I looked at her firm buttocks. Even though I am straight, I was getting a very naughty, very sexy thrill from looking at Lisa’s beautiful firm body ...n her tiny thonged bikini. She looked great, with smooth flawless skin, her long brown hair flowing down her back. She was getting plenty of stares. I was getting my fair share of stares myself, with my boobs bulging out of my bikini top, they were bouncing as I walked, and my blonde hair was sexily framing my innocent 18 year old face. We were. Wendy seemed a bit nervous and I sat down next to her and openly admired her tattoos. She had several, but the one she had with the rose and heart on her right leg was nice. Wendy seemed to relax as we talked about her body art and she unbuttoned her shirt to show me the Taz she had on her left shoulder blade. I could not see a bra strap as Wendy showed me Taz, but I behaved myself and after she finished her wine I poured her another glass of wine and laid back on the sofa near her. Wendy was. “Um, well let’s see now.” Even in trying to concentrate on the question, his eyes flicked back to me, raking my slender body up and down, even meeting my blue eyes for a long moment before flicking back to the page. I let my own eyes wander, and noticed the steadily rising tent in his pants… I sat up taller to my full kneeling height, bringing my face that much closer to his. The next time he looked at me, our faces were centimeters apart. We froze, just looking at each other, hearts beating,. When his arms didn't wrap around her as was their custom, she frowned. She looked up at him and saw that he was holding himself stiffly and his jaw was clenched."Okay. I think I need an explanation. What the hell is going on with you? First you drop to your knees when you meet my grandfather and now you won't even touch me." I..." he started but was interrupted by a knocking on the door. She scrambled off his lap in surprise. She walked over and jerked the door open."Mistress Katrina." Stephan.