When I first meet her she was only 10. Bright reddish blond long hair, freckles spotted her face. She was a tom boy. She enjoyed most things boys her age were doing; karate, chasing worms, basically just getting dirty. Whenever she saw me a smile would break across her face. She could brighten up any room.
Eight years later she was becoming quite the young woman. She dreams of becoming an anthropologist or a paleontologist. Her hair is now is now cut short and platinum blond. Gone are the freckles replacing them spotless dew white skin. She has started to fill out in all the ways young women do. I seemed like it happened overnight. She went from this flat chested tom boy to a young woman with curves to die for. Now she is not top heavy by any means. She is somewhere between a 34A or B. She runs track and has not an ounce of extra fat on her.
Since she started running track she comes home complaining of lower back and leg pain. She guesses that the lower back pain is from throwing the discus. She will walk in to the house, toss her school books on the couch and ask me to crack her back.
On one particular night she was having a really hard time walking upright. "I must have really torqued my back. I can't stand up straight without wanting to blackout." She said. I told her to come here and that I would fix it for her. After working her back for about 20 minutes she had no relief. I told her to draw a hot bath and soak for about 30 minutes, and I would try again after she was out. Mean while I went off to start some laundry.
Her bath room is right next to the laundry room, and we had just finished remodeling her bathroom the previous summer. While we were at it we took down the sheet rook in the laundry room. The walls in the laundry room had not been replaced yet, so when ever the shower turned on you could hear it.
The light in the laundry room had burned out, and I hadn't gotten around to replacing it yet. While I was loading the washer I noticed a flash of light from the wall separating her bathroom from the laundry room. Bending down to investigate I noticed that the light was coming from one of the plug in sockets. I had cut one of the holes in the wall to big for an electrical outlet. Even with the cover on you could see right in to the bathroom.
There she was, naked as a jay bird. She was dragging her toe across the water in the tub. I noticed her breasts right off; hand full sized globes of all most pearl white flesh with bright pink nipples directly in the center. Her breasts stood straight out as if announcing to the world "Here we are!" From the angle I was at, and the way she was standing I could see the light patch of lightly colored red hair between her legs. Oh what a marvelous sight she was.
She decided that the water was hot enough and entered after turning the water off. As she lay down in the tub all I could see at that point was her face. Eyes closed, breathing deeply as she soaked in the warm water of the tube. I decided that I need to get back to business for fear of being caught, so back to the washer I went. The whole time I could not get the vision of her out of my head. How was I going to work on her back without letting on that I saw her, or how beautiful she was?
After about 30 minutes she exited the bathroom wearing her pink bath robe. She walked to the living room where I saw sitting on the cough watching t.v. I could not even tell you what was on for I was day dreaming about her. She smiled at me and said she was ready to try again. My throat was dry, but somehow I managed to voice a reply without sounding like a awe struck little boy. I had her lay out on the floor face down. As she lay down, she removed the robe from her upper body, as I was behind her she felt she didn't have to worry about me getting a peak.
