We stop kissing only for a moment to go to my room. Since no one is home and no one will be home until about 3 or 4 and it is only about 10 in the morning we start kissing again after I lock my door. The blinds are shut and the curtains are closed. No one will be able to see what is happening in this room.
Justin pushes me into my bed and climbs on top of me kissing me. I pull off his t-shirt to reveal his muscular body. He then unties my robe, feeling his body against mine. all of a sudden he is grabbing my boob and massaging it. It feels so good. We keep kissing. I start to take off his pants as he is on top of me. Revealing him in just his boxers. And we keep kissing... it feels like an eternity has gone by.
All of a sudden he pulls away. " Wait, wait, wait. We can't do this. I am sorry. I have let this go too far. I love you with all my heart and I need you. But we can't do this now. You are too young," He tells me pulling his jeans back on. " I would really love to do this with you... but I can't."
I pull my robe closed and go over to my dresser to grab a bra and matching underwear. I take off my robe to put them on. He turns away as I put them on.
" I'm sorry. It's my fault too. I shouldn't have done that," I tell him embarrassed. I should be ashamed. I can't do that. He is like 24 and I'm 17 years old. I love him... I really do, but I don't want him to get into any trouble and to lose his job. His job means the world to him just like my parents meant the world to me.
" No, I was the one who started kissing you and to lead you to your room." He turns back to me.
" But I was the one to shut and lock my door... let's just both agree that we can be sorry about what just happened."
" Yeah sure, Can you get dressed now?" He tells this to me as he is looking me up and down with wanting and needing eyes.
" Will you help me pick out my outfit. I want to wear black but I don't know if I want to wear a black dress or black ripped skinny jeans with a black t-shirt and high tops."
" Well let's see all the black dresses you have."
I pull out my dress drawer and lay out all my black dresses on my bed.
" Put this one on. I want to see what you look like in it."
I put on the dress. I forgot I had this one so I never ended up wearing it. Where did this dress come from. I don't remember even buying it. But let me tell you this, you look down right sexy. Like I'd screw me. The way it hugs my perfect hourglass body. MMMMM! And the way there are slits in the sides of the dress.
"I like that one. So let's pick out your shoes."
" Hold on. I think I have heels that will match this perfectly." I go to my shoe closet and sure enough there is the perfect pair of heels. Since this is like a gothic dress and I have spiked gothic heels, it goes perfect. I put on the heels. " How about these heels? Do they look good or is it too much?"
" Those heels are perfect," he stammers his words in awe. He suddenly mumbles under his breath, " god I want to fuck you so hard." Thinking that I can't hear him.
" Okay... makeup time!" I exclaim excitedly as I go and sit in my makeup chair. " Wait let me get my camera. The makeup I am doing I haven't done a tutorial on it yet. And it is sooo perfect."
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The Murder That Changed Me Forever
TerrorA story of a girl who has had a terrible thing happen to her one night. Her parents were murdered and she witnessed it all from underneath her bed. Somehow she had survived she must live with the awful truth of it all whilst not trying to be killed...