Tears of Joy

She was only 15 years old when we first met and I was 28. She was so cute with nice eyes, the most beautiful lips i had ever seen, packed slender bums, and very small boobs. She was still a minor and i kind of neglected her. She was coming in for holidays in the neighborhood. I am a man of great integrity and could not involve myself with a teen as the age of consent is 18 in my region.

She picked great interest in me as I brushed her off because I knew the consequences if things got awl but as a man, i did not remain the same. She was always alone and would always drop in my compound for a little chat about life. She was so lonely because her mother was always busy with work including weekends. So our friendship grew every holidays she used to have once a year.

The first holiday I was okay, but when she came for the second holiday, things began to disturb me. Remember now she was 16. I tried to resist thoughts about her but somehow failed. I started missing her looking forward to the next holiday. I even started counting down days to her coming and there she was. 17 years old now, more beautiful slowly becoming a real woman.

Of course, she asked whether i missed her and I denied. I was 30 now but had even failed to settle in any relationship. All I could think of was her. I even mistakenly called her name to another 28 years old blonde who instantly gave me a slap. Good enough she did not know her because this blonde would have searched her down and cause havoc. Holidays used to take 2 months and we could talk everyday.

My feelings skyrocketed, I started feeling I had something to say to her but could not dare. She one time asked me whether I wanted to hug her and I refused, but she went on and hugged me. I felt real butterflies running from my head to the toes. I felt her soft body for the first time and the same time I felt her pointed sharp nipples touch my chest. It took like 30 seconds but my p... became rock hard in an instant and am sure she felt it. She was thanking me for always being there for her during her lonely holidays.

The night after that hug, I had to masturbate all night calling on her name softly. I made it a routine and that is the best I could get at that time. I gave up my rocky relationship, after all it was full of fights and now concentrate on masturbating as if she was around.

We never kept in touch but she knew my mobile number by memory. She did not own a phone and i cautioned her never to use her Mum's phone to call me. So we never contacted each other until when holidays start and we meet. On her 19th birthday, she gave me her first call and confirmed that she was coming this time not for holidays, but rather relocating to my neighborhood. I was very excited and happy inside but did not show any sign.
This girl was now driving me crazy, I even bought her a bracelet just to welcome her into my area.

Time came, she was there in my compound, calling me to get out of my house and greet her. Oh My God, she had changed her hair, dressed to kill in a black and red tight dress, high healed shoes, completely different but with the same old smile, voice and lovely eyes. I saw her and my heart skipped for a second, I was lost, I gazed, I stammered, I got uneasy, I was confused and I became completely speechless for a good minute.........
To be continued
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