**5: Neighbor Visit**
It was around 5 in the afternoon when Liz came back to our house after spending the last night somewhere else. I honestly wished she’d gone back into our old town, but I guess she’ll be staying longer than I expected to help her sister with Chloe.
I already wasn’t having a good day and her being near me made me feel nauseous. I decided to take the opportunity to visit Ellis and ask him about the camping trip Charlotte wanted for us. But, of course, I’d be hitting a third stone by having a chance to see Paige at their house.
I rang the doorbell to the Turner’s household the second time when the door was opened by Blake, the third Turner child. She greeted me with a shy smile saying, “Mr. Foster. Come on in.”
I smiled and went inside with her. I saw Olive take a peek from the kitchen then greeted me from afar, “Good to see you here, Trent.”
I greeted her back before asking Blake, “Is your dad home?”
“Yeah, he’s probably in the basement doing some dad stuff. Wait here, I’ll be back,” she replied before disappearing towards a door going to the basement.
While I was waiting, I heard someone walking down from upstairs. I turned my head to check and got caught in Paige’s surprised eyes. She’s home, I sighed of relief.
“Mr. Foster,” she uttered in a soft voice. My heart beat faster at the way her voice sounded. I couldn’t help but notice how thin her yellow shirt was and how short her shorts were.
“Hey, Paige,” I greeted her.
“What—“ she got cut by her dad emerging from the basement saying, “Trent!”
We both looked at Ellis as I stood up to greet him.
He invited me to go back to the basement with him so he could show me his wine cellar. We proceeded to go down and after stating the names of a quarter of his insanely huge wine collection, he finally said, “Look at this old man eagerly talking about his wine. I’m sorry. No one from my kids had passion for wines, so when someone my age comes over—you do count even you’re 12 years younger than me—I make sure to show them. So, Trent, what brought you here?”
“Who doesn’t love fine wine, right? Your collection is massive and luxurious, you should be proud of it,” I told him and we shared smiles before I continued, “So, I’ll go straight to the point here. Charlotte wanted to have a camping trip but we’re not aware of a good place to explore around town or probably a lake house of some sort or an RV to rent. So we thought it’s better to ask you for some recommendations.”
“Well, I guess you’ve come to the right man! I own a cabin a few miles away and it’s in the mountains and there’s a lake nearby. If you and the missus like, I’ll give you a key just tell me when so I can give you a tour first,” he excitedly responded.
“That sounds great!” I exclaimed.
“It is. Actually, we haven’t gotten there this summer yet. Our second car has been broken for quite sometime and my mechanic friends can’t seem to fix it. I don’t know what Sadie and Paige did with it. We’re not gonna fit in our main car so we postponed our trip until it’s fixed,” he explained while handing me a glass of expensive wine.
I took a sip from it and praised it before suggesting, “I have an idea. It’s totally fine if you decline but I just thought maybe our families could go there for a vacation? Only me, Charlotte and Charlie are going so there would be extra spaces in our car for two more people.”
“That would be great and I’m sure the kids would love to. Olive has been bugging me for weeks for a vacation, I’m sure she’ll love the idea. Are you sure about this?” He asked for reassurance.
“Of course. Your family has been nothing but good to us. And are you kidding? We are the ones who should ask if you’re sure to allow us to your cabin,” I said and we both laughed.
We then went up after a while and saw that only Olive was around. Paige is nowhere to be seen now, she must’ve went back upstairs after seeing me here. I might be right to think she’s moving away from me.
“Honey, dinner’s ready. How about you two sit down and have some steak?” Olive motioned for us to come over the dining table.
“Come on, Trent. Join us,” Ellis patted my back as he walk towards his wife.I was about to protest when I heard footsteps coming down the stairs and voices growing louder at every step. It was Paige and Blake.
“Let’s eat, food’s waiting.” Olive called out to all of us.
I gave up and walked towards the table before asking, “Where’s the twins?”Ellis answered, “Oh, at my sister’s house with my eldest. Cousins’ sleepover.”
Paige and I exchanged quick glances as we both sat beside each other on the dinner table.
Before I was able to reply, Ellis stood and said, “I forgot to get wine to get along with the steak. I’m really getting old. I’ll be back.”
He then proceeded back down the cellar before Olive sat down and said to me, “You’ll love our steak. Our supplier has the best quality meat.”
“And mom’s cooking is better than the food you’ll get from our restaurants,” Blake added before laughing a bit.
“Blakey,” her mom looked at her nodding her head but smiling.
Paige kept silent beside me. I glanced at her and noticed that she’s pinching her fingers like she was nervous.
Ellis came back in a minute and we started eating. Hands down the best steak I’ve had so far. For a few minutes, we all stayed silent with only the sound of plates and silverware clanking, but then Ellis decided to break it by asking me, “So how’s the clinic, Trent?”
I was caught off-guard and it made my heart pump fast thinking about Paige and I in my clinic yesterday but then replied, “It’s—it is good. Doing good. I’ve been busy with a lot of patients this past weeks. I’m glad Dr. Hall’s patients trust me.”
“That’s good to hear. Dr. Hall was very trusted in our neighborhood for the longest time I could remember,” Olive uttered.
“I didn’t know you’re a doctor,” Blake muttered as she chew her steak.
I laughed a bit at how her mom and dad gave her the stare. So I saved her saying, “Well, to be fair. A lot had told me I don’t look like one because of my tattoos.”
Paige grabbed her glass of wine and drank it all the way through. Ellis then said to her, “Having to much fun with the wine, young lady?”
She looked at him then laughingly said, “Never had this for the longest time, dad. You’re keeping the good ones from us.”
“‘Cause those are for guests only. Are you a guest?” he laughed.
We all had a good time with the dinner and the banter along with it. Paige seemingly loosened up by the end of it and probably got a bit tipsy after her fourth or fifth glass.
The dinner has ended for a while now so I was about to say goodbye to them when Paige asked me, “Oh before I forget, if you have time I hope you could take a look at my keyboard, it’s been broken for years now.”
I mentioned to them earlier that I was in a band in highschool and played guitar and keyboard. She said in passing that she taught herself to play piano too, but got stuck and didn’t learn to play it very well. So I thought, her broken keyboard must have been the reason she wasn’t able to master it.
“Sure. Where is it?” I asked her.
“It’s upstairs,” she answered.
“Can I take a quick look? I’ll check it out so I would know what tools to bring next time,” I suggested.
“Are you sure, Trent? You could check it tomorrow morning if you need to go home now,” Olive sincerely asked me.
“It’s good. Don’t worry. Charlotte’s sister is at home too, I’ll give them a bit of a sibling time,” I assured them.
“Alright,” Olive smiled at me before sipping wine.
Paige and I stood up before Blake followed saying, “I’m gonna take a shower.”
As Paige and I walked upstairs, I overheard Ellis asking his wife, “What movie are we gonna watch, honey?”
Paige opened the door to her room, we went in, then she closed the door behind us.
She exhaled deeply before walking towards her keyboard saying, “It’s here.”
“Could we move it over here so I could take a better look?” I asked casually.
“Yeah, can you help me carry this, please?” She uttered in a soft voice.
“Of course,” I said walking close to her before continuing, “You hold here, okay?”
We carried the keyboard down the floor then both sat down beside it. Paige started tying her hair up in a bun and we both stayed silent for a few minutes, both breathed heavily, staring at the keyboard.
“So, um, some keys are not working and some buttons including the volume ones are also broken,” she uttered before looking at me.
“Alright. Can you plug it in? I want to see,” I answered with a smile as I stare at her eyes.
“Yeah,” she stood and plugged it in but as she went back to kneel down beside me she suddenly spoke, “I’m sorry if I brushed you off earlier.”
I looked at her intently as I said, “Paige, you don’t have to apologize. It’s alright.”
At this point, I’m collecting all the remaining composure inside me to prevent myself from kissing her. I started to reach the keyboard and brushed my arm against hers.
I was then surprised to feel her hand hold on to my thigh for support as she point me to the farthest broken key. Even when she got back to her position, her hand stayed on my thigh and then very lightly started caressing it. I instantly felt my c*ck twitch inside my pants as her hand got closer to it.
I stared at her asking, “What are you doing?”
She stared back at me with an innocent look.
I couldn’t take it anymore and grabbed her by the jaw in one hand to pull her to my lips. Her mouth automatically welcomed my tongue and circled hers with it.We pulled away in a minute and I exclaimed, “Fuck, you know damn well what you do to me, don’t you?”
“I just thought I’d ask you if I could wear this bikini to my swimming lessons,” she told me as she pull her top just above her breasts that were barely covered by an almost nonexistent bra just enough to hide her hard nipples.
“God, yes. I mean no, you cannot wear that to class. And, please pull your shirt down,” I panicked as I try to pull her shirt down.
“You don’t want to look at it?” She asked in a soft voice.
She looked alright but I thought her head might have not been thinking straight due to alcohol accompanied by her issues with her boyfriend so I said, “You know I want to, but your parents might catch us and we don’t want that kind of trouble. And I think you’re too drunk for decisions. Consent is important for me.”
She just stared at me for a few seconds as she fixed her top. She bit her lip as she put her finger on top of my lip then dragged it down towards my chest then my abs then held on to the exposed band of my boxers.
My breathing must have gone heavy when she said, “I’d like to give you a blowj*b. If you’re fine with that. We have at least 15 mins before my sister gets out of the shower and back to her room beside mine or for my parents to check on us, that’s if they haven’t fallen asleep on the couch yet.”
“No, we could do it next time. I can’t risk it,” I sternly denied her but I was well aware that my cock is forming a big bulge on my thigh.
She looked down at my boner then asked, “Are you sure?”
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/tig3am/cheating_with_my_new_neighbors_daughter_5