Summertime
I met my stepdaughter when she was 19. She has beautiful long brown curly hair. The cutest ass, small and tight, and medium-sized breasts that look terrific. This first time meeting her, she was wearing the tiniest and tightest biker shorts for lack of a better word. She has her college t-shirt on that has the sleeves removed and is a crop top showing her tummy and belly button. (I like a good belly button, weird.). Since I am a pervert, I happened to notice she was not wearing a bra. With just the right angle you could see some side boob. I suspect she was not expecting to see me or maybe she was expecting it. She just kind of swooped in, changed, and was out the door again.
It was summertime and she lived with her mom for a few weeks. Her mom and I had just started dating so I did not really see much of Clara. But the next summer that all would change. This summer she turned 20 and stayed almost the whole summer. This is what happened during one week of that summer.
Her mom would always go out of town for 10 days as part of her job. She always left during the summer. She and I had moved in together by now and when Clara's freshman year ended she naturally come home for the summer. She normally only stayed a few weeks since she was busy with internships. This summer that was on hold until July. That meant it would just be Clara and me for 10 days. I have had many a fantasy about this young lady and that fantasy was going to become reality soon.
The week started off nicely. We would hang out during some part of the day whether it was in the morning, afternoon, or evening. I started to notice after a couple of days she started only wearing tank tops and panties around the house. She had no reason to get dressed, she was on summer break. I know she loves to wear thong underwear. I know this cause she has been doing a lot of bending down and exposing the top of the thong. Sometimes her shorts are so tight you could see the outline of her underwear. Plus, I also am very helpful, especially with laundry. When taking her laundry out of the dryer, I just happened to notice some very skimpy underwear. This one time I took the basket to her room and I left all the thongs on top.
"Here you go, Clara. I needed the dryer," I say to her.
"Oh thanks, Paul." She notices all the thongs on top and looks at me and smiles. She is still just wearing a t-shirt that barely covers her ass.
Later in the evening, I hear a knocking on my door.
"Yes?" I say.
"It's me, Clara. Can I come in?" asks Clara.
"Sure," I reply.
"Whatcha doing? I'm bored," she declares.
"Just watching TV. I am sorry you are bored. You want to watch some TV with me?"
"Sure. What are you watching?" She asks as she sits down next to me on my king bed.
"No plans?" I ask.
"Not until my friend's big swim party but that is not till this weekend," she whines. "Speaking of swimming maybe you can help me. I got some new bathing suits and not sure which one to wear."
"Um...sure if you really want my help," I reply back.
"OK. Great. Let go change into the first one," Clara says happily.
"The first one?" I ask. "How many suits did you bring?"
"Four or five. It's hard. I want to pick just the right suit. This is the party of the summer," states Clara.
As she leaves my room to go change, she stops at the door and turns and says, "Oh, just so you know these are not really regular bathing suits."
"Uh. What do you mean 'not regular' suits."
"Well I lost a bet with my friend Blanca and I have to wear a specific type of suit. You'll see." And she hurries out of the room.