My older neighbor is always outside and watching me when I get home from school. He knows my Mom is at work until at least 6pm. He came over the other day after I changed out of my school uniform and into casual shorts and t-shirt. Shorts were short, and the t-shirt was small and thin, no br@, but I was just hanging out not expecting anyone…

When Tom came to the door and I answered he seemed surprised to see me and the way I was dressed… almost excited if you know what I mean. He said he was trying to move some stuff around and needed someone to go on a ladder and hand stuff down because he had hip surgery he could not do it. He said he would pay me $20 to help him out, and would I mind doing it.

Sure, I can help you. I put on my shoes and locked the front door. He walked with me and said I sure appreciate the help, I just can do it all myself.. We went in his garage and got a ladder and carried it into his kitchen. He had a lot of boxes all over and pointed at the stuff up high on the shelf. That stuff I need to bring down… must have been 20 boxes. He said it is fragile so lets do one at a time please.

I went up the ladder as he was holding it. As I was climbing, he leaned forward and his face seemed like he was sniffing or smelling me near my behind. When I got nearly to the top, I had to lean over a bit, bending over the top of the ladder, I think my shorts were too small and tight, as he was smiling at me and looking at my a$$ cheeks showing… I tried to tug them down, but they would not move and were kind of in my b@tt crack as I was wearing a thong.

I got the first box and was carrying it down the ladder to hand to him, as he reached for the box, I felt his hands rubbing on my bre@sts as he took the box. This made my n@pples get hard and they were poking out of my shirt. He took the box and set it aside and I went up the ladder for another box. Same thing, as I was handing it to him, he reached around the box and this time pinched and played with my n@pples a little.

He smiled a lot, and I could see in his shorts he was excited… so this went on and on, up the ladder, stare at my a**, come down with a box, feel my bre@sts and n@pples. On the 7th trip down, he slide his hands under my tshirt and felt me up again. I asked what he was doing and he said sorry, you are just so pretty and I have not touched Bre@sts in a long time, and yours are so perfect…

I said look, you should not be doing that to a teenager… but I could use some cash. If you tripple my pay, I will show you them and allow you to touch them for only 5 minutes. He quikley agreed… I pulled off my shirt and he greedily reached out and touched both of them. Pinched, licked, and even sucked them…