Diary Of A Summer Love

June 24 the heat was felt, the sun was burning my cheeks which meant that it was already summer. I arrived in Madrid in the morning. As I left the airport terminal I was amazed by the beauty of the night, I took my suitcase and crossing the street in the blink of an eye, I only felt the strong impact and I was already lying on the ground, I looked forward to see what had happened to me and my eyes saw a handsome, tall boy with several tattoos on his arms. "Oh my God, are you okay?" The boy asked scared and with a shaking voice. - Well you just ran me over I answered wryly - but I'm fine, thank you. - I'm really sorry, I just got distracted for a moment with the phone. The boy took me by my hands and helped me up. - Thanks, I'm ok. The boy got back in his car and drove off. I finally finished crossing the street, looked out over the crowd and saw my father. My dad is a 46-year-old man, with ashen hair due to the contrast of his black hair with his abundant gray hair. With his black suit and a large sign where he said: Ela, he stood out above the other people who were waiting there for those arriving from the plane. I approached him from behind and said: -Are you looking for someone? He turned around and with great enthusiasm hugged me as tightly as he could. "Daughter, how I've missed you all this time," you told me with tears in his eyes. You are very big and very pretty- he smiled with a laugh and wiped his tears from his black eyes. Let's go home daughter. And we got into his car. On the way to my father's house I was totally in love with the great beauty that the city of Madrid had. - Now I see that you were very right when you said that Madrid was really beautiful. - Yes, it is a wonderful city, one of these days I'm going to take you to know the city. I smiled and looked at him - I think it's great. When we got home and I got out of the car, I went to help my father unload the suitcases from the trunk of the car, I turned my gaze to the next house that followed ours and I thought I saw the same car that had hit me when I was leaving the airport I got just a little closer, not too close to attract attention, but my father interrupted me. - Ela honey, our house is this - Oh yeah, I was just looking at the neighborhood, it's so cute - Yes and very calm, let's go inside darling. When we passed, my dad showed me the whole house, it was really big, it even had a pool and my room was upstairs the last one in the corridor, I had a wide view of the other houses around and mainly to the back of the neighbor's house. That night my father cooked magret and after dinner I took a shower and then fell asleep completely, I was exhausted from the trip. The boy with the lawn mower The next morning I was awakened by a noise from a lawn mower, so I got out of bed and looked out my glass window, it was just the neighbor mowing the lawn. When I took a good look at that face and his tattoos and when I remembered the car that I had seen right in front of that house, I couldn't believe that he was the one who had run me over. - f**k!. Can not be. I was too surprised that the boy who had run me over was the neighbor. I went into the bathroom and took a shower, I dressed in a yellow dress with a cut above the knee and let my hair down, I went downstairs for breakfast and found a note on the refrigerator door that said “You have food in the fridge, I come back at night I had an urgent job at the firm ”. I figured my dad wouldn't be home most of the time since he was a lawyer. The mower was still making noise which was significant that the mysterious boy was still there, so I decided to take a chair that was at a table next to the pool and put it on the fence to climb on it and get a good look at it. When I managed to get up, there he was, with blue jeans, a pair of baqueras with a cut above the ankles and his bare chest cut the grass, I just thought Oh my God how good you can see all that sweat falling down his pectorals and his so defined abdomen !. In truth I was melted by so much sensuality. My chair slipped and I fell, which caught the attention of the mysterious boy. - s**t, how clumsy I am When I raised my head he was already walking towards me. I tried to escape but it was difficult he had already seen me. - Hey, who's there. I put the chair back down and climbed up again. - Hello It's Me. He looked at me with a shocked face and smiled with a laugh as he looked at the ground with his hand on his waist and saying no only with his head. - It can't be, are you the girl I hit at the airport? He would tell me by pointing a finger at me and smiling. I answered him with an ironic tone and as if he did not interest me, but he died because he made me his in his mower. - Yes, the same, thanks for the nice detail. - Sorry again, I swear it was not intentional. - Seriously? Thank goodness. I kept saying wryly. - And what are you doing at Mr. Carlos's house? -He's my father, I don't live in Madrid, I'm from Barcelona. And who are you, the gardener? I told him, although I suspected that he must live in that house. - Oh no! This is my home, I live with my mother, although she is almost never there, she is a surgeon and because of her work she is almost never at home. - Yes, I know how that feels, my parents are lawyers. - By the way, I'm Lucas He extended his hand to me and I held mine as well. - Ela, now it is a pleasure and not like yesterday, at the airport. I told him and smiled, he also smiled at me, I sighed internally and I ended up completely enchanted. - Well and what if tonight I invite you to go out and we take a walk to show you the city. At that moment I felt that the world had stopped, but I had to pretend to be interesting and say no. My mind only said "Come on stupid, accept and let that being make you his" - No, I don't want you to run me over again, besides my dad is not at home and I don't know you. - Mr. Carlos has known me very well for years. - I've got to go, goodbye - See you around here I got down from that chair all shaking, that boy made me feel things, and I just thought, let's go back and tell him yes, if you are willing. But I literally stood strong and walked into the house smiling quietly, opened the door, leaned back on it, and sighed. I went up to my room, I looked out the window and he was taking a bath in the pool, I stared from behind the curtain so he wouldn't see me. But it seemed that the universe was against me, he came out of the pool and he was almost totally naked, he was just wearing a white boxer that made everything stand out for him. I was totally excited to see so much of that boy. I lifted my dress, lowered my panties, and inserted my index finger into my v****a, it was completely wet and it felt so good when my finger entered and left my v****a, looking at that so exciting semi-naked boy through my window, I was a virgin. which meant i had never had s*x but my finger felt like a p***s, i ended up cumming and wetting the curtain and glass.