Wonderful Alice Part 1
By Leslie Schmidt
Alice was a skinny little girl. Maybe in a couple of years she'd start to fill out but, at nine, she was still a skinny little girl. Margret didn't understand how some men could find her attractive but the world can be a curious place. Anyway, Lou is a nice man, he certainly won't force himself on her little sister, he'd only ask.
Margret hadn't planned on becoming a mother to her little sister, and it was a burden, she was in her early twenties, just trying to start her career. She needed help raising Alice and Lewis was welcome; she trusted him. He'd never done anything to make her feel uncomfortable while she was growing up.
Ali was eating her hot dog and trying not to make a mess.
"They put too much stuff on it Margret," Alice said after putting the bun down and then licking a ketchup-mustard-relish mess that had run onto her hand.
"Here honey," Margret said as she dug a plastic fork out of the Der Weinersnitchal bag. "Just scrape some off onto a napkin."
After giving the utensil to her sister, Margret looked through the bag for another. After they'd both made their hotdogs less of a mess they ate in silence.
The table was outside. There was a lot of traffic noise and the desert wind was hot, even though the sun was at a sharp angle and the mountains were shifting to pink. Margret again noticed Alice's teeth as she bit into the hot dog-a reminder that she'd need an orthodontist. Right now she had a bit of a chipmunk smile that was really cute. Margret had been in her first year of college, and five years out of braces, when the accident happened.
Ali had a narrow face, brown eyes, a little too sharp nose and kind of thin lips. Sometimes confused people thought Margret was Alice's mother but then they'd nod in understanding when they learned they were sisters. The biggest difference was their hair-Margret had let hers grow out but Alice kept hers short.
"Honey," Margret started, "I'm afraid I've got to go out of town again."
The girl put her hotdog down with a disappointed expression. "Does that mean I have to stay at Grandma's again? It's so boring there!"
Margret didn't particularly like having her sister staying with her grandmother either. Children really weren't welcome to stay for more than a day at the assisted care apartments and Grandma was always critical of the way Margret handled Alice.
"I might have a different place. Would you like to say with Mr. Carroll?"
"That'd be cool!" the girl responded.
Lou Carroll was an unusual fellow. He'd been a close friend and business partner of their father and, after the accident, had been a shoulder for Margret to lean on. If not for his careful handling of the estate, Margret would never had been given custody of her little sister (she was fifteen years older than Alice) or have been able to sell the family home and buy a condo while she finished college and raised her sister. He had always treated them both kindly-and the feeling was mutual. Still, neither looked on him as a father figure but more as a grown-up friend. When she was in high school Margret he decided he must be gay (he wasn't married and never talked about girlfriends).
It was while she was taking psychology classes at AU that she began to suspect why he didn't seem to have any interest in women. One evening over too many drinks she'd asked him directly. It seemed like a huge weight had been lifted off of him to be able to speak freely.
"Dear," Margret continued after looking around (there was no one close enough to overhear their conversation) "there's something you ought to know before you get your hopes up."
Ali looked expectantly at her sister, her hand poised over the cardboard container of French fries.
"Mr. Carroll will probably want you to sleep with him."
The girl looked confused. "He has a spare bedroom."
Margret smiled to herself. "No, you don't understand. He may ask you to have sex with him."
Alice's confused look changed to incredulity. "With me?"
"Yes-you can say no but I'm pretty sure he wants...that."
"But, I'm too little."
"Oh, he won't make you do anything you don't want to or will hurt you. You know that, it's just, I know that's what he wants."
"How do you know?" Ali asked, her French fries forgotten.
"Because he told me."
"He said he wants to have sex with me?"
"Well, yeah, in a way. It's just, ghe...he's attracted to girls, not women, and, well, he's especially attracted to you...he really loves you but...he loves you like if you were his little girl but, also, he wants to love you like a man loves a woman."
"Like you and Lowell?"
"Yeah, I guess so. He, he wanted to have sex with me when I was little too."
"Did you?" Alice had a shocked expression.
"No, he never asked, and he wouldn't have because he and dad were such good friends."
Alice was silent for a minute; she started eating her fries again.
"I know all he'll do is ask," Margret continued. "You can say no and he won't be mad."
"But it's so boring at Grandma's," Ali said, looking up at her sister.
"It's up to you," Margret said. "I just want you to know what you're getting yourself into."
Alice was sleepy when Margret dropped her off at 5 AM a few days later. The flight was at 6:30, it was still dark but traffic was picking up. Lou answered the door wearing a pair of gym shorts and a tee shirt-he was barefoot.
"Thank you so much for taking her," Margret said as she handed a back pack to him through the door. Alice was coming up behind struggling with a cage containing a rabbit. The pack had cloths for two days and one overnight. "My flight arrives at 7:30. I'll have to hurry to LAX once my meetings are over."
"Why don't you let me run you to the airport-save you a bunch on parking," Lou suggested as he put the pack down and took the cage from Alice. "Your car can spend the night in my driveway."
"That's too much to ask!" Margret responded.
"No it's not. Let me get my shoes and wallet, we'll take your car so you don't have to switch the luggage." He carried the cage into the spare bedroom and, after looking around to make sure his old tomcat wasn't there, closed it in. As he was putting his shoes on, Chessy rubbed up against his ankle.
An hour later they were back at Lewis' house.
"Take your stuff into the guest room sweetheart," he said to Alice (the pack had stayed next to the door). "I'll shower and put on better clothes, then we'll go to IHop for breakfast."
Ali took the case into the room that was really an office for Lou but had a futon couch that folded out into a bed for guests. She knelt down and pushed her fingers through the cage to pet her sleeping rabbit. It startled and jumped at her touch.
"Oh! Sorry," Alice giggled at the creature who now took shelter in a fake hollow log and looked at her. She opened the door and pulled him out, then walked around the house while petting the animal.
The small bungalow was two bedrooms off a main room that was a living/dining room. The kitchen was behind a bar off the dining area. There was one bathroom between the bedrooms in an alcove. The cat was on the back of the couch and seemed to have a hungry smile.
"You leave Whitey alone," she said.
The cat licked its lips-she returned to her room.
She looked around her room some-there were French doors that opened onto the patio, a desk with a computer on it, the futon, a chest and an easy chair. She put the rabbit back in the cage and turned to go back out into the living room but stopped, her eyes wide.
Lewis was just coming out of the bath and turning into his bedroom. He was naked. He stopped when he saw her.
"Oh, I'm sorry," he said with a smile. "Didn't mean to shock you, I'm just not used to having guests."
He went in to his room and closed the door.
After breakfast she watched TV while he worked on the computer (he said he 'telecommutes' but she didn't understand that). Lunch was grilled cheese and then they spent a couple of hours at the community pool. The water was a great escape from the 105 degree Tucson summer. Then Lou took her to a matinee and grilled burgers on his patio for dinner.
It was at the pool that he'd first done anything unusual. Ali hadn't really realized it. Lou was sitting on a chase lounge under an umbrella while she swam and played with some of the other kids. She came over to him and he'd put his tablet aside then pulled her, wet bathing suit and all, down onto his lap.
"I'm really happy you're staying with me," he said.
"Me too," Ali responded with a bright smile.
Then he kissed her-kissed her on the lips. Just a short peck but it really surprised her.
"That's good," he said. "You run along and have fun while I finish this work." He reached over and picked up the tablet.
At the movie he folded the arm between their seats up and put his arm around her. He was warm and it felt nice. It was while they were eating their burgers that he looked up.
"What's your normal bedtime?" he asked.
"I don't know. Margret usually lets me stay up in the summer."
"OK," he responded. "I usually turn in after the late news."
"So does Margret. Last year she was always studying but now that she's working she watches a lot more TV."
He looked directly at her then. "Alice, I'd like it if you'd sleep in my room."
Ali was suddenly nervous, her heart sped up and she was a little scared. "Margret said you want me to have sex with you."
"You can sleep in your room if you want," he responded.
Alice looked at him. He was a lot older than her sister's boyfriend. But, he was really nice. Then she remembered seeing him earlier and that made her more scared.
"I don't know," she said.
Lewis smiled. "That's fine honey, it's up to you."
When the sports came on, Alice went into her room.
"Lou?" she called. "Can I take a bath?"
Lewis' heart sped up. "Of course honey," he responded. "I left a towel for you on the counter."
A minute later Alice came out of her room carrying her night clothes. She closed the door and Lou heard the water start.
His mouth was dry and his stomach was tight. The water stopped running and he could hear the nine-year-old moving around in the tub. Lou turned off the TV and went into his room. He stripped down to his briefs, then pulled on the gym shorts he'd worn that morning. He knew he wasn't thinking straight when he went and knocked on the bathroom door.
"Honey, OK if I come in and brush my teeth?"
There was a pause. "I guess so," Alice answered.
The room was steamy, there were suds floating in the water. Lou didn't look directly at the naked child behind him as he stood at the sink and the fogged mirror only allowed him to see her head.
Lou washed his face and picked out some pills he took every day-aspirin and a vitamin. He washed them down, then turned around and looked down at the girl.
She smiled nervously up at him, keeping her hands under the water in her lap.
Her short dark brown hair clung around her face and neck. There was water and suds down her front, one of her pink nipples was covered but Lewis could see the other. The water came up just above her belly button.
Without thinking he leaned down and lifted her chin, then he kissed her. He let his lips linger on hers for a couple of seconds before he pulled away but kept his fingers lightly on her chin.
"I'd really like it if you'd sleep in my room tonight," he said while fixing her gaze.
Alice felt really nervous but, at the same time, a strange feeling washed down from her chest to her stomach and then down into her thighs. She felt light headed and it seemed like someone else said, "OK."
Lou stood up and smiled at her. "That's great," he said in a quiet voice. Then he left, closing the door behind him.
Alice sat in the water and wondered what had happened. She was really scared but she was also really excited-sort of like she felt the first time she got on a big roller coaster. She sank down in the water, lifting her knees out, and let her head slip under, just keeping her face out.
The water blocked almost all sound, all there was was a muffled humming from the air conditioner. She sat up, the water trickling around her. She stood up, as she moved around there was a burping sound of her hip against the tub. She stood up; in the mirror she could see herself-sort of with the fog.
She opened the drain, then stepped out. As she dried off she looked at her PJs and panties sitting on the toilet. She dried her hair with the towel, then put them on, then she brushed her teeth.
Lou sat down on the bed and shook his head to clear it. He was even more keyed up now, his heart was pounding in his throat and he felt a little disoriented. His vision seemed super sharp; everything had a hard edge on it. He could taste the adrenaline in his system. With some amusement he realized his dick had shriveled. He took some deep breaths to try to calm his nerves but it really didn't do much good.
Then Alice appeared in the doorway. She was dressed in her pink short PJs. The color wasn't really 'hot-pink' but it wasn't a baby girl pink either. On the hems of the arms, legs and around the collar there was a blue stitched design of flowers. The front was printed with Bugs Bunny holding a carrot with the words "What's up Doc?" Lou was amused that the carrot made a phallus shape pointing down at her crotch. His cock seemed to relax.
Alice bit her lower lip and looked nervously at Lewis.
"Come sit down here," he said, patting the bed next to him.
The nine-year-old came over and sat, then looked up at him with large eyes. Lou didn't say anything, he just lifted her chin and kissed her, the same way he had when she was in the tub.
This time the kiss lingered longer. Lewis almost slipped her some tongue but then stopped, thinking it'd be too unexpected. "Scoot back on the bed and lay down honey," he said instead.
Alice did, sliding up the bed until her head was on one of the pillows. Now she was smiling broadly but she still had very nervous eyes.
Lewis crawled up next to her, laying on his side with his head propped up on an elbow. Again he leaned down and kissed her but, this time, he did push his tongue out.
Alice pulled back with a giggle but then lifted her head off the pillow to kiss him. They both sank down as the child got used to the feelings of French kissing. After a minute or so she turned her head slightly to break the kiss. Lou lifted up.
"I've never kissed like that before," she said.
"French kissing is nice," Lou said, then he leaned down and their mouths met again. His breath and mouth tasted like the mint of his toothpaste.
This time he leaned in to her some and pressed his chest against her arm and his swelling cock against her thigh. Alice responded by turning slightly toward him and raising her arm to put it on his bare shoulder. Lewis was leaning on his left arm and he had his right hand cradling the side of Alice's face.
Lewis gently kissed her, moving their lips together as their tongues made timid advances. He moved his left hand down to her side. The hem of her shirt had risen up some so three of his fingers were against her skin. He slid his hand up outside the fabric onto her flat chest.
Alice drew in her breath in shock when she realized he was feeling her chest. He couldn't feel anything-there was no rise where her breasts would someday grow, not even a tiny nub of a nipple against his palm. Involuntarily he rocked his hips in and pressed his half hard cock against her thigh. He moved his hand up and down some to gently massage the thin muscles of her chest, they barely softened the shape of her rib cage below. He could feel her breathing and even her heart beating through her ribs.
He pulled back and then looked down at her chest.
"Can I see?"
Ali's eyes got even bigger but then reached down and grasped the hem of her shirt. Lou pulled his hand away as she pulled it up to uncover her chest, bunching the thin cotton fabric across her upper chest.
"Geeze," Lou muttered when he saw her.
Ali's areolas were just slightly darker than the pinkish-white skin of her chest. In the middle of them was a pin-head sized nipple. They were completely flat; in fact, they may have even made slight indentations in the white skin. Beneath the skin, Lou noticed a dim pattern of intersecting veins. He followed them up to her collar bones, then noticed the arteries in her neck pulsing with her heart. He looked up into her eyes.
"You are lovely," he said in a low voice.
Alice giggled and pulled her shoulders in with an expression of modesty.
Without thinking, Lewis leaned down and touched the tip of his tongue to Alice's left nipple.
Again the girl giggled, this time shaking her thorax from side to side.
Lou looked up and smiled.
"I want to see all of you," he said as he climbed onto his knees next to the nine-year-old.
When he grasped the fabric of her bottoms, Ali's eyes got huge. He pulled the loose fitting PJ's down and her panties slipped with them, uncovering her hips and the beginning of the rise of her sex. She grabbed the waist band of her blue panties and kept them from coming off. She pulled up on them, pulling the thin cotton fabric tight against her pussy to show a camel toe.
Lewis was a bit disappointed as he worked the pajama bottoms off the nine-year-old's feet but he understood that she was real nervous. He and Alice had always been very close, even before her parents died, but this was a new aspect for their relationship-one that she'd never thought of before.
He looked up at her lithe figure-her narrow hips, straight lines, flat belly and chest. She pulled her top back down and he smiled. Lewis leaned back down onto his elbow and put his hand, again, on her side.
This time when they kissed she closed her eyes and brought her hand up to the back of his neck. Her tongue met his easily.
They necked for a minute or two as Lou moved his hand gently up and down her side and felt her slowly relax. Then, as he moved it down, he slid his fingertips over her hip. The feeling of the rise of her sex was an awesome surprise as his fingers moved across the fabric of her panties. He moved them down to settle them on her sex.
Ali's eyes came open and he pulled back, staring into them. Then she pulled his face back down to hers. He pressed his hand against her soft vulva and slid it down just a bit between her legs. She lifted her right leg, pressing it against his stiff cock, as he started to move his fingertips in slow, gentle circles.
After a few moments she started to grasp the back of his neck and pull his face harder against hers. At the same time her tongue became more active, more inviting and she started to flare her hips to press her sex against his hand.
He also started to unconsciously press his erect cock against her thigh. His dick head was trying to push out from under the elastic waistband of his gym shorts. He started moving his hand faster and pressing harder, then pushed his middle finger and rocked it from side to side, opening her slit under the thin cotton.
He rubbed her clit through the panties and she shivered more, then started humping against him and he could feel the muscles in her thighs tightening. She made a couple of quiet squeaks and suddenly her eyes flew open. At the same time she pushed his hand away with an expression of shock. She half rolled away but then fell back and looked up at him and took a deep breath.
"That's too much," she said with an exhausted smile.
Lewis smiled down at her with a low laugh. "I'm full of surprises," he said in a low voice, then leaned down and kissed her.
Alice raised her head to meet the kiss but didn't offer her tongue.
Lou lifted back up on his elbow and looked down over the little girl. She was flushed pink around her neck. Between her thighs the skin was a little shiny with perspiration.
He took the hem of her top and pulled gently on it. "Take this off," he said.
Part 2