During our summer vacations on the beach, my girlfriend said she needed to talk with me. She looked like embarrassed and when she began to talk, she really was. She said she knew my son (from my first marriage) was always peeking at her when she was sunbathing, in her nightgown, whenever. And it was making her very uncomfortable. She said it was normal for boys of his age to be curious so she had not said anything at first, but since he kept doing she was forced to mention it to me.
She could not understand why he had started this, so I tried to explain about the nonstop sex fever that hit most guys at a certain age. I told her that he probably just wanted an image for his fantasies, and when he saw something interesting he'd probably leave her alone.
First she thought I was lying, then that I was kidding. She repeated this statement, saying, "Really?" Well, I was already imagining her following through, so I confirmed my theory. She brought it up a couple more times that night and seemed to be considering some action.
The next day was Saturday and I left early for going fishing all the morning. When I arrived she told me about her morning. She said my son was in the kitchen and she was had been thinking in my theory. She was heading downstairs in a long robe but she changed her mind and went back to her room and removed the robe. She said her heart was pounding as she took it off. She came downstairs, where Peter was eating, wearing just a sleeveless white t-shirt and yellow panties.
