“I wanted to get in shape, and run another marathon before I turned forty.”“Well, you’re certainly in great shape,” I said, moving to the ot...er leg, “But forty must still be a wee way off.”At that, she lifted her head from the table and laughed. I had genuinely not meant to flatter—I couldn’t have put her at a day over thirty-four. Her body shook in my hands as she chuckled and the towel rose another few millimetres. “I’m five months away, you charmer,” she said, trying to turn her head towards. ” It took a while to figure it all out of course. Most gurls know the story – discovering dad’s girly magazines, the fascination, the urge not just to look at, but to look like those beautiful women. The first foray into mom’s or sister’s closet. The breathless thrill of slipping into your first pantyhose or bra, the first touch of lipstick, the first pair of heels, most of all the first time you saw yourself in the mirror and realized the pretty thing looking back at you was the real. ‘Don’t cum Baby,’ you remind me as you can see that I am getting very close. I slow my fingers going in and out of my pussy down. With my other hand I reach up and unbutton my shirt and start to play with my tits. Total forgetting where I am and just concentrating on the feel of my hands on and in my body. ‘We are here,’ I hear you say as you turn the car off and come around and open my door. I reach down to put my panties back on but you shake you head, ‘You won’t need those.’ So I leave them. She came out first and I took delight in watching her wet ass in front of me before she turned around and offered me her hand. I took her hand and came out of the pool quickly, only to find Kay gasping and turning a deep red right in front of me."Kay what is it? You see something"She pointed down at my body and I saw why she was turning red. My trunks were gone and it was very clear that I was feeling the alcohol since I didn't realize I was completely hard while in the water. I looked down.