I opened my eyes, squinting against the light pouring through the window at the foot of my bed. My purple pastel curtains parted to allow the bright rays of sunshine into my room. I drew back my quilt and lay there, admiring the images given off by my glass jewelry box my daddy had given me when I was a child. I smiled as the colors danced across my ceiling. My thoughts drifted away. I imagined Billy walking through my door, smiling at me. Oh what I would give for him to embrace me. To take me in his arms and hold me close. Oh what I wouldn't give to look into his eyes. He leaned in, caressing my cheek as his lips met mine. His tongue parted my lips, meeting my own. Our tongues swirled and danced around each other, engulfed in passion. My nipples stood erect beneath my nightgown, my pussy growing wet as his hands roamed my body.
I opened my eyes, being drawn suddenly back to reality. I sighed deeply, longing for the gentle touch of another. But no, I was alone in my bedroom. A deep sigh escaped my throat.
"Great.." Twas no surprise to me that I had become aroused. He always had that affect on me. Billy Jensen was his name. He was the center of my sexual desire. When he entered my thoughts, I couldn't help but imagine him touching me. Often times, I touched myself, thinking of him. If only he knew.
I shook my head, as if shaking the thoughts from my mind. There was no way he could know. I would willingly die before revealing to him my secret.
I swung my legs over the side of the bed. My reflection in the mirror across from my bed stared back at me. It wasn't that I was unattractive. Indeed, I was very pretty. My thick blonde hair flowed freely over my shoulders, framing my oval shaped face. My deep brown eyes where somewhat of a chocolate color. My lips were full, and glistened in the sunlight as I ran my tongue over them. I rose to my feet slowly to further examine myself. A smile spread across my face as I lifted my nightgown up a bit to reveal my well toned abs. My hand made it's way to my hip, sliding it along my curves, and down to my ass. My ass was tight, and I loved to show it off.
After admiring my buttocks over my shoulder my free hand roamed freely over my tummy and under my nightgown to my chest. I fondled my right breast. Then pivoted to face the mirror again. My nipples were still hard. I lifted my nightgown up to reveal my breasts and slipped it over my head. It fell to the floor to form a pile at my feet. As I stood before my mirror wearing noting but my white bikini style cotton panties. The contoured lines of my pussy lips were visible through the moist material.
Just then, the door swung open. Standing in my doorway, was a tall man. He had broad shoulders, obviously. He wasn't what I'd call fat, but buff, rather. He was a big man. Very muscular. His sandy blonde hair was cut just above his ears. Strands were hanging in his blue eyes. Oh, his eyes. They were so deep and mesmerizing.
I gasped, reaching frantically for anything to cover my exposed body.
"Who are you? Oh my god!"
He took a step in my direction, holding a thick finger to his perfectly contoured lips signaling for me to remain silent.
"My name is..." He started to explain.
"Why are you here? What do you want?" I interrupted him, clutching my nightgown to my breast.
"An apprentice of your father...relax.."
The tone of his voice did indeed, help me to relax. It was so gentle. Could it be that he was the man that I'd be wishing for? Had he been sent to me to fulfill my every desire? Was it possible? A thousand questions ran through my mind as I stood there gawking at him. Unsure of weather to be afraid or not. My thoughts were interrupted by the sound of his soothing voice.
"Your father sent me up to wake you up..." He stood there blushing. "..But I see you're already awake.."
I nodded, shyly. Unsure of what to say.
"He said he had a few errands to run...and that I was supposed to see that you were ready to dine when he returned."
Again, I nodded.
"Indeed I shall be ready." I responded, "In due time."
"I was actually hoping that we could...get acquainted before your father's return..." He admitted to me, shyly, "I've seen you around. And I must admit...you've intrigued me.."
