My first time and his dad

I remember it very well
I was 12 and he was 18 he was a contractor’s son (we’ll call him Steve) and he himself was in the police academy. His dad (we’ll call him David) was a friend of my dad’s and that’s how we met I never knew that it would turn out the way it did.
It was October and it was unusually warm that year. I had stayed home from school and he had called me. Now I may not have been gorgeous at that time because I happened to be about a foot taller than the other girls my age (I was 5’10”) but i was relatively fit and muscular from playing softball and I had an extremely dark tan. My parents joked that I could have been a Native-American with my long dark brown hair and dark brown eyes. Oh and it didn’t help that I was already in a large C cup by that time. I developed really early.
So he called me and I left because my mom wasn’t going to be home until 8 and my dad wasn’t either and my brother was off at college so I pretty much had the house to myself. He picked me up and we drove around talking and he asked me if I’d like to go back to his house and I told him “yes”.
He told me his dad wasn’t going to be home until late because he was pouring concrete. Now, as I can remember he was hot. He was tall, brown haired and blue eyed.
As we were watching TV in his room, he leaned over and started kissing my neck and before I knew it our tongues were down each other’s throat and his hand was slowly traveling up my shirt.
He took my shirt off and began rubbing my breasts and rolling my nipples between his fingers. He leaned down and started sucking and kissing on my breasts. He started moving his hands down towards my jeans and he began rubbing my pussy through my jeans. He began kissing down my tan tummy to the waist of my jeans. He unbuttoned them and slid them off my hips and stared down at my panties.