So this is my first entry. What happens when a coworker is invited to a bbq, unknowing to the host that his daughter and friend have already been talking for a little while.
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It started harmlessly, maybe that's how most do. A few texts, that lead to texts with winks and smilies. Leading to talking more about personal things, then joking about the personal things as well.
I was going to be in the area in a few weeks and let her know that. Her father Jeff, a co-worker, was hosting a cook out. This young nymph of a thing, just recently turned 18, but honestly, she looked an adult when she was 15. Her breasts were Double D's, actual measurements are something I couldn't tell you, but they were nice. I hoped I would find out how nice later on.
We were at a pool, she and I, and others too. Her lithe body already looking amazing, her two piece showing off a wonderful part of skin. Double D's barely contained by the thin brown fabric, blonde brown hair with spices from other colors. Others were of various people, some co workers of mine, some friends of hers, both genders. We tried to show the crowd that we weren't an item.. or I think we did.
There were times though that she was next to me in the water though, I felt soft hands run across my toned chest, my fingers would slide along her thighs or stomach. Once when I was under water she peeled her suit to the side just to let me take a glance at the perfect slit, shaven just the way I said I liked it. Another time her hand tried to get down the front of my suit, and when that didn't work, up a leg.
I couldn't get out for another five minutes because of that, while she had swam away to laugh and giggle with her friends giving me no more attention than anyone else.
Jeff lit up the grill and we began to get the ribs going. He and I chatted and shot the shit, his wife, a bombshell also was with some of her friends. One could easily see where Sara got her looks from. I went inside to use the bathroom, and while there, curiosity got the better of me. After pissing off a beer, I began to look around the house. It was pretty big and it had been awhile since I was there last.
The main floor held a kitchen and dining room, a large living room with a high vaulted ceiling. A wrap around second story gave entrance to the front door and secondary floor which held some rooms. From some pictures shared, I found the one that was Sara's. I pushed the door open and walked in. A typical eighteen year old girl room. Clean, posters of actors, bands, and shows on the walls, a small tv on a dresser. No dust, I'd guess she just cleaned it before anyone started showing up.
"Are ya lost?" A humored voice comes from behind and I jump a little, looking to see Sara there.
"Maybe, do you think you could help me find my way out?" I gave a grin as I leaned back a little onto her bed. The thick throw blanket felt pretty soft under my fingers. Her hips swayed as she walked up to me, her door closing just behind her with a flick of a foot.
