Five years ago, my wife and I took our daughter Ashley on vacation down south. It was a 6-7 hour drive, and turned out to be a blast. I know that it was mostly in part of Julie, my daughter's school friend. We knew of her, having had her at the house a few times, and had met her mom a couple times, who was happy that we'd be so open to taking her on our trip. We didn't know a lot about Julie, except to find out that in the car, she was very outspoken, funny, outgoing, and more than blunt with her attitude, friendly opinions, and easy to make people laugh. I hadn't seen that in a kid her age, and it was a nice change, compared to some of my daughter's friends who were a bit too serious for their age (but knowing the parents, I knew where that came from. A bit too stuffy for my taste).

Once we got down to our location, we checked into the house, dropped our stuff off, checked out where we'd be staying (a friend hooked us up), and were amazed at the pool table, hot tub (pretty awesome), view of the hills and an incredible golf course, and a big house with lots of goodies. It was going to be a great week. Tired out, we'd gone into town, and just planned to get some dinner, go back to the house and crash out later. After we got back, the girls talked about warming up the hot tub, and my wife said she was tired (as typical lame personality she has), but once the tub was warmed up, she changed her mind. As I'm sitting there waiting for the water to heat up, I see Julie walk into the room in a two piece bathing suit, and about shit myself. Big boobs I hadn't seen in her baggy clothes, a heavier body than normal for a kid her age, but looking at least 4-5 years older than she was. Then glance at my daughter, who is built like a typical 13 year old, and couldn't help glance at my wife, to see if she'd noticed anything. I see her in this drab boring looking one piece bathing suit, and just kind of laughed to myself, wondering if the jealousy with set in, seeing a 13 year old kid with an amazingly sexy body like that in a bikini. No response or words, and I was impressed. I figure I'd most likely hear about it later.

While in the hot tub, she nudged me, she touched my legs, and sexually, literally came onto me, without my wife or daughter having any clue as to what was going on. I was stunned, not sure as to how to respond. I have a huge erection, my cock stiff as a board, and I have her touching me in the water, rubbing my balls inside my shorts, and caressing my legs, to the point where I almost came. She stopped just short of it, and I was so thankful nobody witnessed a thing. Later that night, when the girls went to bed, I was out on the recliner laying there, reading a book, and Julie came out. It was an awkward start, but I had to inquire as to what happened. She told me (I learned more later), that she'd had some different experiences, thought I was kinda hot, and figured that I'd be different with how cool I was, and thought you know, maybe I'd like it. I'd never expected that, even trying to explain to her that the age, the difference, what she was doing wasn't appropriate, and her response shocked me, "others didn't seem to mind or say nothing", so I was able over the week, to get details out of her as to what "others" had done, or what she'd done. But the first time that night, I let her take it beyond what I'd ever expect, and I sat there on the couch, stimulated, turned on, and let her masturbate me to orgasm under the blankets. I exploded, as she smiled softly, and watched my body shake and tremble. Making a mess, in which she helped clean up, simply asking "was that OK? I hope it made you feel good" before she left and went to bed. The following day, it continued. I had no clue as to how to respond, but it was the hardest thing I'd ever encountered, saying no to someone that made me feel that way, age or not.

That evening, when the girls again went to bed, I see the door open and shut to the hall, and Julie says "they're snoring again like dogs. Christ, I've never heard someone make that much noise" to which I laughed, and said well yes, I live with it every day. Imagine that. She just shook her head, and said no thanks. A week of that may be too much. We wound up sitting on the couch, and I started asking her questions. She just said she didn't want to talk about it. And asked me if I liked what she did. I had to answer honestly yes. And she asked me if I'd like her to do it again. My body was trembling, thinking about how she touched me, and made me feel. So I answered yes with a nod. When we started doing things once again, I stopped her. I don't know what made me do it, but I asked her if she would take offense if I saw her. In the way she'd seen me. She kind of looked confused, and I said "with nothing on. Or like almost nothing". She smiled and said OK. Just like that. Very simple. I looked at the door, and kept getting scared, deathly afraid that something would happen, the door would open, one of the girls would witness this gross indecency, and life would be over. Much to my surprise, thankfully nothing did.

As I was sitting there on the couch, under the blanket, Julie slowly lifted her shirt off, and sweet Jesus, I was sitting there staring at the most amazing set of boobs I'd ever seen on a girl her age. She just looked at me, and said does this look OK? I just laughed and said good Lord. That looks more than OK. She looked down the hall, and I saw her reach down and start to pull her shorts off. I hesitated, and said I wasn't so sure that was a good idea, as there was no way to hide that. She said she'd make it super quick, if I just wanted to see. Like I'd asked. And she looked at me, and said you know, I can do what I did before, you know if you wanna look. I said yes. I kept looking nervously down the hallway, and thankfully nothing happened. Julie pulled her shorts down, and her underwear, and I sat there, with my cock erect and rock solid, staring at this girl's naked body. It was the most stunning thing I had literally ever seen. I could not believe what I was looking at. And I wanted to touch her so badly, but was so deathly scared. I knew the consequences, because Christ, what was going on now was bad enough. SO I did nothing that night. I simply started at her naked beautiful little teenage body for about 5 minutes, as she touched me gently, stroked me, and helped me explode into the blankets again. As we sat there, she pulled up her shorts again, her t-shirt went back on, and she said "was that OK?" I was breathing so heavy I could barely talk, and said yes. I said oh my sweet God, you're amazing. She just smiled and said well I didn't do anything. I mean, neither did you. But I liked how it felt. And she went to bed. Again..

I went to bed that night, laying there in the bed with my wife, thinking God help me, what the hell was I doing? How wrong it was, and how much trouble I could be in if it ever was known by anyone...