked gasps if she was out in public, but enough to make his imagination run wild now. Again he felt his cock twitch, so long ignored other than the occasional masturbation in the shower. He felt it hardening in his jeans and he turned his gaze back to the road, focusing on the driving.

"So, Selena, tell me a little about yourself? How is school? Any favourite subjects? Teachers? .... any boyfriends?" He winked at her.

The older gentleman had to worry about him coming off as a perv. Should her parents finds out, he was right to assume, he would never see Selena again. But then again, why the attachment? He did see her today for the first time in his life. Perhaps there was this connection from his side of thing. As for Selena, she respected him as well as may be feeling bad for him, for having to raise the kids on his own after losing his wife.

So far, he had done nothing that would make her wanting to guard herself from him or his gaze. They were fatherly gazes as far as she was concerned. And for when he placed his arm around her shoulders, it was seen as such as well by the young teenager. Glancing up at the tall giant, she seemed like a midget for sure as he ushered them outside to his fancy car. Again, she could see where he puts his money into. The house. The car.

When he did speak about her school and grades, she was reminded of the classes she was doing poorly in, not because she was not studying but they were advanced. To be able to attend a good university, she wanted to look outstanding in her academic records. “Thank you, Mr. Havers, but I assure you, I am not failing. Tough times but I am pulling through!” His hand was cold against her warm shoulders, feeling goosebumps erupt for split second as his hand came off the moment she climbed into the car, having no idea how he was able to catch a view of her from behind. Not only the view but also her peachy scent.

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She watched him moved around the car as she had clasped her seat belt on already and soon, they were onto the road. The car roared to life as he drove down road, no traffic at all as it was that time of the night. Looking at bit surprised that he was interested in her life, she shrugged her shoulders, “What about me? I am pretty much a boring person.” She laughed a silly laugh, “Books, school, friends. Biology is my favorite. That’s why I am doing well in it, but others are bit hard. And no…urgh,” she made a face, “None really. Well, one but that was ages ago.” She said as if it was really ages ago and she was happy being single. A few moments would pass and she grew curious, she had been, so she asked, “So, Helen, your wife, you miss her?” she inquired and quickly added, “Sorry, I know it might hard. You don’t need to answer that question. Just being nosy…” she said and murmured to herself, ‘shouldn’t have brought it up.’

For a long moment he didn't answer, just staring ahead at the road. Then he took a deep breath. It had been ages since he had spoken to anyone about Helen, even his family and friends. His sons missed their mother of course, but they were young, they would grow to accept the loss by the time they were old enough to really feel it's impact.

"Yes, I miss her ... badly." He glanced at Selena and smiled letting her know it was ok she asked. "She was a little like you, she loved to read. Would spend hours in her little library just curled up with a book. You look a little like her actually, your hair ... your eyes. I see the same light in yours she had in hers. An inner glow that only a few could see. She was kind, loving, trusting and funny. She had a great sense of humour. She was, in all ways, the perfect wife for me ... so yes, I miss her badly."

He gulped as tears began to grow in his eyes, he felt one slip down his cheek. Annoyed at showing such weakness in front of a girl who was a stranger really, he swiped it away. And yet something about Selena made him feel close to her. They had been in each others company literally minutes and yet ... he felt a connection. He sighed, it would be one way of course. Such a young girl would never consider such an older man as anything other than a friend and he would be happy enough with that ... he would have to be.

"I am surprised no lucky boy has swept you off your feet yet. You are so beautiful, Selena. I am sure you will find the right man soon enough, but if not don't worry, he is out there somewhere I don't doubt. But never be to alone, never be happy to be alone ... believe me, it can kill you slowly."

His voice dropped to almost a whisper at the end as he pulled into Selena's street and he pulled up in front of her house, turning off the engine and turning to face her, a nearby streetlight shining a little illumination into the car so he could admire her face and body again.

Selena had no idea the waters she was travelling with this man. The topic she’d just poked would bring out a different person inside him. All she’s seen thus far is a confident older male, a father of two and a widower. It was the last title that had made him the weakest. It was a weakness, it was about holding onto something to a point where it renders you handicapped. Emotionally. That’s what this was.

Amongst her friends, she was the best listener. If anyone needed to confide in someone or wanted to get cheered up after a bad day, her phone would ring or better yet, the friend just comes over. However, he was no friend of hers, yet she could feel his pain when he started telling her of all the things he missed about his wife. He still held Helen dearly and her memories close to his heart. She was not surprised, at all. Though, when his eye became teary, she wanted to tell him to pull over. She would have leapt forward and hugged him, but she also realized that they were almost near to her house.

Besides, he continued on, diverting the topic which she found cute. He changed the topic as he spoke about her, the boys, and simply passing his wisdom. Not soon after, they reached and she saw her house had no lights on, as expected. She felt awkward but something inside her, she couldn’t help but unclasp her belt. Well, she was leaving and wouldn’t have hugged him. She would have waited to get paid for what…6 hours? Ten an hours, that’s 60? But yeah.

For some reason, she disregarded what he was telling her as she sat facing him, “You know, you aren’t good at diverting topics. It’s okay to miss her. You are entitled to it…” she said and reached with her wide arms, just to give him a simple hug and nothing else. Hugs can help sometimes and are powerful than simple words. She couldn’t say anything that would make him feel good. Hoping the hug would at least make it known to him that she was feeling him and was not judging him. After a few moments, she’d pull back and smiled, “Maybe you can tell me more about her if you see me again?” she said and grabbed the handle of the door to exit the car. Heck, he would create a fake scenario and tell her parents that he needed Selena again to sit for him. Just to get her there and he could spend time with her. Who knows. Greed and need can make people do silly things.

The hug when it came took him by surprise and his body tensed for a second before melting into her. His arms came up around her, holding her to him, but just as fast she was pulling away, opening the door. He felt out of breath, the feel of her body against his, her scent, so sweet, warm on his neck. He watched her for a moment as she was half in and half out of his car door, waiting, and suddenly he realised she wanted paying. Fumbling, he unbelted and reached for his wallet while fighting the urge to pull her back into the hug. He pulled put $60 and handed it to her, trying to still his breathing, putting a smile on his lips.

"Thank you for helping me out tonight, Selena ... and for putting up with the rambling of an old man. You are a sweet kind girl ... you will make some man very happy one day." He did his seat belt up again and winked. "I hope to see you again soon ... I'd like to chat more with you if you wouldn't mind."

He stayed in the car as she walked up to her house, watching her, trying to fix ever second of her into his mind in case he didn't get to see her again. Only when she vanished inside her house did he start his car and drive home. He didn't sleep well that night, thoughts of her cascading through his dreams making him toss and turn in his lonely king size bed. The following morning he felt tired. He cooked breakfast for his sons as was normal and watched them leave for school, then turned to his work, but here to he found himself unfocused.

Later in the day he got a call from Selena's mother, asking how she had been, if he she had done ok. He gave her a glowing report which seemed to make her mother very happy. On impulse he blurted out that he needed a sitter for tomorrow, that something sudden had come up, would Selena be available again. He apologised that it was such short notice and said he would understand if she wasn't able to make it, but that he felt certain she was the best person to watch his sons.

Selena not only made the hug last barely few seconds, she also looked past him across the streets for any stalking neighbors of hers. The recent arrival of the car, the engine still humming hot and the lights of the car still on, it would attract attention. Besides, it was just odd to hug a man who she’s known for what…6 hours? That too, he was gone during those. In that moment, she felt like consoling him so she did.

The slights of grazing from her breasts would send shivers down his spine, yearning for more, but that was all for tonight. A boy dropping her off after school and asking her out before driving away would sound like he was asking her out. What he said and did, it certainly felt different and therefore, she didn’t take this in a wrong way. Smiling cheekily, she nodded at him, “My pleasure, Mr. Havers. And it was nice meeting you. You are nice,” she shrugged her shoulders as she stood outside his car now.

“And sure, I mean you have my number now, right?” she confirmed before closing the door after wishing him a good night. Little did she knew, the man she’d soon make happy is no one but him. She went to the front of her house, moving swiftly as she didn’t bother looking back but once, when she opened the door and disappeared inside. Her parents were fast asleep and when they saw her next day, they didn’t even bother asking her what time she returned. This was new, definitely new. They didn’t care, for they knew she was nowhere else but babysitting for Mr. Havers.

She was quite glad and felt amazing that she had actually not only finished her homework but also had made 60 bucks while doing it. How easy was this job? – she thought to herself as she place her hard earned money in her panties drawer of her dresser. The next day was not bad, school was school. Though when she came home and while having dinner with her family, her mother brought up Mr. Havers and asked if she was willing to go again. Selena quickly said yes, not minding it. Her parents were happy more than surprised. When her father what she thought of it, she shrugged her shoulders and told him how she was able to be productive, finish her homework and make money at the same time. Maybe that would make her parents put out a word for Selena and the sitting gig.

Yet another night and day passed by, Selena not considering this to be odd that he wanted her to sit for him again. She figured he had an urgent matter. So after arriving from school and having help her mother in the kitchen, she left with her father to get dropped off into a nice little down that was about 15 minutes away at least. To Mr. Haver’s. Like the two days ago, she stood after ringing the bell. The only difference was that her father didn’t bother waiting and left before the door would open. Dressed in yet another casual outfit, a pair of blue jeans and a white button down shirt, she stood there patiently.

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This time Malcolm had made an effort in his dress. He had nowhere to go, his request for Selena to come over was pure fabrication just so he could see her again. He was risking much, she might just turn and leave, but once he had asked her mother and got an affirmation Selena would be there he couldn't back down. he opened the door to her and smiled down at her. Tonight he was wearing grey pants, a white button up shirt and grey/silver waistcoat with embroidered designs woven in. he wore a little aftershave and beckoned her in after giving her a quick once over with his eyes. She never wore anything deliberately seductive he realised, and yet everything she wore made her look incredible to him.

"It's so good of you to come over again, Selena. I shouldn't be gone long tonight actually." He slipped an arm around her shoulders and led her into the living room. "Please make yourself comfortable. I just need to find my car keys."

Then he started the act, he patted his back pocket as if his phone had vibrated, pulled it out and looked at the screen.

"Oh, excuse me, I need to take this."

With that he walked into the kitchen area, making out he was talking to someone. All an act. Part of him asked what the hell he thought he was doing, but another part, a bigger part, wanted to spend time with Selena and could think of no other way to make it happen. Giving it a good five minutes he wandered back into the living room with an annoyed expression.

"That was the client I was supposed to be having dinner with, he cancelled on me. I'm so sorry to have dragged you out here for nothing ... but, maybe, if you don't need to rush home, you would join me for dinner? We could have that chat you mentioned in the car last time ... and of course I'd be more than happy to pay you for your time. I would love the company."

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The man sure knew how to play it, the game. He was playing her, even her mother and they had no clue. How could they? One wouldn’t expect a well-respected man to be this reckless. Attractions, affection, yearning and possessive nature could make simplest man do complex things. The 45 year old stood there, and once again, he easily dwarfed her tiny frame with his manly presence.

She looked up at him and smiled, “Hey, we match! Well, the shirt, at least!” Selena had this cutest, innocent smile on her face that usually lingered about. Whatever he was planning, it was too late to back out of, even if he had change of heart. If he’s sent his kids away so he could spend some time with her, that would raise alarm for sure. But if he could fake it until he makes it, she might not have a clue at all, that this was all a façade. “Oh? No?” she said when he told her it wasn’t going to be a long night, especially since it was Friday evening and she really had nothing to do. She only brought few books due to some assignments but she was already feeling lazy, wanting to put it off until the weekend.

Feeling the weight of his arm around her shoulder, she let him maneuver her around the house as he then searched for his car keys. She was ready to see him off, looking forward to meeting his kids for the first time. Maybe she could spend some time with them, watch a movie or play in the backyard since it was still too ear. Speaking of the movies, he had this nice theatre system in the basement too. One of these days, she’ll make a good use of it. “Sure,” she said and stepped away as he went away to take a call.

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Meanwhile, Selena decided to set her bag down and then walked to the kitchen to fetch some water. Back into the living room, she was standing by the couch, checking her phone until he returned back. “Oh?” the gullible Selena prompted to his claims on change of events, “That’s sad.” She let him finished without another interruption and her eyes lit up. Making nothing of his proposal, other than the fact that he wanted to have that chat, she knew he wanted someone to listen to him, so why not. She couldn’t say no, “Dinner? Chat?” She rolled her eyes before smiling again, “Well, I haven’t had dinner tonight so why not! And I am always ears, so yeah. Hey, you’re paying with me having to babysit. It beats spending a Friday evening with my parents! I am in.” She smiled and looked around, “And the kids?” she asked, wondering if they were going out, then what about the kids?

"The boys are in their room right now playing, would you mind if they joined us ... for dinner at least, then it will be their bed time and they will leave us alone." He asked her as moved toward her.

Her shirt was unbuttoned enough he caught a glimpse of the tops of her breasts, he couldn't help looking. The jeans also accentuated her ass although not as tight as the leggings from the previous evening. Malcolm walked to the bottom of the stairs and called out for the boys to wash up for dinner, then with a smile walked toward Selena, taking her arm gently, steering her to the kitchen.

"I'm not a great cook, Helen was always making dinners for us as a family, but I am sure I can throw something together. Here, sit here at the counter while I cook."

He moved to the fridge, looking for ingredients as upstairs the sounds of the boys running to the bathroom to wash up echoed through the house. Malcolm began to cook his own version of spaghetti bolognese.

"I hope you like spaghetti, Selena, it's the boys favourite." He stated as, almost on cue, two young boys ran into the room coming up short as they saw Selena.

If it wasn't for the differences in ages they could have been twins, both sported the same short haircut of their black hair, both were slender, tall for the ages and both had inquisitive eyes that watched her now curiously.

"Cameron, Jame, this is Selena ... she was supposed to be babysitting you tonight but it turns out I don't need to go out after all so instead she is joining us for dinner ... be nice." Malcolm smiled at his boys, the last words said in a fake strict tone.

Both boys walked up to the girl and smiled up at her on her stool before saying hello and then jumping up on the two stools next to her.

"You're pretty." Cameron stated bluntly, at six getting away with a lot of things his older brother couldn't, although James did nod his agreement at his brothers remarks.

"Cam, I told you to be nice." Malcolm reprimanded trying not to laugh as he cooked.

"I WAS being nice, dad." Cam defended himself. "She is pretty, don't you think?"

Caught off guard by his son's innocent question, Malcolm turned to look at Selena with a smile, pausing as he admired her. "Yes ... she is very pretty."

Blushing slightly and suddenly feeling embarrassed, he turned back to the stove.

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“Oh? Cool, I will finally get to meet them, if not babysit,” she said matter of factly tone before she watched him with reassuring gaze, “Of course, I am the guest here. This is your house. Like I said, I am looking forward to meeting with them,” Selena said to him as her presence here, along with two boys at the dining table would provide Mr. Havers a sense of complete family. A family reunion in a way as Selena would take on the only empty chair that’s been like that since his wife passed away.

Yet again, Selena had unknowingly looked marvelous, even in that lose white button down shirt of her. The single top button that was undone since the morning when she had gotten ready for school and kept it that way because she didn’t like the constricting collar grazing her neck. Besides, she wanted some style to her appearance than simply plain white shirt. It had no other meaning behind it but for people who had noticed, the boys at school and now Mr. Havers, they would notice much more than just an undone button. If he’d look from left and look carefully, he would see not only her pale skin but also this tiny small brown spot that he might not have noticed before.

When he guided her into the kitchen, she felt natural, not even a hint of awkwardness as she could imagine him to be a loving husband. It was sad to see a good family broken down like this. Bad things do happen to good people. Life wasn’t fair at all. “Should I even ask?” she joked with the male who was almost three time older than her, “Well, I was hoping I can help you, in the kitchen?” Selena said as she added, “I always help my mom in the kitchen. Besides, I am sure I can cook a lot better than you can. Yeah, over the summer, my mom was teaching me to cook a whole bunch of dishes since my interest in the kitchen.” She advocated for herself. Perhaps in future, she could cool for them, just how Helen used to.

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He didn’t give her much option so she did take a seat on the tall stool, watching him move around the kitchen, “If you need me to cut something up, or whatever, I am here. Just letting you know.” She shrugged her shoulders and nodded, “I do like…” she paused when she saw two handsome boys rush into the kitchen as she waved at them. “Cameron…James, ahh! It’s nice to meet you both, finally!” She was about to stand but then she watched them come around to garb the stools on each side. “Well, thank you. Three men in the house and you’re the ONLY wise one,” she said and placed her arm around his shoulder as she leaned down, “Come here,” she kissed his cheek before smiling cheekily, “And that’s what you get for complimenting a girl!” Selena said and looked at James, messing with his hair a bit before she waved her hand in dismissal towards the oldest male of them all.

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“Yeahm, Cam, you tell him. Come here! You are so cute! You know that?” she said and carefully pulled at Cam's arm to make him jump off the stool, leaning down to pick him up, she brought him to sit in her lap, thighs. She hugged him from behind, “I think we are going to get along just fine! You too, James…” she said and as Cam asked his dad, Selena darted her gaze up at him to curiously look up at him, waiting for his answer. Knowing that he blushed, but why? She smiled in dismissal, “Well, if it’s going to be a while, I can take them out in the backyard?” She suggested, seeing there was a basketball hoop and some baseball gloves laying around.

Seeing Selena so natural with his sons gave Malcolm mixed emotions. One he smiled happily that they seemed as easy around her as she was around them, they smiled, giggling at her words and antics, Cam even blushed hard at her kiss on his cheek while James looked a little annoyed he didn't get one. But at the back of his mind were images of the last time he had seen them like this, with their mother. For a split second he felt a wave of guilt. He had brought this girl into their lives, was he betraying Helen's memory somehow? But almost equally as fast the guilt left him. She would not want him or the boys to be sad and unhappy the rest of their lives. She would want them laughing and smiling and if Selena could do that why not have her here?

"Take them outside and play then. It shouldn't take to long, and Selena, just so you know, I'm taking you up on that offer, next time you cook." He winked at her and grinned.

"Good, I'm tired of spaghetti." James smirked at his dad who playfully batted him around the head as he passed to walk outside with his brother and Selena.

Malcolm stayed at the sink for a while, watching them all outside. He felt relaxed now, happy for the first time in ... well, longer than he could remember. Was it weird this joy came from a young girls he had just met? Probably, but he didn't care. She ignited a part of him he thought had died with his wife and he realised he needed that spark to live and to care for his boys as he should.

Turning he got on with the cooking, estimating 15 minutes as he chopped up an onion while keeping an eye on the beef mince and boiling water.

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Selena herself was a child, a teenager, yet she was very mature for a girl her age. It was natural to her, instinctual almost. When the boys were introduced to her, she smiled and played along with them, teased them as well. She didn’t know that the older of the two boys was being a bit jealous. She would have given him a kiss as well.

For now, she was hugging Cam as she looked at Mr. Havers suggesting that they go out and play a bit. “Can we play basketball, Selena?” James asked looking at the young girl and that’s when Cam looked over his shoulders, “No, let’s play baseball!” And it was then, James turned to say something to her. All three wanted her attention and it was overwhelming, but not impossible for her to simply do it all. Patting Cam’s shoulders, “Let’s go, bud, I will play with you both! Come on now….out we got!” she said and stood up, following the boys as she almost forgot to reply back to Mr. Havers.

Just as she was exiting the sliding doors through the kitchen, she stopped and looked back at him, “Sure thing! I promise, next time,” she said and turned around to step outside and close the door behind her. Right after stepping outside, she bent over to pick up the baseball gloves that were there, not knowing Mr. Havers was still looking back towards her. “Cam, don’t you want your gloves?” she said and that’s when James threw the basketball at her. Before she knew, she was tending to both boys, keeping them both happy as she shoot some hoops with the older one and threw the ball at Cam, playing catch.
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Malcolm couldn't help it, as she closed the door and turned to bend and pick up the gloves her jeans pulled tight over her young, tight curvaceous ass. The small smile of pleasure at seeing his boys happy dropped away, changing to open mouthed admiration. Equally as fast though she was standing again, moving out to play with the boys. He watched her through the kitchen window. He felt the warmth in his face and knew he was flushed, his palms sweaty, his cock semi hard in his pants. She hit all the buttons in him and didn't even know it. And the reason she didn't know it ... was simply because she was an innocent. She had no idea how to effect a man and yet did it perfectly, naturally. She was also a natural with his boys, he heard the laughter from outside and grinned, watching the antics as she multi-tasked to keep them both happy. She was perfect, he realised, the perfect partner for him, like Helen had been ... and she was out of bounds.

Sighing in resignation he continued cooking, making sure this meal would be perfect. he had made this recipe a hundred times before, it was one he was comfortable with, but this time he was making sure everything was perfect. It wasn't a matter of wanting to impress Selena, he just wanted her to see he could look after his boys ... ok, he admitted to himself with a shake of the head and chuckle, maybe it was a little to do with impressing her. Finally it was ready and he served up four big plates of his speciality spaghetti bolognese and placed them on the dinner table with cutlery and four glasses of water, then opened the door.

"Ok, guys, dinner is served, get it while it's hot." He called out before stepping back to the sink, cleaning away the pots and pans, leaving the door open for what was usually the stampede of his sons coming to eat.

The teenager filed out of the house behind two boys as she gathered the gloves and started to mingle with them. Little did she knew of the pair of eyes that lingered from inside the house as the male continued to adore her young beauty from far away, every second of the hour she was here.

Without knowing, she was becoming the perfect Mrs. Havers for him. Sometimes not doing or knowing something is best, as it was in this case, allowing Selena to act naturally. Selena was full of energy, bubbly, fun and people person. The last was a bit selective, depending on whom she gets along with. Sometimes it takes a while to open up and mesh well, something the connection is just natural, as was the case with her high school friends.

When the male from inside the house prompted, the boys whined instantly. Well, it could serve as a surprise for Mr. Havers because for the most of their time after school, they usually spend little time studying and most watching TV or playing video games. So the boys still wanting to play outside would definitely news to his ears. “Come on, Cam, James!” Selena said and Cam stood with his cheeks puffed. Selena waved at Mr. Havers, “I will bring him in, no worries,” she said and turned to Cam, “If you come in right now and have dinner, I promise to spend more time with you playing next time!” she said and threw her hand around Cam’s shoulders.

Before she knew, he was on board and they were making their way back inside as the sky took on this grey shade with the setting sun. Just as they entered house again, she called out to James who was already sitting on the table, “James? First wash your hands…you too Cam. Go wash hands, feet, and your face.” Selena said as she walked over past the sink, her hand coming to rest over the male’s lower back, “Mind if I wash my hands here?” she asked politely before darting her gaze up at him, “Hmm, it smells good. I hope it tastes just as good!” she complimented but it was also a taunt, harmless taunt.

Feeling her hand on his back almost made him jerk, but he controlled himself, enjoying the warmth of her fingers. He smiled at her and moved from the sink giving her room.

"Please, help yourself, and yes, it tastes incredible. A guarantee from the chef himself." He laughed as his own hand slid around her waist as she washed her hands at the sink, the two boys upstairs in the bathroom. Feeling her slim waist on his fingers then his arm as he moved into her, he again felt his cock twitch, any physical contact with this young girl had this effect he was realising, but he dared himself not to pull away as she washed her hands. "You are incredible with my boys, a natural. I haven't seen them that outgoing with anyone other than their school friends since their mother died. Maybe I should have you over more regularly for no other reason than to be their nanny."

Malcolm laugh, making it a joke as he knew she was still at school. But the idea felt so right to him, if only it could be done. But he knew it couldn't not at her age. He heard the pounding of the boys running back downstairs and quickly removed his arm from around Selena's waist as he took his chair at the table, watching with a smile as the boys took their own chairs leaving the last empty for their guest.

With him giving her small space by the sink, Selena stepped up to wash her hands. Taking her time, she continue to converse with him and compliment his food in a teasing manner.

“How about you let ME be the judge of that?” she pulled his leg a bit more when he guaranteed the taste to be the best of the best. And then she added another sly comment, “I guess practice makes perfect?” laughing a small laugh, she found his hand slide around her tiny waist but she made nothing of it. It was all harmless to her, with no meaning…or not seeking any meaning out of it.

“They are great little munchkins. Even the older one, he knows to look after his little brother,” Selena commented on his two boys and laughed out loud, “Nanny? And what? Quit my school, Mr. Havers?” She nodded no, laughing it off, “But yeah, whenever you need me, I would love to look after these two. They are nice kids,” the girl spoke who was ten years or so older than his younger one.

Soon, she was done washing hands and she didn’t realize when his hands came off, just how she wasn’t too aware of his hand on her waist. The boys came running and took their usual seats on the table, leaving the only spot that had been empty for such a long time. It was to this Mr. Havers right. “Shall I serve?” She offered like the wise one whilst she was still standing. Starting to serve the kids first and then the father and herself the last.

The family sat and watched as Selena served up their dinner as Helen, their mother and wife used to do. Cameron suddenly looked up at her with a very focused expression.

"Are you going to be my new mommy?" He suddenly asked with almost a tinge of hope in his voice.

The room went quiet, both James and Malcolm looking at the youngest boy not sure what to say. Realising he might have said something wrong, Cam turned to his dad.

"I like Selena, Dad. Can she be our new mom?"

For a moment the look in his son's eyes almost made Malcolm break down. Instead he set his jaw and reached out to hold his son's hand.

"No, Cameron, Selena has her own life to lead and she is still young, still at school. I can't marry her." Malcolm glanced up at Selena with a silent apology for his son's outburst. "But she promised to come over whenever we wanted to play with you guys ok? So don't worry, you'll see her again. Now eat your dinner before it gets cold."

James glanced at his dad, then silently started eating as Cam seemingly happy with the knowledge that Selena would be visiting more shrugged and started in on his food too. Malcolm took a deep breath and look to Selena sitting next to him and mouthed the word 'Sorry' silently and gave a small sheepish smile before beginning to eat too.

Later after everything had been eaten and the plates had been cleaned Malcolm sent his sons to their room to finish their homework before bed. Slumping into his chair at the kitchen table he could finally speak to Selena with them out of hearing.

"I'm so sorry Cameron said that Selena. I never thought he would feel that way so quickly, but he hasn't really had a female in his life since his mother died. I guess he latched onto you, maybe picking up on my feelings for you ... um, I mean as in how much I respect and admire you ... and depend on you." He shrugged and reached for a bottle of red wine pouring himself a glass. "I hope you can forgive him and me for putting you in such an awkward position ... would you like a drink?"

He held the bottle of wine up questioningly. She was under age but it wasn't as if anyone would know.