Tucked into her pencil skirt, only emphasising the dip of her waist and shapely rise of her hips. Dark nylon legs combined with matching dark heels to...accentuate toned calves.“Stood around all day, those little earpieces stuck in their ear,” she continues, a coy smile etched upon her glossed lips, knowing full well my eyes are upon her.Now close enough that I catch the aroma of her perfume and see her subtle make up that compliments her natural, youthful beauty.“A gorgeous woman continually in. ."."Do it, Mom, you'd look good," I told her and, yes, she would.My mother is still three years from fifty and she takes care of herself. She would get plenty of male attention on a nude beach and I told her so."You mean my son wouldn't be ashamed if I strutted my stuff for all to see?" The only thing your son wouldn't like is missing the chance to see you naked myself." Oh, Dean, you're funny." Maybe I mean it, Mom," and I left it there as she handed the call over to Beth. We ironed out her. They were staying just opposite to my flat. This family was consisting of husband wife and a daughter. Husband Raju 40 years, was working in Railway as a fourth class employee, his wife Ramana 36years a house wife and daughter Rekha 18 years and was studying in nearby govt. School.As I like to stay very lavishly so I had Dvd player Tv fridge every thing with me. I had developed good relation with this family. Some time Raju or Rekha or Ramana used to come to my house for getting cooled water. Any similarities to real events or people may or may not be coincidental. Also, the characters are thirteen. If this somehow offends you, then this story is obviously not for you. If you want incest, this story is not for you. If you want pain or bondage or domination, this is not for you. I dont write stuff like that, so please dont leave a comment asking for any of that. I am planning on more parts to this story that include sex toys, so feel free to suggest some stuff. The watersports part.