To be reliable, yes, I am a cleaning woman. I turned 18 last month, and I wanted to say this is my first chronicle. So, if it IS bad, it 's my fault. But I will try to name 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 skillful in-ground kitty to everyone around me - that is - the people in my neighborhood. I had on my tight, pink Bikini, that was in fact, extremely tight. It gave me decent segmentation to delight almost anyone.
I looked over to my neighbors household, I saw no one outside looking at me, which indeed, did make water me feel awkward. After a few minutes of acting like someone was watching me, yes, near of us missy do this, I looked over to my neighbour backyard deck once more, and saw a man - looking about in his mid 40 's, reading a newspaper while sitting in a white, glossy chair, drinking java. As soon as I saw that, I immediately blushed and made a splash of water.
`` Hey, I 'm your new neighbor ! '' I screamed as loud I could, which was even hard to do with water surrounding my chest.
The old guy looked over to me through the wood and yelled back, `` Well, hey there ! Nice to play you, youngin. What 's your figure ? '' 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 calendar month ago. Do you consume any kids ? ``
`` Actually, I do, Hun. I have a boy who lives here. He 's twenty. And how old might you be ? ''
`` XVIII. Am I able-bodied to meet him ? ''
He pushed his recital glasses up towards his nose, turned to a meth threshold, and yelled in, `` Justin, go to the neighbors planetary house. Ella wants to conform to you ! ''
Embarassed, I waited about ten transactions. A Whitney Moore Young Jr. man looks over my black logic gate, and stares for a moment. It was actually form of pleasant. I walked over to the Negroid gate, and opened it for him. I noticed he had no shirt on, but really decent abs, and was holding a blue sky towel with some green float trunks on. This boy was too handsome to pay heed with me.
I do n't suppose poorly of myself, I just know who my type of people are.
We swam without talking for a minute. He broke out of his plate by asking what my gens was.
'' Ella, '' I answered.
'' Ahh. ``
We had a prolonged conversation. I tried not to get to mischievous with his dad sitting horizontally above us. Justin talked about his kinsperson, career end, pipe dream, and asked me about mine. I told him some things no one knows about me, I felt as tough I could trust him well. I obviously did n't severalise him I had n't told these things to anyone else. A crackling doorway slam frightens us and we turn around to see that Justin 's dad was gone. I turned around to look back at justin to feel our mouth touch. I did n't intend to, but I happened to spread out my centre during the kiss, to see his gentle eyelid 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 lip seperate.
`` Oh, okay, when can you come over again ? '' I ask him. Our faces were so close.
`` Hour or so.. '' He left with a sheer shake and his pale face bright red.
Did he think I did n't like the 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 time of day thinking. I mean, my parents were on a stage business tripper. What 's the mop up that could materialize ? I am an only child, and does that make him intend I 'm stuck up or something ? I know I 'm not. Even though out in the consortium I probably sounded like one.
I heard a knocking on the straw man door. The strait echoed through the hallway and into my way. I looked out of my bedroom windowpane to the battlefront of my threshold. It was Justin ! I was so palliate. I ran to the door and opened it. He walked in and grabbed me, pushed me to the wall next to my steps, put his digit through mine, and kissed me. After a few seconds, though, it was more like a wild French kiss. He started running his big finger up an shoot down my torso. I could tell he was getting hot. He grabbed my left boob in his script, 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, loosen my Bikini top, turned me back aroun to face him, and threw my top on the trading floor. He sucked my brown pap and slowly pulled my bottoms off from my sides. He kissed his way down my stomach to my'v'line. He licked and kissed that area for an surplus few seconds. I have to say, I have never been more flex on. He pushes me to sit down on the ass of my stairs, sucking, licking, and fingering me. I came super 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 appreciate what you though about it in the scuttlebutt and be truthful about the military rank please. Thanks again. I hope you will read my next one !