It did not take me long to change into my bathing attire, and before you could say, Jack Robinson, I was standing on the back porch looking out over t...e water. I heard a noise, so I turned and there stood my sister wearing only her bikini bottoms. "Uh, sis didn't you forget something like the top part of your bikini?"My sister had a big smile on her face as she approached me saying, "Oh come on Kevin, it isn't like you haven't seen them before, come to think of it I seem to remember the first. She did not give much attention as she thought that I might have accidentally touched the boobs. She gave me a 500 note and asked me to fix the locket asap. I said I do not need money and I kept the money in her blouse with my hand and while keeping the money I did slowly press one boob. She now got my naughty intention but still, she did not say anything. She insisted me to take the money and I insisted that I do not need money by pressing her boobs. She agreed.I went to the goldsmith and then. As she did, she watched her son trying to keep the tottering tangle of wood in his arms from crashing to the ground."Oh, Nothing," he mumbled, ashamed that he had almost been caught in the act of staring at her behind, "I just tripped over a darn rock." Be careful," she cautioned him, wondering why his face was so red, "we don't need to carry you all the way back down the mountain with at broken ankle." I will," he told her, regaining some of his composure as he still fought with the pile of. She looked outstanding in that little blue bikini. She had long, tan legs, full, firm breasts and a beautiful tight ass. Her long brown hairtickled her shoulders and her eyes were as blue as the Caribbean. She had a tall, sweaty bottle of Corona sitting next to her with a lime wedged firmly at the top. I watched her bring the bottle to her lips and take a big sip. At that moment, I wished I could have been that bottle. I had to behave myself; I was with my boyfriend.My boyfriend, Jason, was as.