Well maybe seducing isn't the right word because I was already envisioning being wrapped up in a sweaty, tangled mess with her."I'm sorry" I replied w...akly.She laughed at me at this point. Her wonderful laugh that we would come to know so well."You apologise and yet I know that you don't feel sorry. You don't regret it. You want me. And the truth is that I want you too."My heart was pounding at this point, I honestly thought Emma must be able to hear it or see it beating. I couldn't believe. He liked the contrast of sun-tanned skin against the whiteness of her underwear.“Pick your clothes up and fold them over the chair.” She bent at the waist giving him a view of her ass and cotton covered cunt from between her legs. She knew how good that view would be, having practiced it in the mirror many times. She carried her clothes to the seat she had occupied and returned to stand in front of him. She could feel her panties had slipped between her pussy lips and were quite wet now. Her. It wasn't a good move. She stood and put her hands on my shoulders, looking me straight in my eyes. "Shannon, I've been wanting to see you like this for so long," she said, sliding her hands slowly down my arms, almost to my elbows, then back up again. "I think we all have." Who? I... I mean, why?"She glanced down, a lingering glance that meandered back up to my eyes. I felt more than naked. She whispered, "Because you are so fucking untouchable." She reached out and drew a nail around my. After our hugs and kisses we were ushered into the villa and asked what we would like to drink.Mark offered to give us a tour of the villa then led us out to the rear of the property. “Gosh,” I exclaimed, as the large outdoor swimming pool came into view. “You can use it anytime you like, said Mark, “It’s completely private and totally secluded.”Our tour of the villa complete, we were shown our rooms. Mine had its own en suite and a balcony overlooking the swimming pool. Mum and Dad’s room was.