I was home for the day, cleaning up, doing the dishes, reading, and working. It was about 3:30 and the schools were letting out and my dog was restless and bugging me. I hate taking her for a walk, but I wasn't getting anything done with her begging for my attention, so I hitched her lease to her collar, put my shoes on and headed out the door.
The sunlight hit me like a ton of bricks, my eyes adjusted. Blue skies and a crisp autumn wind hit my skin and sent a chill down my spine. I walked to the edge of my driveway and noticed a girl walking down the side walk. Her dark brown hair, the high school uniform, I knew exactly who it was. Rachel. We never really talked, a few words here and there while walking our dogs but she was a work of beauty. I yanked my dog and we walked the other way.
We made our way through the back creek then up an around our street. As luck would have Rachel was walking her dog and was headed straight for us. I needed a line, I needed something to open with, but I had nothing. She edged closer as my dog started to water the neighbours lawn. Rachel was wearing a yellow shirt that showed off her breast's perfectly, and a cardigan on-top. She wore black leggings with moccasins.
I yanked my dog to get going and just as Rachel pasted by she dropped her debit card. Without turning around she kept walking and I yelled to her "Excuse... Uh, you dropped this." I handed it to her. She looked embarrassed.
"Oh, how silly of me!" Our dogs started to wrestle and our leashes got tangled. As we were untangling the dogs she said "So, I see your parents sold the house. Congratulations."
"Oh yeah, haha thankfully! Took long enough but I can't wait to move out." Her breasts were hanging out of her shirt as she touched my arm in a flirting way.
"Thats nice, it looks like a beautiful house!"
"OH, well if you want a tour I'd be more then happy to give you one." She smirked a little. "No ones home right now we can go if you want."
"Sure, its seems like these two can't get enough of each other!"
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I swung open the door into the main foyer as our dogs bolted in and played on the living room floor. Rachel followed in behind and took off her sunglasses. "Wow, this is beautiful!" She looked up at the chandler dangling above our heads. "Oh, wow, your house is really beautiful." We walked around and made small talk.
I grabbed her hand and pulled her upstairs to the bedroom. The stairs creaked as she made a comment about how clean everything was. We toured the upstairs then came to my bedroom. "So this is where the magic happens eh?" she said seductively. "Aha not as often as I would like." I responded.
She ran her hand on my quilt and went for my nightstand reading the book titles on my desk. She asked if I read a lot and I said not as much as I'd like to.