It was the spring break of ’98, and my mom had volunteered for me to babysit for our ex- neighbors. A little girl named Jessie, she now lived on a farm near two other farms out in the middle of nowhere. Jessie told me that she was going to go see her “hot” next door neighbor (I was thinking he or so like them). So I stayed near the apple orchard while they checked him out. Later I asked Jessie if we could go play basketball on their neighbors court. So we went to look for their neighbor to ask. And there he was… all 6’2, dark blond haired, blue eyed, 18 year old god- so typically farmboy of him. Paul. oh, Paul.
We played basketball and talked, flirted, until dark and Jessie was mad that I had stole her boyfriend and I told her he wasnt interested. But he came back over that nite to return our ball. He and I talked on the porch and at the end of the nite we had kissed so much – our bodies were practtically begging.
I had to leave the next nite so I was nearly in tears when I went to bed.
Except that I was woken up in the middle of the nite by somebody coming thru the window. We kissed and in the end I gave in and I will never regret the pure passion that was that nite. He rocked my body till I couldnt move and came back for more. Four hours and at least a dozen orgasms later he left as the sun came up.
I never saw him again, and god how I wonder….
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