My Older Girlfriend

Suddenly, Claire pushed me away, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment.

"I'm sorry, Noah.”

"I got carried away. Thank you for being here when I needed someone the most."

"It's nothing, really.

"You're Liam's mom, which means we’re family. If you ever need someone to talk to, I’m here."

After all, comforting such a beautiful woman was my sacred duty as a man.

"Are you really going through with the divorce?"

Claire nodded. "He’s been seeing a college girl. He barely comes home anymore."

Her words left no room for reconciliation. If that was the case, maybe it was for the best. Sometimes, letting go was the only way to move forward.

Later, Liam came home and asked about his mom. I told him she was feeling better after talking to me.

"Thanks for helping her out, Noah. I owe you dinner.”

That night, I couldn’t stop thinking about Claire. Her figure lingered in my mind.

Even in my dreams, she appeared, some more sensual than others.

A few days later, Liam shared the news that his parents were officially divorced.

I tried to act empathetic, but deep inside, a strange excitement stirred.

Claire was now single. Did this mean I had a chance?

I visited Liam’s house, using an invitation to play video games as an excuse. Truthfully, I just wanted to see Claire again.

However, as soon as I arrived, Liam dragged me back into my place, giving me only the briefest glimpse of her.

It wasn’t enough.

After hours of gaming, lunchtime rolled around.

Liam wanted to head back, but I persuaded him otherwise.

"Noah, can you cook?" Liam asked.

I shook my head.

"Let’s ask my mom to come down and make us something.”

Hearing this, I got especially excited.

Moments later, Claire came, dressed in a flowing white dress. The light fabric hinted at her smooth skin and chest, and I found it hard to look away.

My heart skipped a beat, and I was close to drooling.

It was there and then that I made up my mind—I had to have her.

Throughout all my years of singlehood, no one had moved me quite like she had.

Claire caught me staring, her cheeks turning a shade of pink, shy.

"Noah, why are you staring at my mom?" Liam wondered.

Little did he know that I would one day be his dad.

I insisted that Claire stay and eat with us, but Liam persuaded her to leave.

"You really shouldn’t have sent Mrs. Claire away. I could’ve comforted her a bit while we ate."

"Noah, don’t think I don’t know what’s going on in your head. You were staring at her the whole time she was in the kitchen.

"And seriously, my mom was wearing such thin clothes. If she stayed, wouldn’t you have ogled her the whole time?

“Are you looking for a girlfriend, Noah? How about I introduce you to someone?” He said, whipping out his phone and showing me pictures.

However, I wasn’t interested in any of them. My mind was entirely occupied by the graceful and captivating Claire.

Later that week, Liam and I made plans to go hiking. I wasn’t keen at first, but when he mentioned Claire would be joining us, I jumped at the chance.

I hadn’t seen her in a few days, and I really missed her.

When I arrived at their house, Liam wasn’t around. Instead, I heard faint moans coming from the room.

Curiosity got the better of me, and I hesitantly opened the door.

Inside, Claire was lying on a red blanket. Her legs were entwined, and she had an irresistible look on her face—a seductress luring me in.

After noticing me, she even smiled.

Then she walked towards me, completely naked. Claire had a perfect figure, her skin soft and supple.

She hooked her foot on the knob and closed the door gently.