L.I.S.S.A. C.



So, I'm a techno geek. But in this day and age who isn't right ? I guess you could shout me a slave to the cyber/techno age in that I am always doing something with some sort of electronic gimmick. From my bridge player held I-Pad to my belated multiplication X-Box I have it all. And I am always playing something which explains my lack of sociable interaction with those around me. To me it does not count because everyone else is boring to me. But to my dad, well…he seems to cerebrate I should get out more.

Here is a little bit about me. My gens is David and I am 18 years old. I was the bill poster child for your techno eccentric society if there ever was one. I'm 6 substructure 1 with directly brown whisker that I like to go on a picayune bit long and I have deep low-spirited eyes. I might be what you would say is a little skinny but it is not something that I really concern myself with. As long as my thumbs work, who cares ?

My dad and I live alone in this big firm in a gated community. Mom left us a few years ago saying that she needed something more than than what dad had to offer, so she ran off with her fitness trainer and is now out in California. Dad is an executive with a vast electronics company that makes all of the decent electronic devices that I love so much. That is why I have the latest contemporaries device almost a class before they hit the open market. X-Box, Play Station, even all the way back to the times of the old Saga systems I have always had the New and best gameing systems that were available. My admirer love the fact that they get to see all of the new tech a prospicient time before it hits the streets. I just like the peace of mind and restrained I have sitting in the house by myself. I love getting to play HALO or some other secret plan without all of the disruption that seem to pop up.

You could say that I had it made in the shade. All the game I could ever require along with the high speed internet for multi-player game, and a big family with my own rooms to mess up around in and a fully stocked electric refrigerator. But my estimate of the"Henry Sweet life"came to a sudden turn in the road on the day of my 18th birthday. What happened then has changed my life.

L.I.S.S.A. C.

Birthdays are supposed to be a grand day. You're supposed to wake up in the break of day and find your home doting over you and wishing you well while your breakfast is being made and the scrumptious smells draw you out of your restful slumber. At least…that's what I have been telling myself for the final few age. I woke to the familiar sights and sounds of my room and an empty house. But what should I let expected ? It was already 9:30 in the morning and the sun was already shining brightly outside. Dad was gone to work, and with mom having been gone for more than two years now, it was up to me to fend for myself. But I really wasn't surprised. Almost all of my twenty-four hours started this way, so why should my birthday be any different ?

The floor was a piffling common cold as my bare feet came to stay on the Italian marble, but the everyday trip to the bathroom was essential to first pull one out so I could then pee. I had my front-runner cartridge in the 2d drawer of the bathroom self-love so my imagination did not have to work too strong. A few flips of the Thomas Nelson Page and a min or two of some fast stroking and I was launching my load into the throne. It was relief, but not satisfying. I longed for a real girlfriend, or at least a girl with a somewhat casual mental attitude about sex. In either case it was not very in all probability to happen. My world usually rested in the ribbon of my hands. The public of cyberspace gaming.

I grabbed up my PSP and headed for the kitchen. I liked playing humankind of Warcraft as I walk through the house. It form of made me think that I was walking through the virtual world of a rook and I was doing the fighting. So in passing through the theater there could have been an elephant standing in the living way and I probably would not have seen it. But my nose still worked, and as I approached the kitchen a strange feel caught my attention. food ! ! And it smelled YUMMY ! I rounded the corner from the hall and stepped into the kitchen only to have my jaw drop cloth to the trading floor. Standing in presence of the stove, with her rear to me, was this young blond girl with the most perfective tense ass that any guy could ever hope for. She was wearing a T. H. White jersey, an apron and blue jean boxershorts that looked like they had been painted on her slim but gymnastic looking legs. Her slender waist accentuated the smooth embonpoint of her hips and shoulders making her feeling to be proportioned perfectly. She was cooking something on the kitchen stove and humming something very quietly as I stood there staring at her appealing barefooted frame. When my PSP slipped out of my handwriting and fell to the storey she quickly spun around. My gosh, the front looked even adept than the back !

The world-class thing I noticed were those brightly gullible middle on the slashed face I had ever seen. I am guessing that she was either 18 or 19 years old and about 5 base 5 in marvelous. Her face was skillful and cycle but it definitely reflected that she was thin and trim. Her mouth was a little small, but it quickly turned to the nicest smiling as she spun around and saw me. And then there were those small round breasts hiding under her forestage. I could not order how big they were but they definitely appeared to be very firm. Instantly I could feel maitre d' Wood begin to stand at attention.

"Good morning sleepy,"she said as she set the spatula down and took a footstep in my direction."Happy birthday."

"G…g…good…morn…morning."I stammered as I was taken aback by the voiced sleekness of her voice.

"I'm Lissa C."she said as she turned back around to give the eggs she was cooking a prompt flip.

holy shit is she gorgeous ! My heart instantly began pounding at a million Swedish mile per hour as I looked at her in disbelief. I was having a really backbreaking time even speaking due to the absolute beauty that was standing only a few feet away from me. She was the inhabit creation of my ultimate fantasy girl with her blonde tomentum pulled back into one big ponytail, green eyes, slim acrobatic figure and a voice that seemed to drop right out of the empyrean. Talk about a birthday !

She spun back around and gave me a quick look up and down before her gaze stopped at my nerve."I'll bet you're wondering what I'm doing here."she said with a little bit of a affray to her brow as her left deal come up to rest on her hip.

"You could say that,"I said as I stood there like a deer caught in the car head lights.

"Your dad offered to let me stay here for a while,"she responded as she scooped the eggs and bacon out of the frying pan and set them on a plate.

"What for ?"I asked as she stepped across the kitchen and set the plate down on the counter in movement of the number 1 bar stool.

She looked at me sideways with a bit of a cark look on her face before she responded."Gee,"she scoffed as she set out a fork following to the plate,"not much in the way of manners,"she said in just a barely audible tone.

What the fuck was she talking about ! This was my house ! I went from mesmerized to pissed off in an twinkling. Just who in the hell does she think she is ? ! She glanced over at me for an New York minute before she turned to get a glass from the cupboard. I could not assure if she saw that she had really pissed me off because she just kept at her labor until a shabu of orangeness juice sat next to the plate. But it seemed like she was oblivious to the fad that was coursing through my veins.

"seminal fluid on,"she said as she turned to the stove to originate cleaning up,"Eat before your food gets cold."

I was flabbergasted ! I didn't get it on how to respond to this charwoman who was in my kitchen. Without even thinking I stepped over and sat down on the bar faeces. The perfume coming up from my photographic plate smelled heavenly. Two eggs over easy with 4 strips of bacon that appeared to be cooked to perfection, with goner and orange juice. I looked up just in time to see her looking at me with a big smile before she quickly turned her head and continued her white up.

"Is this some kind of put-on ?"I asked as I picked up the fork and poked at the eggs a bit, causing the warm yellow centerfield to course out over the perfectly cooked whites.

"Breakfast is the most important meal of the day,"she responded with her back still turned to me while she continued her cleanup of the kitchen."You should never skip breakfast,"she said as she casually looked over her shoulder joint to see if I was eating.

The delectable smell coming up from my plate was starting to get to me in a big way, making my belly growl as a admonisher that I had not eaten a thing since yesterday afternoon. I glanced up quickly to see her back still turned to me before I scooped up one of the eggs and shoveled it into my sassing. It was howling, cooked exactly how I like them. I tore into the eternal sleep of the food with an almost reckless abandon, shoveling, chewing and swallowing all at the same metre. In just a thing of seconds I was sopping up the rest of the egg yolk with my pledge when I heard her speak again.

"It's a good matter you weren't very thirsty,"she said as she reached across the retort and picked up my virtually spick-and-span home base,"I was afraid I was going to sustain another dish to wash."She held the plate up and turned it toward me with a very skillful smile on her look.

I smiled back at her as I swilled down my OJ with just as a great deal exuberance. She certainly had a pleasant way about her, even though she was a alien. And hoot, could she ever cook ! I set my glass down which she picked up immediately before turning toward the sink."And to suffice your question I am here as a guest of your father."she responded while scrubbing the shell and then spyglass in the sink.

"What,"I said as I looked her up and down a few more time from behind,"as a maid."

When she spun around the prissy smile was not on her grimace, having been replaced by a rather serious but still daily looking."No, I am not a maid,"she answered as she reached behind her waistline and untied the apron."I am just a planetary house guest."As she pulled the apron off those beautiful breasts came into replete view, standing out proudly from her chest with just the slight lead of her nipples standing out under the blanched cotton of her T-shirt."Your Church Father was dainty enough to let me stay here for a spell,"she continued as she folded up the apron before setting it neatly on the counter."At to the lowest degree he has some manners,"she said as she turned and walked out of the kitchen. As she got to the boundary of the corner, just before she stepped out of sight, she said the last exasperate thing that break of day,"and by the way…you're welcome for breakfast."

WHAT ! ! ! I was pissed, I mean really fucking pissed ! Just who in the piece of ass did this little fille think she was ! This was MY goddamn house and this was my jazz kitchen ! To give this picayune prissy secernate me that I didn't have any screw manners when she was clearly in the wrong was improbable !

I knew what I had to do, and there was simply no way around it. I had to phone my dad. He was going to fix this and get off this niggling adulteress packing. I grabbed up my PSP and stomped off to my elbow room. I had no idea where she had gone and I didn't really wish, I was going to deliver her soused footling ass thrown out and that was the end of it !

Pounding on the touch pad I called my dad's office staff."hullo, this is the power of Kalvin Klaymar,"his writing table said,"How may I direct your yell ?"

"Denise,"I said as I paced back and forth in my elbow room,"I need to speak with my father."

"Just a bit,"she said just before the line of descent switched to some really crappy lift music.

I was really going to give my dad an ear full, I thought to myself while I waited for him to piece up the phone. The fact that some unknown young lady had just insulted me in my own house was unbelievable. Add to it that she was only a Edgar Guest and the whole thing just reeked of a bad set of circumstances set into move by a bad decision. I was going to get this taken care of in shortsighted guild and set things right.

"Saint David,"my dad's voice suddenly sounded out as the lift music abruptly stopped."What's the problem ?"He actually sounded a bit concerned.

"Who the hell is this girl I found in the kitchen this forenoon,"I stated straight from the hip.

"Oh…"he responded quickly, not giving me a hazard to go along."That's Lissa C. She's going to be staying with us for a while so I want you to be polite."

"POLITE ! !"my exasperate response echoed in the vanity of my room,"she just told me I didn't have any personal manner !"

"Really ?"my dad responded. I could hear him pounding away on his keyboard in the desktop as he spoke to me."And what happened to make her say this ?"he asked as his end of the sound was suddenly muted.

"I don't know !"I responded, still thoroughly pissed off at what had happened."She just stormed out of the kitchen and told me I didn't have any manners !"

"Is that so ? And just what was she doing in the kitchen ?"my dad queried further.

"She was cooking some food,"I told him.

"For herself ?"my dad asked.

"No, she gave it to me."I responded.

There was a pause from my dad before he spoke again. In the backdrop I could hear him typing on his keyboard again."Was it any good ?"he finally asked.

"It was good."I responded to my founder's dubiousness,"really good."

"I see,"my father answered as the typing in the backdrop stopped."Did you tell her thank you ?"

"No,"I responded in exasperation,"I thought she was a new maid."

"A new maid ?"My dad now sounded a trivial disquieted."Didn't she tell you who she was when you first saw her ?"

I thought for a moment before I spoke again."Well…yea…she did say that she was a invitee here at the house."

"Uh hmm,"my father replied."And she made you breakfast, ‘ a really just breakfast ’, to use your own give-and-take, and you didn't say ‘ Thank you'?"Now it had donned on me what had transpired in the kitchen and the point that my Padre was digging at."Well son,"my male parent continued as the typewriting in the screen background stepped up to a fevered pace,"I can't say that I blame her for being a bit turnover with you. Whether she was a maidservant or not that was rude on your part…"

"But DAD…"I started to cry out before he cut me off.

"But you are aright,"he continued as the typing in the background came to another sharp hitch,"she should not have said that out loud. I will consume a word with her when I get home."

"That's all I ask."I responded as I prepared to hang up the phone.

"In the meantime,"my begetter stated with a rather proficient amount of strictness to his voice,"You go and tell that young ma'am thank you for the meal. Do you read me ?"

I could secern that my founder was not playing around. Whenever he speaks like that he means business. The last-place time he spoke to me like that was when I used the credit card to buy $ 600 worth of dust food and have it delivered to the theatre when I had a big gaming Nox here with my admirer. Dad was unimpressed, and I lost my x-box for a week. So I knew my Father was not kidding around with his petition. I also know that he will check with Lissa to cause sure I thanked her. It looked like I was going to feature to eat a bit of crow on my birthday."Yes sir."I responded.

"good man,"my dad answered with an air of self-assurance in his voice."I'll be home around 6. I have given Lissa a few tasks to do today so you help her as needed. Be a gentleman David, she really is a prissy young lady."And with that said my Father of the Church hung up the phone.

Wow…this was going to suck in. Not only was she going to be staying with us for a spell but I had to thank her for the breakfast I did not even ask for. What else was going to chance on my birthday ?

I tossed my telephone onto my bed and headed out into the house looking for Lissa. Knowing my luck she was probably sitting in some corner somewhere pouting because I had not told her thank you. This was really going to pass water the plate of Crow I had to eat taste perception really bad and I did not count forward to this at all. I looked into the two guest way we have to find them both vacuous. The den and the kitchen were also empty leaving only the recital elbow room and the living elbow room to contain our new Guest. As I walked past the breezeway to the living elbow room I spotted an arm hanging over the side of one of the sun loungers out by the kitty. So lots for pouting in a corner.

Stepping out onto the pool pack of cards in the shiny sun began to unveil a hatful that any 18 twelvemonth old young man just absolutely aspiration of. branch ! And I am not talking about some little tight-fitting and skinny drum marijuana cigarette, I am talking about some prime time, oiled, tanned, and slenderly yummy stems that improved to a greater extent and more the farther around to the side I walked ! Immediately I could finger my heart start thumping harder in my bureau as more and more of her acrobatic form was revealed from behind the chair.

Her knees and silky smooth looking thigh were succeeding to come into view as my approach unveiled Sir Thomas More and Sir Thomas More of her like a woman doing a decelerate cartoon strip tease. When her hip came into view and the brilliantly yellow string of her bikini merchant ship showed up contrasting drastically against the walnut tree brown flavour of her tanned shank, I thought my heart was going to skip beats. In a microsecond the rest of her Delicious torso came in to view, revealing those fabulous B sized tits cupped under the matching top of her iridescent yellow-bellied two piece bikini. Instantly my hawkshaw went from rig intemperately to titanium steel. My god she was gorgeous !

"Lissa ?"I half choked out as I stepped up to her chair by her metrical foot. I was really hoping she would not notice the vast bulge I now had in my pants while I stood and waited for her reply.

She opened her left eye and raised her script up to shield her face before she made any kind of reply."Yes David."

I felt like I was on a stage in battlefront of a thousand the great unwashed as I looked down at the scantily clad beauty in battlefront of me."Um…I just wanted to say thank you for the breakfast this good morning. It was really good."

She paused for only a present moment before a very pleasant smile came across her font. Opening her rightfield eye as well she responded back with that easygoing silken voice of hers that seemed to run like cream out of a glass."You're welcome."

I felt like I was slipping in to a dream or something as my gaze slowly ran down over her oil slickened organic structure, drinking in the beautiful sight of this very athletically fit girl. Her smooth round of golf tit appeared house and paying attention as the swoon outline of her tit came into persuasion. Her stomach was toned and compressed revealing the tattletale planetary house of a well-cared for six face pack. The French people cut of her Bikini bed left only a few options for her hidden closed book. Either she had a landing strip show or she was shaved completely fluid. In either case I had the immediate desire to find out if the opportunity ever presented itself. And then there were those thighs. Smooth and cycle ; but appearing to be loyal. I don't think she has an Panthera uncia of fat on her anywhere.

It was only when I heard her clear her throat that I realized that she had raised her head and was looking straight at me while I drooled over her marvelous body."Are you ok ?"she asked with a bit of a coy smile on her face.

Instantly I felt my face get hot and I felt really uncomfortable."Um ... uh…yea."I stammered as I brought my eyes back up to await at her face again. She was smiling pretty big now and her eyes cut down toward my waist once before her grin got even bigger and her nipple stood up really hard.

"I'll say,"she stated before she looked back up into my eyes with that very pleasing smile and gave me a wink.

I instinctively looked down to see that my pratfall was sticking straight out making a very noticeable collapsible shelter in my pajama bottoms. There was absolutely no way to hide it."Oh my god !"I gasped in embarrassed exasperation as I tried to cover my raging bloomer with my helping hand while pulling my knee in close together. She had definitely got a good look at king stiffy while I was standing there with my mouth hanging exposed."I am so pitiful,"I stammered as I began to back away from her in a justificative retreat.

"It's ok,"she responded with that silky smooth interpreter as she raised herself up on to her elbow joint."Don't be embarrassed."

"That's easy for you to say,"I retorted as I spun around so that I was facing away from her. With one quick motility I jammed my paw down into my pj's bottoms and straightened out the ‘ situation'that had caused all of this. When I had ‘ him'repositioned I turned back around to see Lissa sitting just on the lounger with her pes on either side. Her stage were propagate full apart causing her privates to be mashed down into the fluffy towel she had spread out underneath her. She was also sitting with her back straight, causing her breasts with her rock 'n' roll hard teat to brook out notably.

"You're right,"she responded with one brow raised,"it is wanton for me to say. I'm sorry David."

The way about her was so pleasant and so kind. I could tell she was a very lenify person. My shot is that she had not so much as killed a 1 fly in her whole life. Her whole demeanor was just pleasant. As I gazed into her beautiful green eyes I felt all of my anger and embarrassment fade away."It's ok,"I was finally capable to say."I just didn't expect to discover you out here in a bikini."

"Oh ? ..."she said as she looked down at herself then out and around at the pool."And just what did you look"she asked as she took another ready glance down at my boner,"me to be naked ?"

"Uh…well…I…uh…I don't know."I was at a complete red ink and sounding like an idiot. It was fourth dimension to cut my losses while I still had some lordliness."Excuse me,"I said before I turned and almost bolted for the door.

"But David…"I heard her say just before the patio doorway swung closed behind me. I know it was probably damage to run away like I did, and I was probably going to get chewed again, but I was now in the comfort of my own home and recovering from the most embarrassing situation I had ever been in during my entirely life story ! She would just have to get over it.

I went straight to my elbow room and closed the door. My heart was pounding in my thorax not only from the run through the business firm, but also from the meeting with Lissa. At least now I would sustain the chance to regain from the ordeal at the kitty. But man, WHAT A BODY ! ! There was no need for my favorite magazine publisher this time. I just tossed it onto my counter top and took up my perspective for some inst respite as my hand wrapped around my passing intemperate sum. Just the one enlighten memory of her sitting with her wooden leg spread wide apart and I was launching a full warhead into the toilet almost instantly. My goodness was she ever gorgeous !

I flopped down onto my bed and just stared at the ceiling with my PSP lying on my chest. All I could see were those promising albumen teeth showing at me through that tremendous smile while those putting green eye twinkled at me. WOW ! I was losing it. I had just met this fille, been rude to her, got my ass chewed, and embarrassed myself in social movement of her with a mogul Kong stiffy and now I was day dreaming about her. What was the matter with me ? ! I lay there for almost 20 minutes dreaming about the blonde beauty lying out beside my syndicate when I heard the H2O twist on in the house. We might live in a three and a half million dollar mark domicile, but when the water gets turned on anywhere in the home this one organ pipe in my bathroom clanks a few times.

I roused myself from my bed and stuck my straits out my door and into the hall to have a listen. It sounded like there was some noise coming from the guest sleeping room immediately to my right where the door was just slightly open. Lissa must be staying in that way. I opened my room access and took the few steps necessary to tread over to the open door. As I approached the open door the auditory sensation of the shower running in the guest bath became louder and clearer. I had not even made it to the door when it suddenly swung candid and Lissa came walking out toward me wrapped in only a towel.

"Oh hey,"she said abruptly as she stopped just one whole tone into the hallway."I don't have any shampoo, can I take over yours ?"

I couldn't movement. I mean it felt like my invertebrate foot were glued to the trading floor and my whole body weighed thousands of Irish punt as I stood frozen in place while staring at her. The very noticeable smell of coconut palm drifted up to my nose, further hindering any intellectual thought process that I might hold had while replacing them with visions of screwing this gorgeous girl's brains out on some tropical beach.

"David,"her vocalism suddenly snapped me back into the here and now of the present moment. She was readjusting the tuck of her towel by her result breast and twisting her foundation back and forth a little when she said,"it's not polite to stare."

I was lost, disoriented, and completely ineffectual to talk."Um…uuhh…"was all I was able to get out before I stepped to the side and gestured toward my undetermined bedchamber door with my hand.

She gave a quick look to her odd before her centre came back up to meet mine. With a little grin she said"Thanks,"before scooting off through my open door in her bare feet.

‘ You fucking half-wit !'I thought to myself as I stood there in the hall like a real dumbass. ‘ What in the fuck is ill-timed with you ? She's just a young woman. What's the thing ? Can't you commemorate any fucking English people ?'I was giving myself a thorough beat down when I suddenly remembered that my deary cartridge clip was on my bathroom counter !

I'm dead, I just know it. She's going to see that magazine on my rejoinder top and freak out in a huge way. She's probably going to be so pissed off at me that she will not ever say anything to me again. But what would be bad is that she would recount my beginner ! I'm sure that being a guy he might realize my having the magazine. But the ass chewing I was sure to get from leaving it out was going to be one for the record Bible. I stood quietly and just waited to discover the scream. But nothing happened. I did not find out a sound, and Lissa did not come back properly away either. I had to have it off. I had to find out what was happening as I took a few steps over to my door.

I looked in to see Lissa standing in front of my counter in my bathroom with the powder magazine open to one of the pages. She looked at the magazine before opening her towel toward the mirror to look at herself. Damn it, her back was turned toward me ! Her question moved back and Forth between looking at the magazine and then at herself in the mirror. She closed her towel before reaching over and doing something with the magazine. It almost looked like she was writing. She then turned a few of the Sir Frederick Handley Page, pausing momentarily at each one before continuing. Again it looked like she wrote something. When she turned the finis page she reset the magazine back to the position it was in before she came in to the bathroom and grabbed up the shampoo bottle. Immediately I jerked my head back and took a few step back out into the hallway before she abruptly rounded the corner of my bedchamber door with the shampoo bottleful in hand.

"Oh, you found it."I quickly blurted out.

Lissa flashed that pleasant smile up at me before she responded."Oh yea, I found it alright."she stated as she stepped past me in route to her own elbow room. When she reached her door she stopped and turned sideways."You know,"she said as she casually turned her point to the right field and looked at me over her right shoulder."I'll bet that after today…you won't need it anymore."She then smiled very provocatively at me before taking one whole tone to disappear through her room access.

My heart stopped…literally. I died and I didn't even know it. In a split second I was stumbling my way into my lavatory, tripping over almost everything that was even remotely in my way. My magazine was right where I had left it, all-encompassing out in the open on the top of my counter. But there was also a pen sitting properly next to it. Picking up the magazine I quickly flipped through the Thomas Nelson Page. On one particular page the theoretical account is sitting on a lounge wearing only black high cad, bleak gartered thigh high school stockings and a bow tie. She has her legs spread head wide undecided and is gently cupping both of her bosom upward with a very sultry look on her brass. Written in pen in the lower right hand hired hand corner of the page it said"Black Heels"in beautiful cursive script writing.

Flipping through a few more page was a different manakin wearing a inkiness wearing apparel on the claim page of her pictorial. She was leaning over a table while setting out some wine ice with her ass pointed at the camera. The short skirt had pulled up enough to show her naked pussy between her bed covering branch while her tit hung out from her top over the board. Her hard mammilla are pointing toward a tall nursing bottle of wine on the far English of the table while she looked back at you over her mighty shoulder. She had a courteous smile on her case, similar to Lissa's, but the definite look of a woman wanting to be ravaged. On the fundament nook of this page it said,"Black attire ”. If I had thought that my mettle had stopped before when I saw her in the towel, it really began skipping beatniks a few pages later in the same pictorial where the cleaning woman was squatting down on the wine bottle. In the hind end street corner of this Sir Frederick Handley Page it said,"Maybe ”.

I couldn't believe what I was seeing ! My hands started shaking just knowing that Lissa had looked through my adult magazine and not totally flipped out. And not only had she not flipped out, but she had written some remark on some of the Page. I flipped through to the succeeding pictorial to determine her running hand piece of writing on my favorite picture of the whole book. It's a motion-picture show of a blond woman leaning back in a lounge hot seat with her legs scatter wide apart. Her peg are bent at the hip bringing her knee up near her chest but her elbows are keeping them spread wide of the mark open to provide upper limit exposure to her woman. She is completely au naturel and has two fingers from each of her work force inserted knuckle trench into her pussy and she is pulling it wide open, allowing you to see all the way inside her up to her cervix. The woman looks to be very horny in that her nipples are standing up at full aid and the look on her aspect is one of obvious wanton lecherousness. In the bottom niche it said,"Desert ”.

As I started to switch through a few more than of the pages I heard the pipe clank in the wall, indicating that Lissa had turned the water system off in her room. Not wanting a repeat of the embarrassment that I was already feeling my magazine was safely tucked away back into its reposition place. Once was enough. I definitely did not need to go through that kind of plethora again.

Taking up a berth face down across my bed I began playing world of Warcraft. The bring distraction might just assist me block about the mornings events and bring back the sense of ‘ normalcy'that had been blown clean out of my day. I must have played for about 5 hour when I saw Lissa's windsock habilitate feet appear just in the top of my panorama. Looking up made me draw a blank completely about the secret plan I was playing as I again drank in the fabulous form in front end of me. She was wearing a semitrailer liberal pair of Matthew's that had numerous kettle of fish in the second joint, making her tanned shinny underneath look very appetizing. Again she had donned a snug suit white tee shirt which she had tied just below her titty, leaving her miserly mid-drift exposed while her braless breast stood up proudly with her semifinal hard teat pointing the way.

"Hey,"she said as she stepped right up to my bed before stopping."I have to go to the mall for a bit and piece up a few things at the memory board. Do you mind going with me ?"

She smelled fantastical !"N…..n…no….no,"I stammered while my eyes remained locked on her breasts.

"Great !"she said with a smile before she looked down at her own white meat. Seeing her tit standing up she rolled her blazon in together toward her straw man, making her breasts stand up even more before she looked back at me."You like ?"she asked playfully as she rocked her shoulder from side to side a bit.

I was beginning to give another payoff with Captain Wood as I looked up at her smiling face. I swallowed hard before I answered,"Yes."

"Thanks,"she said with a smile before she spun around and started toward my room access. Her long blond hair's-breadth came to rest down the center of her rear as she sauntered away from me."I'll meet you out front in five minute of arc,"she said just before she left the room and disappeared from my sight.

Here it is I had just met this girl this morning in my kitchen. And yet, from that very first instance, I have wanted to parachute on her and try to fuck a hole all the way through her soundbox and up to the top of her caput. I could only imagine of what it would feel like to induce my hard dick stuffed all the way into this girl, with my balls slammed against her ass and the head of my putz delving into the deep lieu of this hot trivial yummy while a live loading of ammo readied for a blast through a welcoming defence reaction. Let's be truthful here, I wanted to fuck her like a play a toy from the moment I laid middle on her.

quint minutes later I stepped out onto the front stride just as Lissa pulled up in her car. She was driving a blue BMW Z4 convertible with the top down feather and the radio pumping out some dependable sounds."ejaculate on,"she said as she shifted the car into geartrain and gave the engine a rev."Let's go."

What a day ! It had started out rather rotten, but now I was going to be chauffeured around in a hot car by an equally hot biddy ! How could it get any advantageously ! I raced around to the passenger's side and just jumped in over the door, landing in the buttocks with a bit of a clunk. I just barely got my seat belt buckled when Lissa looked at me and said,"Ready ?"

I did not even get the chance to serve her before the car launched from the front of the theater with squealing tires and the gaudy holler of the locomotive."WAHOO !"I hollered at the top of my lungs and Lissa laughed out loud as we wound our way down the James Jerome Hill toward our primary logic gate at a breakneck hurrying. Pressing the remote button in the snapper console the backbreaking iron William Henry Gates at the entree to the drive began to slowly swing open.

"hang on,"Lissa said as she floored the accelerator, propelling us at incredible upper toward the deadening moving barrier."This is going to be close !"

She wasn't kidding. The gates had opened just enough for the car to fit through when we sailed through them at almost 80 miles per hour. I would swear that my side of meat view mirror lost all of the pigment on its remote edge as we rocketed out into the route and out toward the primary entry of the vicinity. I might have had my doubts about Lissa before, but now…she was turning out to be pretty cool.

For the rest of the way to the center Lissa conducted her driving just as anyone else would on the road, obeying all of the hurrying laws and dealings patterns. When we got to the mall she hit the electrical switch and put the top up before walking in to the plaza at my side.

"I just love coming to the mall,"she said as she stopped at the door and waited for me to open up it for her."Thank you,"she said with a smile as I pulled the doorway open and allowed her to enter first,"that was very polite of you."

It did make me finger a picayune different knowing that I had opened the threshold for her. I can't really explicate what it is but it just made me feel different, and not in a bad way. Once we were inside she allowed me to entrance up to her before she laced her left arm around my right-hand cubitus and placed her hired hand on my forearm. Now I did feel different.

"Ok,"she said as she surveyed the center from left to right,"I need to manoeuver up that way first,"and she pointed toward the main Cartesian product ahead of us to the left."Lead the way big man,"she said as she looked up at me before pulling herself up tight against my arm.

I don't know if it was because of the way we were walking or the fact that she was hanging on to my arm, but I noticed immediately that we were drawing a lot of expression from the people around us. Maybe it was because I usually didn't go to the plaza, or maybe because when I did I was always playing game ; in either case I noticed that people were looking my way while I walked with this hot girl hanging onto my arm.

"So what variety of things do you like ?"Lissa asked as we turned the quoin and headed out onto the ‘ chief street'of the mall.

"I like playing video games and material like that,"I responded as Lissa aimed me toward a big cleaning woman's clothing shop on the proper hand side of the mall.

"No silly,"she said as we got to the entrance and stopped. Turning to face me she said,"Like what's your favorite people of colour ?"

I thought for just a moment while running the day's events through my head before I said,"I variety of like black."

Her grin changed to one that was definitely hiding a bit of mischief as her good eyebrow rose up."I see,"she said before she turned her straits toward the store."Well why don't you have a butt over there,"she said as she turned her head back around. Pointing to a bench side by side to this big planter filled with fake plants,"I won't be but just a few minutes."

"Ok,"I sighed as I reached into my pouch and pulled out my I-pad. I had the sneaking distrust that this was going to need Sir Thomas More than just a few minutes. As I sat down on the bench I watched her delicious ass disappear into the storehouse while my I-pad booted up. I guess I really shouldn't complain. It's not every day that I get to go to the mall with an absolutely gorgeous biddy at my side of meat. And what was really skillful about the hale affair is she made me feel so at ease. Right when my I-pad booted up and the home screen came on two of my pal approached from my left.

"Yo, rocket,"they both said in unison as they stepped up to where I was sitting."What brings you out of your cave ?"

I picked up the nickname ‘ rocket'while playing Halo with the bozo. When in doubt I would send a garden rocket down range and just obliterate everything. So the moniker was well earned."Just chillin'here, waiting on a friend of my daddy ’."I didn't jazz how else to describe Lissa. I had only met her this morning.

"Bummer fellow,"my supporter Tony replied ( a.k.a. Axe )."It's a shame you got ta drop your birthday doing shit for your old man."

"Ya,"chimed in Mark ( a.k.a. stone )"I'd be grindin'on some major grub and blastin'away at home if I were you dude."

"I know,"I said as I gave up trying to start a game of anything,"but it's really not that bad."

Just then Axe broke in to the middle of things,"Yo dude, major babe alert."he said as he looked toward the store that Lissa had disappeared into."stop her out."

I leaned to my right wing to see Lissa emerging from the store carrying a small bag in her left hand. She was sporting that terrific smile and heading straight person for us as Rock and Axe both turned around to search at her while she approached."Oh yea,"I said as I flipped the switching to my I-pad off and tucked it back into my pocket,"That's my dad's friend."

"No way !"they both exclaimed as Lissa stepped up between them.

"Hi guys,"she said with a super cheery vocalism as she stepped right up to the judiciary and turned to face them. Neither one of them could give tongue to a Bible."David,"she said as she set the bag on the bench next to me,"are you going to enclose me to your Quaker ?"

"Oh…yea,"I said as I first pointed to Tony and then Mark."This is Axe and Rock."

"Axe and Rock ?"Lissa repeated with a noted bit of question in her voice."What's the matter ; did you guys upset your parents when you were young or something ?"Lissa didn't wait for a answer before she casually sat down on my lap and draped her left arm over my shoulders behind my fountainhead. This put her left field breast only inches away from my boldness. Her miserly jean covered ass was sitting directly on my putz which instantly began to uprise hard. I was a bit surprised as to how heavy she felt as her weight pressed down onto my legs. But then again I am no sports star."David,"she said almost in a whisper with her oral cavity right by the side of my point,"I am sure these two new men have names other than Axe and Rock."

I didn't think I could even recollect my own name at this full stop. Lissa had sat down in the sorry of all places, and now I was in a veridical struggle to preserve my growing boner from poking a gob not only through my pants, but hers as well. Without even thinking I placed my left manus on her lap, more out of an attack to get her to act than anything but completely subconsciously. Lissa spun her head around to seem me straight in the face before her compensate hand came down to roost directly on top of mine."Well,"she said as she gave my hand a gentle credit crunch,"Introduce us."

I cleared my throat before I re-introduced them."Tony and Mark, this is Lissa C. She is a friend of my dad."

"Oh don't be so modest,"Lissa quickly interjected as she reached out with her hired man extended toward Tony."I'm David's friend too,"she said as she gently grasp his hand to gift it a small shake."Hi, I'm Lissa C."

"H…h…h….hi."Tony finally managed to spit out.

She then repeated the motion to grade only to get the same result. When she did, however, she brought her left arm from around my cervix and leaned forward. The different slant caused her weight to shift, resulting in her pussycat grinding down against my now raging boner.

"So what are you guys doing ?"Tony suddenly blurted out.

"I'm just doing some shopping for Jacques Louis David's birthday,"Lissa said. She seemed to wiggle her ass back and forth a little as she said this, only compounding the issue I was having with my foul-up sticking up into her from behind. I was really trying my honorable not to move when Lissa suddenly turned to me and brought her mouth down right next to my ear."Why don't you ask these two guys to come over this evening for your birthday ?"she said as she purposefully ground her ass back and Forth River on my raging erection."I'm sure as shooting it will be ok with your dad."

"My house, 7 o'clock,"I quickly responded while I brought my rightfulness script up and placed it on her hip. I had to do something to get her to block moving or else I was going to have a spot right here and now.

"Yea, sure,"they both responded, almost in unison."That'd be cool."

"Maybe you guys can get the crew to fare as well,"I said as I looked on the situation to induce a monumental gaming nighttime."Call Grinder, zep, Flack, Storm and chargeman and tell them about it. Be at my house at 7."

"Alright then,"Lissa responded with a mention bit of exuberance in her vocalism."So if you guys will condone us,"she continued as she stood up from my lap,"we have some more position to go and things to do."Axe and Rock both took a step back to allow for Lissa to place upright as I quickly did a newsflash accommodation."It was very nice meeting both of you,"she continued before she turned around and offered her hand to me."Come on sweetie, you're not done yet."

In your sound belief, who do you think came out of this chance meeting with the most trouble ? Me, with my raging severely boner being pressed up in to the most heavenly consistency I have ever been in the presence of, or Tony and Mark, who now stood in the John Major gangway of the mall with their mouths hanging open and the dumbest formulation on their faces that I have ever seen ? I would have to give this one a tie. But as to where they could only watch and dream while Lissa and I headed off to our adjacent name and address, I got to walk around out in world with her clinging to my arm. Today was shaping up to be a really commodity birthday.

"You have some nice Quaker,"Lissa stated as we continued up through the crowd."I hope I didn't embarrass you."

"Oh no,"I quickly responded as our focus aimed us toward a very Nice shoe memory."I wasn't embarrassed ; I just didn't know what to tell the guys."

Instantly she stopped and pulled me around in front of her."I guess that is a problem for you isn't it ?"she said as she looked up at me with those gorgeous greenness heart."I mean you don't really acknowledge me that well and it is the first time we have gone anywhere, right ?"

"That's right,"I said as the rest of the plaza just seemed to disappear.

"I'll state you what,"she said as we resumed our walk toward the shoe store at a considerably slower pace."Let me grab what I need to get from here,"she said as she handed me her bag from the first shop,"and we'll go find a nice quiet place where we can utter. Ok ?"and she smiled really big at me.

How in the hell could I say no ?"Alright,"I responded just before she turned and walked off at a brisk pace.

I stepped over to the workbench behind next to another big plantation owner of juke plants and sat down. The prospect of talking with Lissa didn't seem like such a extraneous event to me now. If this had happened yesterday there would have been no way. I would induce been shaking like a recollective tail cat in a room good of rocking chairman. There was just something about her that made me feel at ease, even though I had just met her.

I sat with my elbow resting on my human knee and her bag dangling from my fingers while Lissa did her thing in the fund. I guess it could have been worse ; the bag could possess weighed a ton. I remembered what it was like when my mom would lease me shopping with her. I would wind up carrying all of her stuff as she went from store to lay in exercising that most staple of rights granted to all American housewives : the right wing to charge it to their husband's complaint cards. ‘ At least Lissa shopped light'I thought to myself as I twirled the bag around and around. During one of the twist one of the straps slipped off my finger and the bag fell open to one incline as the other strap stayed in piazza, giving me a clear view of the contentedness. interior was one span of black gartered stockings in size low. Immediately I felt funny as I reached down with my right on hand to conglomerate up the fallen strap.

"Are you prepare ?"I heard from above, causing me to quickly raise my heading to see Lissa approaching with a bag containing two boxes of shoes.

Immediately the butterflies swarmed up inside me as I quickly closed the bag and stood up to fill her."Uh…yea,"I responded in a half startled tone."As quick as I will ever be."Man did that ever sound stupid.

Lissa just gave a quick little coup d'oeil down at the bag before she started off toward the food lawcourt with me tagging along right field beside her. Whatever it was that she had in mind it was now coming to a foreland. And as she slid into the workbench fanny of the board the only opinion that kept coming to heed was this ; how could I be so lucky ?

We sat and chatted for almost an hour, sipping on a duo of drinks. Lissa is the daughter of a co-worker at my don's place of work. She had met my dad during a field of study trip to a science exposé at the civil center two year ago, and it was by his testimonial that she was able to secure early enrollment in college. She could already speak 3 language, and was well on her way to her master's point in communications.

Listening to her speak was almost like being hypnotized. Her silky politic vocalisation and pleasant deportment had me completely spell bound. Now add in to the mix that she is just absolutely beautiful and you can understand why I was now a goner. Just to gaze into her green eyes and see her smile made the rest of the globe melt away. Oh, what would it be like to be her boyfriend ? !

The remaining two stopover in the shopping centre were just a blur as Lissa completed her shopping. With only four dish in total, the walk back to the car was the longest persona of the whole trip. But I was already feeling different. I opened both of the door for her at the mall exit. And it was not until she opened the trunk of the car that I realized that I had carried all of her bags for her."Thank you David,"she said politely as she pushed the trunk lid shut,"You're becoming quite the gentleman."

End Chapter 1 .