Olivia - Chapter 3  (MFg,extreme-pedo,nepi,toddler,no sex) 

by PedoMom [2017]

   

Chapter 3


   I figured it would be safest to meet him without Olivia - for the first 
time at least. That's what my brain told me.  But my pulsing clit would have
none of it.  I dressed Olivia up in the cutest little outfit - tickling her
and enjoying her laughter as I got her ready to meet the man I thought
might be her first.

   When we arrived on the third floor of the library downtown, I spotted
Luke right away.  He was of the shorter, thinner variety.  He hardly looked
his 29 years - instead resembling a college student - albeit a well-dressed
one.  He was handsome, in that nerd-hot way that was so popular these days,
and I had to admit I was instantly attracted to him, and not just because we
shared the same perversions.

   He stood from the collection of chairs he was seated in as I walked
forward, pushing Olivia in her small umbrella-fold-style stroller.

   "Sa...sha?" He asked with uncertainty - his eyes darting between me and 
the delectable little girl in the stroller.

   Now, contrary to what most stereo-types about phone-sex operators might
suggest, I was actually a fairly decent looking specimen of the female
race. I stood about 5'7, with some curves (but in all the right places!)
and I had dark features, an olive complexion, dark brown eyes and darker
brown hair.  I had fairly large DD cup breasts and an ass that looked
amazing in a thong.  But it wasn't me that Luke's eyes were stuck on.

   He had eyes for my little girl.  It was so obvious.  She definitely did
not take after my side of the family.  Whoever her daddy was (and by this
point, I'd narrowed it down to at least three guys, but I really wasn't 
sure! Promiscuity will get you every time!) he was certainly of fairer 
stock. 

   Olivia had pale white skin, nearly white blond hair that fell about her
face in soft ringlets and the clearest of green-blue eyes.  And her smile.
She was always, always smiling.  At age two, she had a few teeth emerging,
but just hardly poking through - she seemed to be delayed in this respect
as well.

   "Luke...hello." I smiled broadly at the man before me and gestured for
him to be seated again, as I pushed Olivia's stroller between the two
chairs and took one myself.

   He'd been wise to choose the third-floor reference section of this
library, the middle of the day during the week it was nearly deserted.  We
wouldn't take any chances for sure, but we could be assured of our privacy
and to speak at liberty with one another.

   "This is my two year old daughter, Olivia.  Olivia, this is mommy's new
friend, Luke, can you say hello?" I asked my little girl, to which she
responded "wewwo", her own underdeveloped version of hello, followed by her
ever-present heart-breaker of a smile.

   I watched as Luke extended a hand towards Olivia and she instinctively
grasped his proffered index finger, wrapping her tiny hand around the
digit. Luke groaned quietly his approval.

   "I'm so glad you decided to come." I said to the obviously nervous man
in front of me.  "I can see that Olivia is already taken with you."

   Luke pulled his gaze away from my daughter and looked back up at my
face.

   "I nearly backed out a hundred times this morning." He said.  "But we
both knew, you had the ultimate pull on your side." His glance back down at
Olivia making his words clear.

   "It's funny you should say that." I chuckled. "Because really, Olivia
and I have been having a lot of...umm....'fun' her whole life.  But it is
you who holds the key to everything we've missed out on!"

   Luke caught on to my meaning immediately, and both of us blushed as we
looked towards his crotch and his obvious arousal.

   I spent a little time telling Luke our history - about the one night 
stand, about Olivia's developmental delay, and without too much detail, 
letting him know I'd been getting her ready for this day really all of her 
life - but certainly more so in the past few months.

   "I love my daughter.  I love everything I can do with her.  But there
are just some things that I can't.  And I really think we're ready to take
the next step in our play.  That's where you come in, Luke.  I really feel,
after these past 5 years talking to you, that I can trust you because we're
so completely on the same page with our desires."

   Luke was nodding appropriately, to show that he was listening to me, but
his attention was split between my words and the little tyke in front of
us. He had both hands playing with hers, when all of a sudden she pulled
one of his hands closer and slipped his index finger into her mouth -
sucking it all the way to the back of her throat (like she'd been taught!)
and raising her eyes to look up into his.

   Luke gasped and grunted and I watched as the large lump in his pants
actually shook - indicating he'd been completely overwhelmed by my 
daughter's forwardness, the inside of his boxers becoming an instant mess.

   "I see she's already got your stamp of approval?" I good-naturedly
laughed.

   "I told you, we both knew I was no match for your little secret weapon
here." Luke said, with a wide blush seeping across his youthful face.

   "Now that we've met, now that we both know we're for real, do you think
maybe you want to follow me to my place?  I honestly don't think I can wait
any longer.  I've been waiting two years and nine months for this.  I need 
to play it out!" I intoned to the man who held all the power in this
situation, whether he knew it or not.

   "I took the afternoon off work.  I'm yours to do with as you please,
Sasha.  I think I would follow this little angel of yours to the edges of
the Earth!" Luke said in response.

   I grinned.  I had hoped for as much.  We stood and took the elevator
down to the parking garage - conveniently being parked not too far from 
one another, and Luke followed Olivia and I back to our apartment building.


See Chapter 4 for more...

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