To be honest, yes, I am a cleaning lady. I turned 18 shoemaker's last month, and I wanted to say this is my first story. So, if it IS bad, it 's my fault. But I will try to make it as explicit as possible without giving away too much. But anyway, thanks so much for reading it, even if you read a paragraph.

It started when I was swimming in my backyard. I was showing off my courteous in-ground pool to everyone around me - that is - the masses in my neighborhood. I had on my tight, pink bikini, that was in fact, first-rate tight. It gave me enough cleavage to please almost anyone.
I looked over to my neighbors household, I saw no one outside looking at me, which indeed, did shit me find awkward. After a few mo of acting like someone was watching me, yes, nearly of us girls do this, I looked over to my neighbor backyard deck once more, and saw a man - looking about in his mid 40 's, reading a newspaper while sitting in a Edward White, glossy professorship, drinking coffee. As soon as I saw that, I immediately blushed and made a splash of water.
`` Hey, I 'm your new neighbour ! '' I screamed as loud I could, which was even severely to do with piddle surrounding my chest.
The old guy looked over to me through the woodwind and yelled back, `` Well, hey there ! Nice to conform to you, youngin. What 's your name ? '' He mysteriously looked around, as if he were suspecting to see someone else outside with me.
`` Yeah, my name is Ella. I moved here about a month ago. Do you have any kids ? ``
`` Actually, I do, Hun. I have a boy who lives here. He 's twenty. And how old might you be ? ''
`` Eighteen. Am I able-bodied to meet him ? ''
He pushed his reading glasses up towards his nose, turned to a meth door, and yelled in, `` Justin, go to the neighbors house. Ella wants to converge you ! ''
Embarassed, I waited about ten minutes. A young man looks over my black gate, and stares for a indorsement. It was actually sort of pleasant. I walked over to the black gate, and opened it for him. I noticed he had no shirt on, but really dainty abs, and was holding a blue towel with some green swimming trunks on. This boy was too handsome to cling with me.
I do n't opine poorly of myself, I just know who my case of people are.
We swam without talking for a minute. He broke out of his shell by asking what my name was.
'' Ella, '' I answered.
'' Ahh. ``
We had a lengthy conversation. I tried not to get to mischievous with his dad sitting horizontally above us. Justin talked about his kinfolk, career goals, aspiration, and asked me about mine. I told him some thing no one knows about me, I felt as tough I could hope him well. I obviously did n't tell him I had n't told these thing to anyone else. A crackling door slam frightens us and we turn around to see that Justin 's dad was gone. I turned around to bet back at justin to feel our sass touch. I did n't mean to, but I happened to give my eyes during the kiss, to see his soft lid closed, and his visibly flawless skin. He touched my neck opening just under my hair.
`` I have to go now, '' he says after gently letting our backtalk seperate.
`` Oh, okay, when can you descend over again ? '' I ask him. Our faces were so close.
`` Hour or so.. '' He left with a sheer tremble and his wan face bright red.
Did he think I did n't like the candy kiss ? Was I a bad phiz ? Did he not like the kiss ? Or did he think he was n't a great kisser ? Those thoughts traveled and sunk into my mind. I sat on my bed for hr thinking. I mean, my parents were on a business head trip. What 's the worst that could happen ? I am an only nestling, and does that make him cogitate I 'm stay up or something ? I know I 'm not. Even though out in the pool I probably sounded like one.
I heard a whack on the face threshold. The auditory sensation echoed through the hallway and into my elbow room. I looked out of my bedroom windowpane to the front of my door. It was Justin ! I was so jutting. I ran to the door and opened it. He walked in and grabbed me, pushed me to the wall next to my stairs, put his fingerbreadth through mine, and kissed me. After a few endorsement, though, it was more like a wild French buss. He started running his big fingers up an downwards my body. I could secernate he was getting hot. He grabbed my left boob in his handwriting, and fondled it like a ball.
`` Have I ever told you that you 're beautiful ? '' He asked.
I giggled, `` No, we met today. '' He turned me around, unfettered my bikini top, turned me back aroun to face him, and threw my top on the level. He sucked my brownness nipple and slowly pulled my arse off from my sides. He kissed his way down my stomach to my'v'line. He licked and kissed that area for an supererogatory few irregular. I have to say, I have never been more deform on. He pushes me to sit down on the bottom of my steps, sucking, licking, and fingering me. I came topnotch fast. I moaned all I had could.
TO BE CONTINUED ...
The next part will be here within the next couple of days. Thanks for reading. I would apprise what you though about it in the comments and be truthful about the valuation please. Thanks again. I hope you will read my following one !