Staying with the caring older man upstairs?

CHAPTER 1

I live in an upstairs apartment in a two family home. My landlord is a nice older lady. We get along well. I help her shop, run errands and do little repairs and maintenance around the house.

I was watching TV late one afternoon when I heard frantic knocking on my door. A young girl, I’m guessing a preteen, was standing there. She was dressed in a long night shirt with socks. She said her grandmother was ill and she had called 911, could I help?

We rushed into the living room where her grandmother was on the floor. She looked very pale and was having trouble breathing. Just then the ambulance arrived.

I ran up and got a coat while her granddaughter stayed with the medics. When I got back they said she was having respiratory problems they were giving her oxygen and putting her on a gurney. Her granddaughter grabbed a coat and followed.

I followed the ambulance in my car with her sitting next to me on the seat. I had remembered her name, Cat, short for Cathy. Cat sat Indian style on the seat, her coat hanging open and her legs showing past her knees. I looked over twice. Even at a time like this I had to look.

Arriving at the hospital we followed the medics into the ER. After a short time we were called in. The ER Doc said she would be staying overnight while test were done and possibly the next night as well depending on what they found. Rose waved me over with Cat. She lifted her oxygen mask and asked me if I would watch Cat and to call Cat’s mother who was on a cruise. I assured her I would. After a few hours the nurses said we should go home and that they would call if anything changed.

On the way home Cat sat with her back against the door and her legs drawn up in front of her. I was getting a better view than before. She was watching the road as I was trying to see her. As we went under a street light she would be lit up. She had long thin legs just starting to shape up. Cat was wearing skimpy yellow panties where I could see the small bulge of her young pussy hiding. I looking over as often as I could.

Cat had visited a few times before usually staying overnight with her mother. They lived a couple hours away. She was a cute kid, her mother was divorced and a good looking woman. We were not strangers, we had met several times.

When we got home I let Cat into the house and took out my cell phone. “Cat, what is your mother’s number” ? It went directly to voicemail. Seeing that it was late I said “we will try again in the morning and if we can’t get to her I will call the cruise line and they will have her call us. I told her goodnight and that I would leave the door open in case the hospital called and she needed me”.

After a little more TV I went to bed. Some time later I felt the bed move. “I can’t sleep and I won’t be able to down there”. “Can I sleep with you?”

“Why don’t you sleep on the couch? I’ll get a sheet and blanket. “

“No,I need to be with someone I’m scared”

“Ok” I moved over patted the cover down between us and let Cat get in. What was I thinking? I don’t know I was so tired, it had been a rough evening. I was 61, I was exhausted.

Sometime during the night I was awakened when I felt Cat’s leg over my stomach. I had rolled over on my back and Cat was right next to me. Her arm on my chest. Now fully awake, I realized that her knee was on my chest and her leg was resting on my groin! I felt that familiar twinge and my cock got that warm feeling that I had not felt in a few years.

Don’t get me wrong. As a widower I have had my flings with the widows, divorced and even a single mom or two. I was available as they say.

However, this was a young teen, and in my bed! My mind was all over the place. Every man has had this dream/wish. It was happening now, in my bed. I lay still listening to her breathing. Every so often she would move slightly, her leg would rub against my cock. All my attention was on her leg and my prick, waiting for the next move. When she moved next her leg pressed a little harder on my stomach and I realized her thigh had touched my hand. Curling my fingers I felt her soft skin. I couldn’t see where my fingers were touching, but it was so soft and smooth. With feathery like strokes my fingers wandered a few inches up and down her thigh. My manhood inflated some and that warm feeling became more intense. Cat moved again, this time causing her leg further over my body. Her leg dragged over my now semi hard penis, my hand was trapped against the soft junction of her thighs. My thumb felt her panties and the warmth emanating from her covered vaginal area. On moving my thumb I felt a bump a dip and then another bump. I was feeling this child’s vaginal lips. Cat’s hand moved from my chest to my stomach and her leg now rested on my hardening cock.

I lay still for time thinking about my actions. What was I getting into, how could this be passed up, what would I say if Cat woke up, should I continue? Using the wrong head for my decision making I thought it could be explained away by saying I was asleep like she was.

I moved my thumb back and forth very lightly over her soft vaginal lips. By turning my wrist my thumb was able to move up and down the crease between the puffy lips. They now seemed to be a little firmer. Maybe it was my imagination but her leg seemed to pushing down on my cock, (which would have been fully erect if I was not so scared of what might happen if Cat woke up). As my thumb explored her vaginal area, I realized her lips were getting warmer and firmer. My thumb found the elastic band at the edge of her panties and found its way under. Her panties were loose enough for my thumb to glide back over her smooth downey lips. I could feel the heat and as I felt the cleft between her lips some moisture. Cat seemed to deeply inhale for a moment, I froze.