In a house in a wealthy district, beautiful Olivia sat between parcels, waiting. Her husband Mark was away for a week due to work and was supposed to come back today, but he wasn't the only person expected. Dave, Mark's son from his previous marriage, was also supposed to come today and move in permanently. It was his packages lying at home, which arrived in the morning, and it was already afternoon. Olivia started to worry ; she was really eager for her husband's return and the opportunity to meet her stepson. She had never seen him because Mark himself knew little about him. His ex-wife took him, but Dave decided to live with his dad for educational reasons and wanted to get to know the new city before settling in.

Olivia was a 6'4 " tall, dark brown - haired, 37 year old Latina sex bomb, with full, wet pink lips. She had enormous, supple, bouncy breasts with dark juicy nipples and large aureoles. Her hourglass figure accentuated a narrow waist and extra wide hips, along with fluffy thick thunderous thighs, and finally, a totally gigantic luscious round ass and each buttock was as meaty as possible. She liked wearing minimalist clothes; she enjoyed how her skin could breathe, especially since it was summer and very hot outside. Her positive qualities included peace, self-control, kindness, willingness to help , and openness to people. However, her flaws were centered in her mind. Naive, gullible, innocent, trusting, and foolish-these words aptly described her.

This often played out in her life , an example being when Dave's packages arrived in the morning . Two of the workers who came in the van were instructed to carry them into the house. Olivia didn't want to stand idle , so she decided to help. She was lifting the packages while doing a very sexy bend, which distracted the workers and made them work slower so they could watch her. Her outfit didn't help: a white T-shirt paired with a black bra and denim shorts. They even took a photo of her lifting a really heavy package, which made her stick out her ass in an amazing way. They exchanged a few words with her, which highlighted her naivety. They then asked for $50 for their trouble, even though it was included in the price, before driving away.

Meanwhile, on the neighborhood street, there was a fat, filthy, ugly, sweat-stinking brat named Otto. He was returning from a hentai comic book store, where he had decided to buy something for himself since he just turned 18 two weeks ago. He had to walk back because he missed the return bus. He didn't expect it to be so hot, and given his lack of athleticism, this trip wasn't serving him well. He ran out of sweet drink because that was all he wanted. Despite everything, his biological needs became urgent, and although he didn't want to, he had to knock on someone's door and ask for at least a glass of water to prevent himself from collapsing. Although, in truth, he would be doing the world a favor. He spotted a house that looked exceedingly rich and hoped he might meet a wealthy snob who would laugh at him but still take pity and offer him a drink. He approached the door and rang the bell.

Olivia got up excitedly, thinking that it was finally her husband or Dave. She walked up to the door, looked through the peephole, and immediately knew it wasn't Mark's silhouette, but it didn't matter; after all, she wouldn't be alone. She didn't look at the figure, but they saw that it was a teenager. She opened the door with open arms for a hug. Otto was totally surprised, and he let himself be hugged. He was only 5'2" tall, so his head went right between Olivia's massive, titanic breasts.

– I'm so happy to finally meet you , Dave - she said joyfully.

– "Dave?! Who the hell is Dave?" - Otto thought - "But I have to admit this chick is really hot. "

Olivia felt Dave wasn't hugging her back, so she let him go.

– Dave, is something wrong? If you don't like the hug, I'm sorry, so let's just go inside - she felt guilty.

– "Wait a moment. I'm just wasting an opportunity to hug such a bimbo. She obviously thinks I'm somebody I'm not. Let's play this game" - he thought quickly before he spoke - No, I'm sorry. I was just confused. Let's hug again, but now with double the **** and time, shall we?

He opened his arms to her. Olivia felt a new surge of joy. They hugged each other. He took advantage of the situation. He started groping her ass, beginning with a light grab, but when he realized she didn't seem to care, he went for a full grope. He also started digging his face into her breasts. Olivia didn't want to admit it, but it wasn't what she expected from her husband's genes. He didn't even resemble him. Plus, he smelled terrible, but she didn't want to be rude. Still, in her small mind, she arranged it so that whatever the odds were that some random teenager walked over to her while she was waiting for one, it had to be him. It lasted about a minute and a half. However, the moment came when even Otto knew it was time to let her go.

– Come inside and get comfy - she instructed him.

He sat on the big couch in the large living room and started looking around. He spotted a picture frame with an image of Olivia and Mark along with their signatures.

– "Cool. I know what they name are"