Good little girl

Part 1, if you like it, Ill write part 2 🙂

Looking back I can see that I was conditioned for this life, in fact the word trained comes to mind. I grew up in a very loving home, very protective and very controlling. I was never allowed to dress trendy or like a teenager, I was always dressed by my nanny as if I was still a child. I was most certainly never allowed to spend the night out, even for slumber parties. When I would ask why I was different, my parents would simply say I was being raised for better. I lived in an expansive home on the water, with every luxury imaginable. By the time I was 14 my body started to develop. I was 5′ and about 95 lbs with light blond hair and green cat shaped eyes. I had always been dropped off at school by a nanny or my mother but as soon as I asked if I could go to the movies with a boy my age, my father absolutely changed the house rules. I was to now only be driven to school by a new name driver but he was to supervise any after school activities. I quickly realized when Scott spoke to me on the field one day that this “driver” was more of a body guard. He quickly escorted Scott away from me and not only did he not try to speak to me again, but no other boy did as well. When I became a Junior in high school I was approached by the cheer coach to join the squad, I went home and asked my father. To my surprise he said yes, with one condition. I was to never go on the school bus to games and had to always be attended by my driver. I was so relieved to be able to have some normalcy that I agreed and was happy for the distraction. I had always been a straight A student, except for math and since I was a good girl My parents informed me that I was going to have a lavish 16th birthday. I quickly gave my parents my list of friends I would like to attend and I couldn’t wait for the big day! When I walked into my party I was thrilled and elated to see all my school friends and family. My parents had some of there usual friends from the yacht club along with some associates of my father I had never met. My father brought me over to meet them and as I walked up I quickly noticed one of the men, he was very debonair, 45-ish with dark hair and piercing eyes. He was introduced to me, as I gave him a kiss on each cheek as I was taught, I thought for a brief moment that he smelled my hair. His name was Emanuel, he was from Mexico City and he had a strong accent that sounded more french then anything. I went back to my friends and after cake I opened up my pile of presents. When I thought I was done, I stood up and made my rounds hugging everyone and thanking them, I went to my parents table to thank them for this unbelievable night. When I got there Emanuel was standing and my Father told me his partner had a very special gift for me, I turned towards him with a smile. He simply held up a small box, I walked over to him and opened it. The box contained one single key, looking similar to my moms Mercedes laser key, I quickly put two and two together. He had bought me a car, this complete stranger with the menacing eyes. He took me by the hand and said he would show me himself. There in the four seasons valet driveway was the most beautiful car I think I had ever seen. He put his hand to my lower back and kissed me on my cheek, I said thank you sir. He very quietly whispered in my ear “Its my pleasure”. As I sat down in the car, I realized it was a 6-speed manual transmission. Emanuel had sat down in the passenger side and my father was standing outside the drivers side door. My father poked his head in and said looks like my friend will be coming over to give you driving lessons, if its not too much to ask Emanuel? No of course not, he quickly said, how about Saturday morning, we can make a day of it. That night as I fell asleep I couldn’t help but think about how wonderful my 16th Birthday had been. Saturday came very fast, I kept visiting my new Aston martin in the garage, I couldn’t wait to get behind the wheel. My nanny dressed me in a very pretty pink polo dress with green flat shoes and a green cardigan sweater tied around my shoulders in case I got cold, my hair was up in a pony tail with a ribbon. I am not sure what time Emanuel arrived at our home, but when I was dressed and came downstairs he was there with my parents having coffee and discussing something that stopped the second I came into the dining room. I quickly bounced over to my parents and gave them a kiss, and when I got to Emanuel I stopped in my tracks “Is it time to go, I asked” I’m very excited I told him. Yes, my dear anything you want, we shall leave and not be back until you are ready. I looked over to my father thinking he was going to have something to say, instead I found a smile on his face and he simply said “Have fun baby” When we got to the garage to get in the car I realized my driver was no where to be found, I must have looked distressed because he asked me what was wrong, I told him how my father didn’t allow me to leave the house without my driver, and he just laughed and told me to get in the car.
We had a day full of him driving me around, telling me the basics, we had a picnic on the beach and watched the sunset over the pacific. I grew to enjoy my Saturdays with Emanuel and he never missed one, always spoiling his baby and he called me and when I would thank him he would always say the same thing “Its my pleasure”. By the time I was about to graduate I had gotten very close to Emanuel and spent almost every moment of the weekend with him. He always had a full agenda for us and there was never a dull moment, he even let me pick a home for him to buy, it was perfect and he told me I could decorate it. I had finished Cheer practice and asked my driver if I could please stop at Emanuel’s house so I could help pick out the kitchen counters and he took me directly there, secretly I think I wanted him to see me in my cheer uniform. As I walked in, threw down my backpack and started towards the office I think I surprised him, as he didn’t speak for a moment. I ran over to him and sat down on his lap “Are you happy to see me?” I asked with a smile. Or coarse baby, he said and then I felt something I never had before, as I did, I froze staring at his lips. I cant tell you exactly what happened next, it was all such a blur. Emanuel picked me up and placed me on his desk, he then stood between my legs and with one hand on my lower back and the other behind my neck he kissed me. His breath was sweet with mint and liquor. For the first time in my young life I was getting wet. He kept kissing me, more and more deeply. Then he guided my body so I was laying back and with one swift movement his pushed aside my cheer bloomers and my panties.