I was nearing the end of high school and had just turned 18. I was still a virgin, mostly by choice. None of the guys in my year group ever interested me. Maybe it was because I had grown up with them and they all still seemed to be quite immature. I would never openly admit it, but I knew that I was pretty. I was 5ft 4 and 120 lbs, had long wavy brown hair to match my light brown eyes, I was slim with a perky butt and perfect C cup boobs. Boys were always chasing after me, trying to be the first to enter my pussy. I liked the attention, but my gaze was always directed towards older men… like the man that I babysat for.
Mr Pearce was a single father in his 40’s but looked much younger than his age. He had dark hair cut short around the back and sides, but he liked to leave it a little messy on the top. His skin was a dark tan which outlined his muscles perfectly. He liked to keep himself in shape, I knew this because of the indoor gym at his house. His eyes were blue like the deep sea… easy to get lost in. His face was very chiselled with high cheekbones and a strong brow, he always kept a five o’clock shadow. He was a very handsome man and I always struggled to keep my eyes off of him.