I run back downstairs as fast as I can. From the door, I can see Jesse at the pool. He is cleaning it. Damn, it's so fucking hot. I check how the cleavage on my bathing suit is, and my tits are on point. When I go outside, I lay my towel out on a chair. When I start to tan, I see someone approach me. It's Jesse. "Hey, I saw you come out. Can you give me a house tour? Your mom is very kind, but she hasn't given me the tour yet." I happily oblige. "That room, right there, is mine. You can come in anytime, just knock first."
We go down over to the guest house, where he is staying. When we walk over, I feel his eyes glaring at my ass. I don't have a problem with it, in fact, I'm glad. Thank you Hallie for Pilates classes. When we get into the house, I show him where his room is. When we walk in, I sit on his bed, hoping that he will at least kiss me or something.
When he walks over, adrenaline rushes through my body. He stands over top of me, so I stand on his bed. He leans in to kiss me, and so I go along with it. It is getting hot in his room, and I'm only wearing a bathing suit. He pushes me against his bed, and he slips in his tongue. He starts to rub my stomach, slowly approaching my little friend downstairs. He suddenly stops and looks around. "I can't do this, not right now at least." We continue with the tour, and I am disappointed we didn't get any farther, but happy with where we got.
Hey, I have until he goes back home to get something to happen.
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The Princess and the Pool Boy
Storie d'amoreLos Angeles's newest teen royalty has everything. A perfect car, perfect smile, hair, nails, everything is perfect. Not to mention the hot pool boy who happens to work on her property. Will it end in flames, or will their hearts lead them to love? E...
