My name is Alexa. I'm an 18-year-old girl with long, dark brown hair that softly glides to almost my lower back, and light brown, glistening eyes. I have long, dark and thick eyelashes to compliment my bedroom eyes. I was fresh out of high school, exploring the world of college, which. of course, brought on a wide sense of curiosity. Before going off to college (in fact, during my last year of high school) a new family had moved into the house across the street from mine. This family consisted of both a husband and wife, who were the parents of a 3-year-old daughter. I walked over to their house one day after school to introduce myself to find that the man in the family, Nick, was home.
"Hey, there, new neighbor! How are you?" I said, in a friendly tone.
"Good. I'm Nick, nice to meet you," he said with a gleaming smile on his face. Immediately, I noticed him glancing down at my lean and toned body in my shorts and semi-see-through tank top, since it was a scorching hot day. His forehead gleamed with sweat, as he had been doing some outdoor work in the yard.
"I'm Alexa, nice to meet you!" I smiled back.
"Did you just come home from school? I saw you pull into the driveway before."
"Yeah, I came home early today, since I didn't want to die of heat exhaustion in school," I said, slightly giggling.
In this moment, I really took the time to notice how much of a good looking guy Nick was. The first things I noticed were his huge biceps, tan skin, 5 o'clock shadow, and his face, whose features were distinguished and carved. Our conversation progressed, and it soon had to end since I had homework that had to be done.
"Okay Nick, I'm sorry I have to cut the conversation short. I have some homework and other chores to get to. Listen, if you need anything at all, just give me a call. Anything at all," I said, with a lustful look in my eyes, along with a flirtatious smile.
I took a small piece of scrap paper from my notebook in my bag, and quickly scribbled down both my house and cell phone numbers, in my obvious girly handwriting, which I happened to love. We said our goodbyes, and ended our conversation with a friendly kiss on the cheek. I walked up the slanted pathway leading to the street, and quickly walked across to my house.
The next day, before leaving for school, my mom mentioned that she had talked to Nick and his wife, and that they had said that Nick would be coming over later that afternoon in order for me to help him with some paperwork filing. I gladly agreed to help, and hoped to make a move on him, or that he would make a move on me. I walked out the door, in my white shorts and floral loose top, and drove my way to school.
Later that afternoon, I pulled in the driveway, and opened the door of my candy apple red Volkswagen Jetta which I had saved up to buy. After a little more than five minutes of getting in the door, I heard the doorbell ring and immediately knew that it was Nick. I ran down the stairs to quickly open the door, and was greeted by Nick, with a smile and a big box of paperwork. I welcomed him inside my house, and led him to the living room couch.
"So, do you want anything to drink? Water or anything?" I asked.
He replied by saying, "No thanks, I'm good. So let's get to work, shall we?"
"Yeah we should, it looks like we have a lot of work to do!" I answered, giggling and trying to be flirtatious. I started to take files out of the box, and began to organize them by subject or date.
"So... Got your eye on anyone lately?" Nick asked. this really broke the ice.
"No, not really. But there is this guy in the neighborhood that's pretty hot, if I do say so myself."
At that moment, Nick proceeded to form a look on his face that looked pretty jealous. There was completely silence for a few minutes after, not including the nod that he gave me after I made that comment. Although this happened, I caught him slightly turning his head to sneak a peek at me a few times. I had even caught him looking at my evenly tanned and lean legs, which I had previously worked so hard to achieve.
After completing the filing in about 30 minutes, I walked with Nick as he went outside to bring the files back to his house. Before stepping in the door, Nick asked, "Hey, do you think you can water our garden in the front yard while I water the plants in the backyard?"
I agreed with a friendly smile, and turned the hose on as Nick walked to the backyard. As I was too preoccupied with watching him and his muscular, sexy build, some of the water from the hose sprayed onto my shirt, soaked through my bra, making my shirt even more see-through. Nick came back around to the front yard, and immediately glanced at my wet shirt.
"I'll go get you a new shirt, just an old t-shirt," he said this as he looked straight at my D-cup breasts, which were distinctly showing through my soaking wet shirt, "Come inside with me so you can get changed."
I followed him through the front door, and into the master bedroom, where Nick handed me a Nike t-shirt, which still smelled like his cologne. I started to take of my shirt, as Nick turned around and pretended to cover his eyes.
"It's okay big boy, you can look.