Her father had been one of my best friends for over twenty years and we had watched our children grow up, spending many weekends and holidays together over the years. His oldest daughter, Marisa, before my eyes turned into a stunning girl, then a woman.
She was tall and athletic with long dark hair, and a very nice set of tits to go along with model like looks. I have to admit that once she'd grown up many fantasies over the years, included her, and I'd have to scold myself for thinking that way, as it had to be considered taboo.
After completing school with a somewhat useless degree, Marisa decided to follow in fathers footsteps, who was a successful local physician and become a doctor.
Gone for four years getting her MD, she'd only be seen briefly on certain holidays, and she continued to mature into a gorgeous woman. As she grew older she as well grew sexier, she was well aware of this, and as well as the effect her looks and body had on men. Being away seemed to have emboldened her and she dressed to accentuate her killer body. She actually seemed to enjoy the attention, as well as the obvious lust it created in the men who had the good fortune to catch a peek.
After graduating she returned home to join Dad's practice, and in a show of independence, purchased her own condo, albeit one that needed some serious finishing touches.
Now her Dad was not the handiest person in the world when it came to home improvements, but he volunteered "our" services on numerous occasions, as I was pretty good in this vein. He'd end up having a coffee or beer while making numerous wisecracks, and I wound up with all the work, Marisa seemed to enjoy these sessions as much as I did.
Soon dad volunteered us for a bigger project, taking out a wall and framing in a dining room pass through, not something which could be completed in a couple of hours. We started the job on a weekend and still had much to do when her Dad had to leave for a conference that Monday, you know who was going to again be stuck with the bulk of the work.
Marisa was working Monday so she gave me a key to her place and I was there all day working. Still at it when she arrived home around five, Marisa came in and marveled at the progress before saying she had had a bear of a day and need a drink, could I join her??
As I was almost done I said sure a Vodka and tonic would be great. I just had a half hour to an hour of finish work to complete the job, but a drink sure would be good at this point. Marisa mixed us both a drink and handed me mine before excusing herself to freshen up and get out of her work duds.
I sipped my drink while as I worked and soon could hear the shower running, my heart skipped a few beats as the vision of water running over that gorgeous body danced through my head. I had to remind myself that she was my good friends daughter and to just get back to work.
In fairly short order I heard her come down the stairs as I concentrated on a particularly difficult piece of molding. I felt her brush past to pour herself another drink, and then again pass by me on her return trip to sit on the overstuffed chair in the living room adjacent to my work area.
I continued to struggle to get the piece of wood to perfectly fit before tacking it in place. While we had exchanged a couple of pleasantries, I was so engrossed in the work at hand I had yet to catch a glimpse of her. Finally with the piece nailed in place, I turned around on the floor where I'd been sitting to look her way and chat while we finished our drinks. I damn near died when my eyes beheld the sight which appeared in that chair.
She was wearing only an oversized tee-shirt, her long hair still wet and tangled. The shirt which was intended to come to mid-thigh if she were standing, was hitched up and as she sat cross-legged directly across from me her crotch was at eye level and the view was vivid. The lack of panties was obvious and her beautiful bare bush was clear as a bell fo me to view. I had to quickly divert my gaze and blubber something, which likely sounded foolish regarding the molding, so that I could regain my composure. I was sure she was totally unaware of the sight she was providing.
After some mindless banter, during which I had to be careful to look her it the eyes verus the snatch, she asked whether I'd like another drink to which I nodded in the affirmative.
