Paper Route Fantasy

The other day I saw this woman at the gym. I haven't thought of here since I was about 15 years old. I delivered newspapers on two streets about a half mile from my house. I would ride my bike on the paper route every day after school. I was a shy boy growing up. There was this girl that I knew from school and one day I found out she lived on my paper route. We were the same age. She hung out with the outlaw type kids. The badass guys that always got the hot girlfriends. We knew each other through mutual friends. But she was out of my league. She was friendly, and would say hi to me whenever we came across each other. Her dad had a motorcycle, and Beware of Owner signs that were very intimidating. I would describe her as skinny, with an athletic body. If anything, she was a cheerleader. She was about 5'-4", with dirty blonde hair. She had a perfect round butt, and breasts probably a large B cup. She had the perfect body for a guy to dream about. A good comparison would be Ali Larter, but much younger. Her house was towards the end of my route. Every day, when I was nearing the end of my deliveries, I would take my time on her end of the block, trying to get a good look at her. There were many times I would see her at the door as I rode past. In summer, I would take extra time around her house. I always hoped to catch her through the window or door, or see her in a bikini or some sexy clothing. But it didn't matter. She was just sexy, and confident, and cool. I wanted her to be my girlfriend so bad. So many days I would ride my bike straight home, run up to my room, strip, and dream of her inviting me into her house. "Hey, my dads not home, want to come hang out with me?" she would say. I would park my bike on the side of her house and go in. She takes me to her room where we sit on her bed. Next thing I know she asks me if I have ever seen a girls breasts? I answer no, and she takes off her shirt and is not wearing a bra. I put my hands on them as quick as possible before she changes her mind. She asks if I like them and I blush and say of course I do, and move in to kiss them. She stands up and shakes them back and forth and gives me a show. Then she undoes my jeans and pulls them down, takes my rock hard dick in her hand. She softly and smoothly pulls on my dick. I fall back laying on her bed while she strokes me soft and gently. Then she starts to stroke harder and faster and tells me she wants to see me cum for her. I start to moan and feel my body pulse. Next thing I know my throbbing cock is shooting my load hard and fast. MY body is spasming shooting my liquid all over my body, her body, and her bed. I am so spent from the excitement I lay there with my eyes closed for a few minutes, breathing heavy and coming down from the energy of it all... Then I wake up... naked and alone my hand covered in my cum on my bed...