SMUT OF ALL

AGE IS JUST A NUMBER.

"**HAPPY BIRTHDAY AMY!!**"

There was a wave of excitement as everyone joyfully applauded Amy on her milestone of turning 18 today.

She was filled with enthusiasm, for today represented the official moment she could embrace her love for Luis Valderas, a 38-year-old man who she had long admired.

Luis had been her father's business partner for 15 years; however, following her father's accident, circumstances shifted, although Luis continued to support her and her mother.

She roamed around, analyzing the environment, and came to the realization that he was busy and unable to make it.

Amy: Did he really forget that it's my birthday?

She let out a sigh and remained in place, feeling disheartened until a gentle tap on her shoulder caught her attention.

Upon turning, she encountered a tall man, who stood at 6'5", dressed impeccably in a black suit.

"Happy birthday, Amy. You're finally 18 now, but don't get your hopes up, kiddo."

He hugged her, pressing a kiss on her cheek.

In his eyes, Amy was still a kid.

Amy: Luis! I didn't think you'd make it.

She responded with a beaming smile on her face.

Luis: And why's that? I said I'd come, didn't I?

He smiled at her before he continued,

Luis: While managing some business responsibilities, I nearly forgot my commitments, but my assistant's reminder prompted me to come as soon as I completed my errands.

Amy: Thanks for being committed.

She felt a sense of joy as she smiled, grateful that he had come.

Luis: Oh- right, I didn't bring you a gift. Sorry, i was in a hurry and I forgot.

Luis apologized and rubbed the back of his neck, feeling somewhat disheartened about forgetting to bring her a present.

He had been in a rush right after completing his last task.

She smiled and responded,

Amy: That's fine, I wasn't look forward for any because...you are the gift i was looking forward to have here tonight.

Luis: Hah~ very funny. You do know how to crack those crazy jokes.

He chuckled sarcastically and pinched her cheek.

Luis: I'm not a gift, kiddo.  I am just an individual attending the birthday gathering for the daughter of a deceased partner; think of me as a friend.

Amy: A friend... right.

Luis: Yes. A Friend.

He repeated, reassuring the word "Friend".

The word "friends" fails to capture the growing tension that enveloped them as they stood in silence, staring intently at each other.

He made an effort to maintain a composed and professional demeanor, yet he couldn't help but be affected by her stunning appearance in the form-fitting red dress.

Her hair cascaded elegantly to the side, and her natural beauty was accentuated by minimal makeup.

She gulps as he observes her completely.

The significant age difference between Amy, who is just 18, and him at 38, created a considerable gap that made him feel apprehensive and guilty about his feelings for her.