The Evolution of Genius: Every Night, I Get Smarter!-Chapter 83: Relationship II

As the car pulled up to Mrs. Hayes’ house, the warm glow of lights greeted us.

As we entered the house, Veronica, whom Oliv and I had been eager to see again, met us right away.

She hurried downstairs upon hearing the commotion. She wore white nylons on her legs, light blue jeans shorts, and a white t-shirt. Her dark brown hair was wet and cascaded down her shoulders. She looked sexy.

Veronica caught me looking at them and smiled, then greeted me and Oliv with a wave of her fingers.

Oliv nudged my shoulder as if to reprimand me for staring. In contrast to Veronica, Oliv wore long black jeans and a comfortable red blouse.

We made our way to the dining room with the rest. I found a seat. Oliv sat right next to me and Veronica took a seat directly across from me.

Mr. Hayes ordered food beforehand, so the dinner started. We had some typical conversations about science and business and we talked about how fusion energy will influence the world.

Then the conversation moved to sports and the economy, things I wasn’t especially interested in.

However, Mrs. Hayes brought some wine so that we didn’t get bored to death.

I settled back in my chair and that’s when I felt something touch my leg under the table. I turned my head to Oliv. But she seemed engrossed in a conversation with Mrs. Hayes about buying houses in Germany.

I looked at Veronica and received a sly wink as her foot stroked up and down my right leg. Then I felt her foot slide up and over my knee and rest on my inner right thigh.

She held a finger to her lips and then turned her head to join Mrs. Hayes and Oliv’s conversation.

I felt her toes probing against my crotch and my cock stirred in my pants. I could feel her toes clenching as they massaged my confined shaft, rubbing the head of my cock. My cock immediately went rigid. Then she slid down to tickle my balls.

She rocked her foot back and forth, applying gentle pressure between the tip and base of my cock, all the while switching between her conversation and throwing sultry glances at me.

She definitely knew the sensitive spots to stroke.

Finally, Oliv finished her talk with Mrs. Hayes and turned to me. Veronica smiled wickedly and stopped stroking, pulling her foot back and leaving my cock erect.

Oliv put her hand on my lap and said, "Something happened, Max? Why are you blushing?"

I looked at her and shook my head, "Uh, it’s nothing, Oliv."

Unfortunately, her hand slid a bit too high, and... she touched my still-erect cock. Her immediate reaction was to turn her head to Veronica. But Veronica pretended not to know what was going on.

As I watched, Oliv turned back to me, drew her hand away from my lap and put her finger to her lips, and licked it with the tip of her tongue, she then stuck her fingertip between her lips and sucked on it like a small cock.

I took a quick glance at our table companions. Fortunately, no one was paying attention.

And that’s when I came up with a smart idea. I managed to tip the wine glass onto the table and into my lap. I jumped up and used a napkin to clean my pants. I was relieved that I came up with an explanation for my wet pants.

As I was getting my ’clumsiness’ under control, Veronica laughed, "What happened, Max?"

I smiled at her, "Just a little mishap."

"Mishap? Looks like quite a mishap to me."

"Well, it seems I need a new pair of pants."

Mrs. Hayes chimed in, "No worries. There’s a clothing store just down the street. Olivia, Max, why don’t you go grab a new pair?"

"Sure, let’s go, Max.", Olivia said.

We left the house and headed to the store. Five minutes later, I returned with a fresh pair of dark pants.

We all decided to gather in the piano room. Veronica graciously sat down at the piano, her fingers dancing across the keys. The room filled with beautiful melodies as she played.

We shared stories, laughter, and the joy of success.

As the night progressed and the atmosphere became more relaxed, some of the guests found cozy spots to rest, a few having indulged in a bit too much celebration.

Laid back on the sofa in the guest room, I browsed through files saved on my phone.

Before an hour passed, Olivia quietly tiptoed into the room.

She approached me slowly, without saying a word. I set aside my phone and looked at her.

Our gazes locked, and she winked and flicked the top of her tongue between her glistening lips in a suggestive manner. Suddenly, she leaned over and kissed me.

I decided to stand up from the sofa and return the kiss.

Oliv broke from the kiss, holding me by the hand, "Let’s go.", she said quietly.

We walked towards the stairs without making a noise. None of us spoke. We slowly made our way to Veronica’s room.

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The room was completely dark. As soon as Oliv closed the door, she returned to kissing me on the lips.

Veronica stood up from the bed and plugged in the row of LED lights under her bed, bathing the room in dark red shadows.

She then went to her CD stack and held some of them in the dim light. Finally, she found what she was looking for, and put it to play quietly in her stereo, "This is my favorite piece of music", she said.

Oliv gently guided me to the edge of the bed, where I took a seat. She swiftly unbuttoned my shirt, then climbed up onto my lap, resuming her passionate kisses.

Veronica was looking at us as we groped at each other.

I reached my hand to Veronica and pulled her gently onto the bed.

As Oliv looked from just a few inches away, I kissed Veronica, who got on top of the bed on her knees. Oliv could clearly hear the sound of our lips pulling apart and our tongues pushing against each other.

The music Veronica had put on was classical. Basses and cellos filled the room.

Veronica reluctantly released the kiss backed away to the center of the room and pulled at the hem of her white t-shirt, slowly slipping it over her head. While doing so, she never stopped looking right into my eyes.

I watched as her hands went behind her back. Her red bra lost its tension and Veronica’s breasts were free. I watched her pale skin glowing in the dark red light.

Veronica didn’t stop there. She unbuttoned her jeans shorts and then ran her thumbs around her waist. She pushed them down slowly down her legs as she swung her butt.

The curve of her hips, as she bent a little to pull each leg out of her shorts, was irresistible.

What followed next were the panties. I watched as the triangle of brown hair revealed itself and then again I watched as she bent slightly and let the panties fall down to her feet.

Veronica stood straight left only in her white nylons, watching me and Oliv.

Oliv got up and gently pulled me up before pushing me towards Veronica.

I took Veronica into a tight hug and then kissed her deeply. I could feel her hard nipples pressing against my chest. My hands moved slowly over her back and down onto her smooth butt.

I wanted to be naked, just like she was.

Oliv must have heard my thought, because I felt her hands wrap around me from behind. She squeezed in between me and Veronica and then lowered her arms until she found my pants.

She quickly pulled them down, bringing my fully naked body into sight.

Veronica let out a sexy giggle as my cock pulsated against her tummy.

Oliv whispered something to Veronica, and she whispered something back. Our kissing became heavier and heavier.

Oliv ran her hand over my butt cheeks and then she slipped her hand between my legs. She gently caressed me and then moved her hand further. Her fingers must have brushed against Veronica’s lips because she moaned lightly.

Then her hand moved up between me and Veronica, running up and down the length of my shaft.

I gasped as she moved her fingers slowly up and down.

Everything else disappeared, and I was in a state where Oliv’s and Veronica’s touches spoke to me. I felt them all at once.

Oliv withdrew her hand. I could feel that Veronica was very excited by the deep breaths that she took and her shining eyes.

Oliv quickly removed her clothes. She didn’t give the same show as Veronica did, but I watched with Veronica, nonetheless.

I didn’t even attempt to compare Veronica’s and Oliv’s bodies and instead concentrated on watching them.

I took Oliv into my arms and pressed myself against her. Then I felt Veronica press herself against my back. Her hand wrapped itself between mine and Oliv’s bodies and I felt as it gripped me and slowly fell to my length.

Oliv laid herself on the bed and looked intently at us. I laid down next to her and pulled Veronica onto the bed. She let out a laugh as she fell onto our bodies.