He pictured her young body, naked under the jets of water, and he began to fantasize about seeing it for real. The combination of the sexy scenes in t...e film he was watching and his fantasies about his pretty sixteen year old daughter got to be to much for him, and when he heard the shower go off, he peeked into his wife's room to make sure she was asleep, and then quietly headed for Serena's room.Serena had just come out of the bathroom and was sitting on the bed with her robe hanging open, so. "Stick with me on this." I said."They arrive in town in their birthday present, a 1957 Bel Air convertible ... it's black on black ... leather ... just the kind of car guys look at first and then spot the twin blondes ... did you say they were busty? No ... you stopped before you got that far." I looked at him. His clothes screamed Engineering Frat boy."They pull up in front of your frat. The guys are tossing the old pigskin in the yard and one of the brothers spots the car and the beauty. The girl made no move, nor did she say anything. She just glared at me through the oversize lenses of her wire frame glasses. Hopefully she thought keeping still would prevent me from going to her next.I nibbled lightly on my reluctant lover’s ear. She stiffened against me. They voyeur girl stared on.Putting an arm firmly around my friend’s waist, I slid a hand down her squirming body. Her skirt was nearly to her knees, but I just pulled the hem up in the back and slipped my hand up between her. Hence I started with her, she carrying the clothes to wash. She was a beautiful lady with good facial features, slim with a well developed breasts and buttocks. She was slightly fair and had great legs. She had a habit (like other village ladies) of tieing up the sari (like lungi) during working at home up to the waist so that it would be like knee length skirt. Hence I had seen a good deal of her fair legs.On reaching the river I found that there was nobody there and asked her. She said that.