He was a tall, sweet man, who always seemed a bit vulnerable to me, despite his surface gruffness. He made me laugh when I needed to laugh most - and ...I had been in love with him since shortly after we met. I had never said anything to him - I was always afraid I'd scare him away, the same way the other women who went for him always did. He'd date them for a few days, or a week to be polite, and wait for them to get frustrated with his backwardness and leave. He would never make the first move,. She's 22 5' nothing and pretty as hell. We had three k**s and was nice to have her around as my wife worked nights to help out. Well one night I was finishing putting the k**s to bed and she was taking a shower when it hit me! Omg peep hole! I go into my closet shut the door and slide the cover to side and there she was, more beautiful then I could imagine. She had a Neatly trim pussy with perky little tits and a pretty face too. I could see every little detailed about her. She bent over right. I'll need to get my hair done then make myself look beautiful." Come on, Babe, you always look beautiful. Is it really worth all that effort just to impress some dumb old broad?" You call her that again after you meet her." Ginger rebuked him. "Anyway, I'm not alone in this—I promised you'd make sure she didn't feel left out." Oh, now what did you do that for? What am I going to find to say to her?" I'm sure you'll think of something. Now, I'm going to make a start on getting ready for. "Let's swim to the raft," I suggested. About 100 yards out I stopped and turned around to see how Celia was making out. She was about 20 yards behind and swimming strongly. "Come on Celia, it's now or never," I said. A second later I heard her shouting, "Mike, Mike."Turning around I could see her, laughing gaily, her right arm high in the air swinging her bikini top. She had misunderstood my comment. I was merely urging her to swim not encouraging her to remove her top. I reached the raft and.