[eppers]

We have good friends that we have known for more than 20 years. They have three daughters, one is brilliant, one is beautiful and musical, and the middle one has always struggled for attention. She is not especially attractive but has large breasts and tries to keep in good shape. I am not sure she ever dated in high school. Whenever they would visit, she was always trying to get attention, sometimes with very revealing swimwear.

She went to a college up in the mountains, several hours from her parents, and seemed to thrive on her own. I went to see her at college when I was on a business trip nearby, and to my shock, I was allowed up to her room in the coed dorm, and she came in later wearing only a towel after having taken a shower. She dropped the towel, and got dressed with me in the room, just like I was one of her girlfriends. At dinner, I asked about it, and she said in the coed dorm, she often doesn't even bother with the towel, she just walks to the shower and back nude. She told me she was no longer a virgin, and did not have a steady boyfriend, but loved to fool around and was always ready to fool around. I did not like to hear it, because I new she was just seeking attention, but what could I do?

After college, she got a job in a city that I visit often. I took her to dinner a couple of times, and got caught up on her family and her progress. She had a good job but still was not dating regularly. She was dressing very well, and was wearing attractive make-up, and looked as good as I had ever seen her. On one trip, she blushed and asked me if I would help her complete one of her fantasies. I said sure and we went to her apartment which was a townhouse. Once there, she told me her paperboy was a very attractive young boy, probably in high school, and they had flirted a couple of times. She wanted to get caught by him undressed, and see if anything happened. I asked why she wanted me there and she said she wanted me to hide and be there in case things got out of hand----she was afraid she would lose control or he might want to do more than she wanted. Secondly, she wanted me to take photos afterward so she could remember the event and relive it in her mind.

The paperboy had come to her door the day before to collect, and she told him to come the next day when she would have some money, so she was expecting him. She went upstairs and came back down in my favorite--a garter belt, stockings and high heels. I was happily surprised, but she said she had seen that my wife always wore them and she figured that it was my favorite. The door knocked and she went to the front door and standing partly behind it, she acted shocked and said "oh I thought you were my boyfriend---I can't stand at the door like this, come to the back door". She had an end unit in the townhouses, and it was only moments until there was a knock at the back door. She looked very excited. I stayed in the living room in the front, while she walked into the kitchen/dinette area to the back door. She opened it, holding her hands over her nakedness, and said she was sorry she wasn't dressed. The paperboy said "that's ok, I have seen my sister and mom". She replied that if he would close the door in the gate (there was a tall fence around the townhouse's backyard), she would come out and talk to him. He closed the gate, and she walked out into the small enclosed yard. I walked to the back window and watched as she lowered her hands and let him see her, and they talked for a short while. She seemed to love the attention, and soon she asked if he had ever seen everything. He said no, and she said he could come inside for a minute. I went back into the living room, but watched as he sat in a dining chair, and she laid on the floor, spread her legs wide, and pulled open her vagina for him to see. She put a finger in, and invited him to do the same. He did, and said that was great. He was obviously nervous, and asked "is your boyfriend going to be mad if I am here and you are undressed?" She got up, paid him for the paper, and held open the backdoor for him to leave. She stood in the door and he took another long look as he left.

When I walked into the kitchen, she was beside to door actively masterbating and coming over and over. Soon after, she gave me her Poloroid (this was about 1990) and I went out the front door, took a picture of her standing half hidden behind the door, then I walked around and took a picture of her standing in her back door using her hands to cover herself. These were followed by a couple of photos of her in the backyard, then with her spreading herself on the floor. I took eight photos---one full roll---and they came out well. I was obviously turned on, and she offered to give my a BJ as a thank you for my help, but then she said her BJ's weren't very good---most guys prefered to screw her. I said no, although I was tempted, but she was too close. It was one thing to see her naked, it would make me very uncomfortable to have sex with her.

We are still friends, and visit either here at my home or at her home. Not long ago, she showed me the photos and I had great memories of the day. She is married now, and seems very happy. Wonder if she still shows off now and then?