Tilly goes out

Tom was sat watching TV. It was Friday evening, they had just eaten and usually Tilly would be hanging out with him as he introduced her to old sci-fi TV series and she introduced him to some of her favourite anime. Right now however she ws getting ready to go out. She had told him over dinner that she had a weekend planned with some college friends and would be gone most of the weekend. Tom was fine with this, she wasn't his lover or his daughter and had no say over how she spent her time but he couldn't help feel a pang of jealousy. In Sarah's absence Tilly had become like her proxy. It was not uncommon for an evening of TV watching to turn into one of mutual masturbation and teasing and he had secretly hoped that it would happen tonight.

Tilly was as gorgeous as any of the girls he saw posting online who had guys falling at their feet to throw money at them in the hopes of garnering their favour. Tilly was all that and a thoroughly decent person on top. He had to admit that he was a little bit in love with her and he couldn't help but feel that she reciprocated those feelings at least in some small way. He had no intentions of confessing this to her, he still loved Sarah after all even in these unusual circumstances but he couldn't help but feel his heart flutter a bit when he saw her.

As if in answer to his thoughts she appeared at the living room door. She looked stunning in a thin strapped little black dress that she couldn't wear a bra with casing her nipples to press against the shimmering fabric of the dress. The hem ended not fat past her crotch and her slender legs seemed to go on for ever until they ended in some classic black stiletto heels. Her makeup was heavy and vampy, a look he adored as it reminded him of Sarah in her younger more goth days. When he finally managed to haul his eyes away from her body to met her own she gave him a shy smile "You like it then?" she said.

Tom snapped his mind back into action and stammered as he stood up "Yea, you look great."

Tilly tucked her long dark hair behind one ear and looked coy "Thanks" she said.

Tom was a little taken aback by her demeanour. Tilly was usually much more confident than this. She looked amazing but she always did and it wasn't like he hadn't seen her naked and in the throws of passion before, this was tame by comparison "Are you okay?" he asked approaching her.

Tilly tried to shake off whatever was bothering her and gave him a big smile that never quite made it to her eyes "Yea, it's just..." she went quiet for a moment clearly trying to tell him something but not sure how to go about it. "I guess I just feel guilty leaving you here and going out for a good time."

Tom reached out and stroked her arm "Hey, it's okay, you aren't obligated to look after me. You are a gorgeous young woman, you shouldn't be stuck here looking after an old man like me" he said jovially.

"I don't see you as an old man" she replied, her tone serious despite his attempt to bring in levity.

"Well, thank you" he said blushing furiously "but seriously, you don't need to worry about me. I love having you here to keep me company but I understand that you have your own stuff to do so go on, go out, have a great time. I look forward to hearing all about the mischief you get up to."

Tilly smiled at him and this time it was genuine. She flung her arms around him and pulled him into a big hug, burying her face into his shoulder and pressing her body against his. He couldn't help but be aroused by the feel of the beautiful young woman and the feel of her breasts pressed against his chest. He was instantly hard and Tilly could clearly feel his little prick pushing against her. She didn't move but she giggled softly "I got you all excited didn't I?"

Tom sighed "Yea, sorry, you were having a moment."

She hadn't moved from her tight embrace as she said "It's okay, I don't mind, it's just..." Tom felt her sigh "Never mind, it's not important" she seemed to say as much to herself as to Tom before letting him go and standing in front of him. She brushed at his shoulder where she had left traces of her makeup "I'll see you some point on Sunday" she said before turning and heading out.

Tom was left standing in the living room. I wonder what that was all about he thought. He adjusted his uncomfortably hard crotch and sighed Now I'm going to have to take care of this.