Chapter 3: Some Serious Flirting With Annie’s Dad

It took another week and a half before I had an opportunity to talk to Ian again privately. In the meantime I made it a point to rub against him in the halls at church and once I even put my hand on his ass for just a moment. I think THAT surprised the hell out of him! Guys always want to feel up a girl but they seem shocked when a girl touches their butt! The important thing for me was that he didn’t pull away or even move after an initial flinch and he realized who it was that was touching him. Even though he was looking at me more all the time, he wasn’t making any overt moves towards me so I decided it was time to find out whether or not he was REALLY interested in going further or just playing a silly game. That Wednesday night the kids were watching a video and I was standing in the doorway, leaning against the side of the door with my arms crossed. Suddenly I felt a hand on my butt! Turning my head I saw it was Ian!

“Hmmmmmm, just thought I’d return the favor,” he whispered with a touch of a leer in his tone. I turned and just nodded to another room down the hall. Amazingly he followed me there and I quickly checked to see that nobody had seen us before ducking back into the room.

“So Ian ... what’s on your mind?” I asked innocently.

Ian chuckled. “So we’re playing little miss innocent now, are we? It’s just I’ve never had a girl grab-ass me before. Got to admit, I was a bit surprised to say the least.”

Ian hesitated as he looked me over a bit closer. I was wearing a pair of tight jeans with a school sweatshirt. Not exactly the most sexy outfit in my wardrobe but the jeans were tight enough to show off my ass without being totally slutty. Dressing for church was always about walking a fine line between being conservative enough not to get in trouble yet still be just a little bit naughty enough to draw attention to myself. I could tell he wanted to say something but at the same time was obviously struggling with his conscious. Finally he broke the silence.

“You know, I really liked the skirt outfit last week better though,” he said looking at my ass shamelessly, “You have fantastic legs and should show them off more often.” He chuckled then and added, “If you only could have heard what Nancy had to say about it! Did you know she thinks you’re a slut?”

I looked down as if I were a bit embarrassed and then replied, “Thanks, Ian. You know ... I’m going shopping this weekend - anything special you think I should buy?” I giggled a bit and added, “Maybe I could find something your wife wouldn’t approve of ... after all, she already thinks I’m a slut.”

Ian chuckled softly, “Well, that wouldn’t be too hard but anything I can think of buying you wouldn’t be allowed in church,” he said with a hint of daring to his voice.

Hmmmmmm ... was THIS finally the opening I’d been waiting for? I debated it quickly - no sense in hanging back now. It was time to go for it so I reached out and took his hand in mine which he then grasped in his large hand.

“You know, YOU could take me shopping and help me pick something out,” I said softly, not wanting to be TOO aggressive and scare him off, “At least then you’d get to see it on me!”