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It was the middle of summer and the days were long and hot, but when I met Isabell, things got hotter.

I was in my mid-thirties when work had become scarce. I had worked in construction my whole life and had built a nice little company for myself. I would travel around and take jobs building garages, and sheds, or doing remodeling. For the most part, I worked by myself and would sleep in a little pop-up camper in the back of my truck. I kept all of my tools in a pull-behind trailer, so I could pull up to a site and basically live at it until the work was complete.

The next job I had was a pretty good-sized cattle shed. It was going to take me a month or two to complete by myself but was going to pay well.

I pulled into the site and found a spot to keep my stuff. As I was cranking up my camper, the farmer and his family came out to say hello. As they approached me I couldn’t help but notice their daughter. She had to be just eighteen years old, beautiful face, long brown hair, deep blue eyes, perfect tits, and very modestly dressed.

I had met the farmer and his wife on several occasions while discussing the project, but this was the first time seeing his daughter. He introduced her as Isabell and told me how proud he was of her because she was about to graduate from homeschooling.

Isabell seemed very pleasant, but also seemed very sheltered. I tried hard not to stare at her, but she had an attractiveness that was hard to ignore. Isabell also seemed to be eyeing me. Her gaze would drift up and down my body when it seemed like no one was paying attention. Even though we both were checking each other out, I never expected anything to come of it.

I got myself set up and the next day got to work laying out the footings. As the day pressed on, the temperature kept climbing and before too long, I took off my shirt. The temperature had to be approaching 90 degrees when I saw someone approaching. Looking up from my work, I realized it was Isabell, and she was carrying a pitcher of iced lemonade.

“It’s hot out here,” Isabell said as she walked up to me. “I brought you some lemonade to help you cool down.”

Isabell’s eyes looked up and down my sweaty body. Her gaze traveled from my six-pack, up to my chest, then over to my large arms before she finally looked me in the face. I gave her a little smile, and she instantly turned red. “Thank you very much,” I told her while wiping the sweat off of my face. “I really appreciate it.”

We chatted for a little bit and I checked out her body every chance she looked away. She had on a nice sun dress that made me just want to bend her over. The tension between us was palpable and I was definitely going to see how far I could take it. We chatted for a couple more minutes before she said that she should get back.

I watched as she walked away and then got back to work, occasionally stopping to grab some of the lemonade. The day eventually came to an end, so I cleaned up and went to bed.

The next day I got up and got right to work. Once again, about mid-day, Isabell came out in a nice dress and brought something cold to drink. We chatted a little longer and I made an effort to learn what I could about her while checking her out. I learned she was single, never had a boyfriend, she didn’t leave the farm much, and that she was being homeschooled by her parents.

As we chatted I couldn’t help but notice how naïve she was to the things of the world. She thought everyone was generally good and could be trusted. Knowing this, made it so much easier to flirt with her. It was like everything I said to her, she immediately consumed, and I could tell that she was quickly falling for me.

Over the next week, she continued to come out to visit me throughout the day, and I continued to sweet-talk her. She hung on every word I said like I was quoting poetry. Every day I would move in a little closer to her, make my flirting a little more personal, and touch her a little more until finally I pulled her in close to me and stared her in the eyes.

Isabell practically melted like butter in my arms, so I went in for a kiss. At the very last second, she turned her head and said, “We can’t. It just wouldn’t be right.” I wasn’t quite sure how I should play it so I decided my best bet was to agree with her. “You’re right,” I said. “We shouldn’t. I’m working for your father and it just wouldn’t be right.”

“I need to get back to work,” I told her as I let her go. She looked sad as she turned and started walking back towards her house. I let her take a few steps before I said, “We should talk more later when I’m not working. Can you come to my camper tonight?” “My parents wouldn’t allow that,” she said looking back at me. “Sneak out then,” I told her. “I can’t,” she said as she resumed walking back to the house.

That evening I prepared myself for her to show up. I didn’t know if she would go for it, but I wanted to be prepared if she did. After getting cleaned up, I put on some relaxing clothes and just waited. After some time, I figured she wasn’t going to show up, so I started getting ready for bed. Then suddenly, there was a knock on my door.

I quickly jumped up and answered it. Isabell was standing outside in some pajamas, so I invited her in. Once she was in, she immediately began to say we should get too close to each other, and before she could finish her sentence, I grabbed her, pulled her in close, and gave her a long and deep kiss.

Isabell instantly quit talking and melted. She wrapped her arms around me, and we began to make out passionately. She was very reserved about where she had her hands, but it didn’t take me long to have my hands on her ass. My dick immediately began to get hard and press out against my shorts.

Continues in part 2

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