She instantly got wet, and I removed her apron.Her tight white top now became transparent. I could clearly see her blue bra underneath. It was a pleas...re to my eyes. Due to the cold water, she started shivering. So I hugged her, and even I got wet. She could clearly listen to my heartbeat rising. I started feeling her body over her clothes.She had also started to enjoy it as she had closed her eyes and didn’t object to me. I moved one step further and put my hands under her top. I started to. I was sitting right next to her. She was a cute little long-haired brunette. She was wearing jeans and a Boston College Eagles t-shirt. Not one of those loose fitting t-shirt, but one that made you really cheer for the home team. She was with who I assumed was her boyfriend, a guy called Dan, but of the two, she seemed to be the hockey fan. He didn't wear anything hockey-related, and didn't even seem to care much for the game. He kept his hands in his jacket pockets during the whole game. But. I was still uncertain and tentative as I took her hand while we drove toward her house. Sandi said, ‘Next time you come into town don’t wear underwear, OK?’ ‘Why?’ ‘It will make it easier for me to do this,’ she smiled and tugged down the zipper to find my penis. Putting her slim hand down my briefs, she wrapped her fingers around my cock. Not to be outdone, I caressed her thigh and slid my hand upward to her waiting sex. Imagine my complete surprise when I found her panty hose were. The whole thing was very enjoyable and something I was keen to experience again soon. As I developed as an adolescent, I was aware that I was spending more and more time developing my skills as a voyeur. Instead of splashing around at the swimming pool with my friends, I would spend most of my time looking at young girls and women in their swimwear, trying to imagine what they would look like naked. Staring at their tits and arses and trying to make out the shape of their pussies through their.