When Heather leaned further into me I didn’t have any choice but to put my arm around her to keep us comfortable. She was a neighbor’s daughter who had a crush on me even though I was almost 8 years older than her 14 years. She worked to keep it a secret around other people but when we were alone it all became pretty obvious to me. She was a very pretty and smart, brunette with awesome blue eyes. She was loaded with common sense mixed with a lot of young girl thoughts and their own silly ways. I had to admit that I did like her a lot and her slender, blooming body was a huge turn on to me. In the just over two years since her family moved in next door, we had all become really good friends. I had also done a lot of spying on her and her mom to take secret pictures, video and m*********. Her mom Hope was obviously her mom since Heather was an exact match her, just a little younger and not as maturely figured. Hope was a very desirable lady. Heather liked the old Twilight movies so that’s what we were watching. There was a brief but hot kiss on the screen and straight out of the blue Heather asked me if I ever thought about kissing her. I gave her soft shoulders a warm squeeze. “Honestly my “Feather”… I think about kissing you maybe a little to much.” She scooched around to see me a little better. “Really? um, why? what?… Do you mean it?” “You know that I don’t lie angel. I really like you a lot but I don’t want to go to jail for acting like a perv making the first move on you because I’m older than you by like 8 years. And, in the eyes of the law you are a minor.” Her eyes were searching mine intently. “You mean it don’t you?” After only a moment more she moved to further face me and put her small hand on my cheek. “I don’t care about our age difference” she said and leaned in and gave me a lingering kiss that I returned. When she backed off she asked about Kayla, my current girlfriend. To me she was more of a steady and s*** f*** toy but I didn’t say that. You know how she is,… I’m more worried about what your parents will do. Probably shoot me and call the cops.” She giggled and looked away for a second. “I’m just not going to tell them and neither are you!” It was my turn to kiss her. Without much effort I was mostly lying beside her on my oversized couch and we were making out. When we broke for air she was flushed and smiling. “Wow um,… She blew a sigh. Um I mean, I’ve kissed before but never anything like that!” I’m a little thirsty, You?” “Yea.” we went to the kitchen. She asked for a wine cooler which was even cool with her parents if it was limited to two with something non alcoholic in between. Me I made a rum and coke. It was almost noon but neither of us was really hungry. Back on the sofa, the movie mostly forgotten we talked and kissed a little and did some hand holding. We already knew most everything about each other ( except private stuff) so we were plenty comfortable together and soon began to make out again. We came up for air again and she told me that no one had ever touched her bare b**** before. And then griped about how small they were. I told her that I wasn’t with her for her body but that I loved the added bonus. She playfully smacked me and we kissed me some more. “Ever seen a guy before?” I asked as we looked at each other. No, but she wanted to. It wasn’t too much longer that we got over our nervous, shyness with a fresh drink and drew cards to get undressed with each other. We were together for a year and a half when her parents were killed and she went to love with her mom’s folks.
