I met Tina when she was just a little girl. I was dating her mother and thought she was a cute little kid. After the wedding, there was definitely an "adjustment period." Her biological father was nowhere to be found, so I was creating a new role as opposed to filling an existing one.
Our relationship was very good until the beginning of junior high. As any parent can tell you, junior high can turn the best kid into an alien. After assorted trips to the principal's office for minor behavioral issues, my wife and I consulted a counselor about Tina's behavior. She assured us that what we were experiencing was very common and our Tina would start to return to normalcy after high school started.
The counselor was right on the money. High school started and Tina became her old self. We were distant, but friendly.
Everything moved along just fine until the beginning of her senior year - just a few weeks after her 18th birthday. Tina was a cheerleader and their practice was held everyday before school. She would get up a good 2 hours before my wife and I had to get moving. One morning, Tina had her radio playing loud enough to let her hear the music over the sound of her blow dyer. The clamor woke me up. I was groggy and a bit pissed and marched towards her bathroom to tell her to turn down the music. I was certainly unprepared for what I saw.
To provide just a bit of background, Tina had evolved from a cute little girl into a lovely young woman. She was blessed with her mother's good looks and beautiful skin. Her body was that of a gymnast's - very toned and firm. Great legs and what I used to call a "cute fanny." I have never been attracted to younger women and my appreciation for Tina's beauty was void of any sexuality at all. She was simply a beautiful young woman with a lovely physique.
Now back to the story.
When I rounded the corner into her bathroom, she was sitting on the counter blow drying her hair. My immediate reaction was to stammer an apology and back out of the room. However, I got a glimpse of her mostly-naked body. She was wearing a pair of white Soffee shorts and nothing else. Between the whir of the blow dryer and the blaring music, she did not notice my presence. I backed slowly into a spare bedroom that was across the hall from the open bathroom door. I was mesmerized by what I saw. She was absolutely beautiful. Her deeply tanned skin provided an alluring contrast to the white shorts and her creamy white breasts. Her breasts.....holy shit, what a great pair of tits. Not big and sloppy like her mother's, but perky and full - perfect nipples that the cool morning air made erect enough to have me instinctively grab my cock.