If you have never literally had your breath taken away then it is a bit surprising when it happens. The first time in my life it happened was when I first met my wife. The second time was when my daughter just happened to walk into the airport with one of the most stunning girls I had ever seen in my life.
"Daddy!" my daughter Erica squealed as she ran towards me. I opened my arms and hugged her closely. She had become a remarkable young woman since her mother passed away two years previously.
We were in the airport heading out on our first trip together since she had finished her undergraduate degree at college. Graduating among the top of her class made me really proud of her after dealing with a long illness and the impact it had on both of us. When I suggested going south for some relaxation time she had quickly agreed, but asked if she could bring along a friend so that she didn't have to hang out with me all of the time. I was used to being alone by this point and didn't have a problem with it. I'd never seen a picture of Angie when she mentioned bringing her but obviously they were quite good friends and knew each other from school because my daughter frequently talked about her.
The other girl stood behind her. She was tall, thin and had blonde hair in a ponytail cascading over one shoulder. What really made her stand out were her bright eyes that gazed off into the distance. Taking a look a bit lower her long legs were encased in a pair of tight yoga pants and drifted up into a tight shirt, which only enhanced her small breasts because it was slightly transparent. She was wearing a bra that pushed them together and they stood out proudly from her chest. As I moved my eyes up her body and felt my penis stir in my pants suddenly I saw her eyes widen and a light flush come over her, as she realized that I was checking her out. Suddenly I was very happy that I'd be seeing a lot of this girl in a bathing suit over the next week. She smiled at me.
"Dad, this is Angie." My daughter quickly introduced her. I stepped forward and offered my hand. Immediately she met my gaze confidently. Her eyes were sharp and piercing.
"Hi, I'm Jack. Erica's dad." When I got closer to her I could smell her. Just a hint of vanilla scented something. I had to keep things under control. Not realizing what had happened I was now ogling a girl who was less than half my age in a public place in front of my daughter. And I had lost the ability to speak.
"Nice to meet you." The sharpness of her gaze and the smile on her face suddenly snapped me into reality. "Thanks for letting me come along on the trip." Her gaze dropped again and she turned to look at my daughter expectantly.
"I'm so excited! We're going to have an amazing time!" Erica gushed, grabbing her friend by the arm and hugging us both. My daughter was never one to let an awkward moment stand for long. Clearing my head we quickly made our way towards the ticket counter to get through security. I couldn't help but hang back and catch a glimpse of Angie walking with my daughter and seeing her ass encased in black spandex. It was good for me to have these types of feelings again, I thought even if they were about a girl I had just met and was twenty years younger. It meant that my plumbing was still working after all.
It had been two years since my wife had passed away and in that time I had been involved briefly with a couple of women, but there was always something missing. Now that I was in my mid-forties and didn't have to worry about money thanks to the insurance settlement there was a never ending stream of people coming out of the woodwork trying to set me up, women who were just gold diggers and offers for various things from wild investments to flat out sex for money. I had learned in these hard years to keep some people at arms' length and how important family was. What I was missing was that partner to talk to, share experiences with and build another life with. I wasn't in any hurry to rush into anything of course, but companionship was always important, hence the family trip. Angie was a welcome (and attractive) addition and I hoped after settling my groin down that she would be good to have along for Erica to keep her company. My daughter wasn't the most responsible girl in the world, and after her mothers' death it was difficult sometimes for her to deal with things. From what she had told me about Angie, her friend was responsible and helped her stay on track, which is why I was happy when she suggested inviting her along for the trip. I didn't know how attractive she was as well.
As we boarded the plane my daughter took the window, leaving Angie next to me in the middle.
"Have you ever flown before?" I asked her, noticing that she was looking around nervously.
"No. This plane is so big, I don't know how they even get off of the ground." That prompted me to launch into describing how plane flight worked. Having many years in the military dealing with planes made it easy. As the plane taxied to the end of the runway and we started to take off, it was all I could do not to grab her hand to help her feel better. What was I doing? This girl was all of twenty two and I was like a kid again. She smiled at me as the plane lifted into the air and we settled into our seats. Before long the pilot was announcing our descent and we were into the warm air and sun.
The resort was stunning and they quickly had us checked into our suite, which was actually quite spectacular. I had spared no expense and the resort and room was five stars quality. Two large bedrooms adjoined a large living area with a small kitchen and each bedroom had a balcony overlooking the ocean. After seeing them gush over the place we were staying I happily listened to the chatter and happy squeals of my daughter and Angie talking about things they could see and do at the resort over the week. I set to unpacking the small amount of clothes in my bag, but after only a few minutes I heard a knock and the door to my room opened. The two girls walked in already changed for the pool. My daughter is an attractive girl I will happily admit even though it has caused me stress over the years when she gets male attention. But for one of the first times in my life she was overshadowed by the stunning beauty next to her. Angie wore a simple blue bikini, but seeing her body without a lot of clothing for the first time is something I won't soon forget. Her long legs were already partially tanned and they tapered up beautifully into her slim bikini bottoms, covered only slightly by a translucent wrap. Her stomach was flat with just the slightest hint of definition obviously from the soccer she played in school. But the best part was her bikini top, which had pushed her small breasts together and her nipples were just slightly hard and were slightly visible through her top. The curve of each breast just slightly pushed out of each side. She had taken her blonde hair down and it flowed over her shoulders in a cascade. My daughter was wearing something similar and I knew that the two of them were going to get a lot of attention around the pool this week once they started sunning themselves.
"Hurry up Dad and we can hit the pool before dinner." My daughter said. I already had my shorts on so I quickly took my shirt off to change, and noticed Angie looking at me when I did. From my years of service I kept in very good shape, and hit the gym regularly. At my age of forty five I was pretty happy with my physique, and I was even happier to see her eyes on me when I was shirtless. Again though, I had to catch myself from thinking things about this girl who was young enough to be my daughter. I threw on a simple button up and grabbed a towel and we walked out to the resort grounds. Walking a bit behind the two girls it was easy to steal glances at Angie's ass in her bikini bottoms, which swayed enticingly even though she was only wearing flip flops.
