From my office window I can see him at his desk, his manly profile in my view. I help him often, my head over his right shoulder as he glances at my f...ce. My arms around both of his shoulders typing on his computer key board, showing him what to do correctly with the reports. God he smells amazing, whether its cologne or his own scent, I don’t know or care. All I know is it turns me on completely. One late night, we were all alone. I was over his shoulder and I noticed him glancing at my face.. We were in the heart of the Sierra Madres after all, and the altitude, the frequent shade and the nice speed of the little 17' O'Day Daysailer III kept us in our jackets the entire run up the lake. I loved this little boat."I love this little boat" I yelled at dad over the sounds of the water and the wind in the sails."I know son, she's a good little boat for this lake." Dad hollered back, a big, wind-aided grin on his face."You can run her back tommorrow", he added, "when the sun's higher and. Tomorrow we're heading out to Scott's house for the day and spendingthe night there since his parents are gone with his sister to sometournament," I replied."Alright. I see now you don't even ask your mother's permission first,"Mom said."Do you care?" I asked."Of course not, Matt but a little head's up is always nice. Besides, I cansee how happy you are now in life," Mom replied.Just then I heard a truck or so I thought drive up. I waited this time andwent to answer the door when I heard a. The next thing you felt was a hand but this was not helping you it was feeling you and it was feeling your exposed ass and grabbing it hard you yelped and begged for the person obviously a man by the grip of his hand to stop but his fingers gripped harder and lower so they brushed against your pussy lips. A bolt of lightning shot through your body at this and even though you knew this was wrong you felt excited dirty but excited.You were still begging him to stop and screaming but you knew no.