The following is a true account of events which happened to the author. Though the names have been changed, all events recounted here actually happened. Still pinching myself.... On with the story!
PART ONE (Hopefully not the last chapter...)
Where do I begin? Though it's all crystal clear in my mind, even I am finding it hard to believe it's true. I suppose I should start with just a bit of background....
My name's Todd. I'm 40 years old, yet I've been fairly lucky in the aging department. As recently as a month ago, I still had no problems attracting women half my age. I just returned to my home town about a year ago after sixteen years spent on the West coast. I hadn't stayed in touch with many of my relatives as there were so many of them who I hardly even knew. Someone I had hoped to see again on my return was my cousin Gina. She's about 4 years younger than I. She and I, while not complete 'black sheep' of the family, seemed to have chosen similar paths in life. Sex, drugs, and rock 'n roll had been a substantial influence to both of us over the years. During my teenage years I had secretly lusted over Gina as she began her transformation to womanhood. I furtively snuck peeks through keyholes and doors left slightly ajar in hopes that I'd one day be lucky enough to catch even a glance of skin. I was a horny teenage boy after all. The closest I ever got was on the way home from a family trip to the beach one year. Gina had remained in her one-piece swimsuit for the ride home. Luck was with me that day.
Every so often, Gina would bend forward to retrieve something from the duffel bag at her feet and with each bend, the top of her swimsuit gradually got lower on her chest nearly revealing her erect nipples (the water had been a bit chilly that day.) As we were nearing home, I thought that I was to be foiled again but.... She bent once again, this time to put her remaining items back in the bag. As she packed her bag I had a clear view into the cleavage that was formed by her still developing breasts. I was mesmerized. And then it happened. As she lifted the bag, one entire breast came into clear view, perky nipple and all. Thinking that no one had witnessed her slip, she proceeded to put on an oversized t-shirt to avoid any further wardrobe malfunctions. After all my planned attempts, my first good look came as the result of being in exactly the right place at the right time.