[watcher2005]

I was a shy kid growing up. I probably would never have had a girlfriend if Mrs has not pursued me as a high school senior. But sometimes I found a way to get my thrill by alternate means.

Such was the case one time I went to the water park with friends, four geeky teens gawking at the girls. My moment came when I was in the wave pool. I dropped below the waves to see how they moved me about under water. I opened my eyes and found that I was face-to-face with the loveliest ass I had ever seen. It was the late 1970's and Brazilian cut bikini bottoms were hot, long before thongs hit the mainstream.

From that moment on, I was hooked. I spent a bit of time enjoying the underwater sights. And I may have reached out and copped a feel now and then. They were facing away from me and would spin around trying to find the culprit that had squeezed her butt. I was underwater and moving off to the side. When I surfaced, I was facing away from her and acting all innocent. They never had a clue. But I quickly learned that I had to be careful and not push my luck. After a few nice touches, I called it quits before the alarm sounded.

The absolute best place to admire a girl's panty-covered ass was on the stairs up to the big slides. Nothing beats having a hot ass mere inches from my face for the 15-20 minute wait getting to the top. But no groping there!