"Almost There" (closed)

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"Almost There"

(closed to JonathanBair)​

"I don't want to enjoy myself," Julie Harper growled in a low whisper as she trailed her mother through the kitchen and out the already opened sliding doors to the back deck. "I want to talk about Australia."

"Did you talk to your father?" asked her mother, Elizabeth.

"Yes! Oh my God! Haven't you been listening?" she snapped. Her eyes grew as she realized that some of the neighbors were already present. Elizabeth had thrown an End of School Year barbeque the first weekend after school let out each year since Julie was 4 years old, and before the evening was over, there would be more than 100 people here for the potluck. Julie lowered her voice again, adding, "He told me to talk to you!"

Her mother turned and gave that familiar look, followed by the words that Julie silently mouthed along with her, "I support your father's decision."

Julie growled loud enough to get the attention of most of the two dozen neighbors before spinning and stomping away toward the kitchen, calling out, "It's not fair!"



She sulked in her bedroom for almost an hour, ignoring her mother's polite requests from the other side of the locked door to come out and be sociable. "I don't want to be sociable! I want to go to Australia!"

Elizabeth began in her comforting motherly voice, "Honey, I know you don't want to here this, but... We never promised that you could go on the trip with your friends. We only promised to consider it. And we did. And we decided that--"

"Dad!" Julie corrected quickly. She knew who made the decisions in this family... All of the decisions. "Dad decided!"

After a moment of silence, Elizabeth began again, "You father decided--"

Her mother went quiet as the door before her suddenly flew open to reveal her soon to be 19 year old daughter and the girl's hard, angered expression. They stared in silence for a moment before Julie said in a calm voice, "You said I couldn't go to Europe because of the terrorism dangers..."

Seeing a response was expected, her mother confirmed, "Yes, honey."

"And my friends didn't want to go without me..."

Again, "Yes, honey."

"So they all got their parents to agree on Australia so that I could go..."

Elizabeth stared but did not answer this time. Her daughter was right. There just wasn't anything to be done about it.

"And now...!"

After a moment, her mother said, "Honey, we just don't have the money--"

"Because dad fucked up!"

Elizabeth's eyes and mouth widened to their fullest. "Julie!"

The teen felt the blush coming and -- not wanting her mother to detect the embarrassment -- she slammed the door and screamed out of sight. Julie turned and stomped across her room, screamed again, then plopped down onto her bed. She held her hands out before her: they were shaking!

She'd never dropped the F-bomb on her mother... Ever! EVER!! It just wasn't how she talked to her parents. Hell, she hardly ever used the word even with her friends. She'd always hated the casual use of profanity. She thought it should be reserved for unique moments when what her Gulf War veteran father would call shock and awe were needed.

Dad... she thought. I can't believe I said that about him.

It was only partially true that her father had made an error... Fucked up. He'd loaned money to his brother, Julie's uncle, for a business venture that had flopped. Now, the family was barely paying its bills, leaving nothing for Australia. Julie had socked away almost $4000 over her high school years, with chores, after school jobs, a GoFundMe account, and more. For the trip she and her friends were planning with the help of a young adults travel planning agency, that was barely half of what she needed!

Where the hell am I going to get four grand?



She fumed for another half hour or so before hearing two familiar voices passing by her door: her father and the man who lived one house to the north, just beyond the redwood fence she'd helped her father put in just a couple of months ago. The new barrier had been requested in great part by Julie herself, who always felt like the horny ol' men who lived in the five houses within view of the backyard were watching her while she sun bathed or swam in the pool. It was true that she'd caught one or two of them looking her way on occasion, but there was no evidence that any of them had actually been ogling her. She just knew they were. She was a shapely teen age girl... and they were men!

A thought suddenly hopped into Julie's mind. She leapt from her bed, rushed for and through the door, and called, "Wait!"

When the two men turned to face her, Julie looked first to her father to find him quickly donning that expression, the one that said he was expecting her to embarrass him with this or that or the other thing as an outgrowth of her disappointment.

Instead, though, Julie walked up to the neighbor, smiling politely before asking, "Did I hear that you're looking for an intern at your work?"

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Yes I am going to be spending 2 months down under and can use a helper for work. I was just talking to your dad about it. You can put it on your job resume that you had a summer internship too.
Would you mind taking notes, getting coffee and stuff like that so I don't have to leave meetings or job sites?

Jon stands in his khakis and a polo shirt with loafers. He is 5'10 tall and 200 pounds. Jon has his hair long for a guy where its touching the top of his shoulders with blue eyes.
 
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Julie's eyes widened as the man explained that the intern job he had open was in Australia! She assumed it was at John's business location here in town. She'd envisioned a summer of dreary work here in the valley to earn money to get to the land down under for the last three weeks of September. Now she had the possibility of doing that work in Australia for two months, then spending those three weeks having fun with her friends in a land with which she was already familiar! It couldn't get better than this, assuming...

Julie looked to her father with an expression of doubt, but -- after the disappointment he'd caused her already -- the man was already prepared with an answer. "There will be rules... And you will abide by them to the letter, or you'll be back on the plane--"

He didn't get to finish what he'd been saying as a gleefully giggling Julie launched herself into his arms, nearly knocking him over. "Thank you, thank you, thank you!

He tried to get into the rules, but his daughter was playfully kissing his face all over like she had as a little girl, repeating her appreciation while reassuring him she would do anything he demanded, as he demanded, when he demanded. She turn to rush to her mom, then suddenly spun and threw herself against John. "Thank you, thank you, thank you."

And in a flash, she was gone, rushing out to the yard to tell her mother and others about the good news...


*** I am sending you a private message that you should read before you lost. ***
 
Jon stands back enjoying the show. He is surprised to when he becomes apart of it. Jon smiles as he sees Julie dart off. It made his day to make such a cutie happy and also takes a load off his mind for work. Jon knows this last week or so will be last free time before he starts a branch of his company in Australia. Jon felt good about the quick sudden pick of who he wanted to have by his side this summer.
Jon heads out back to the bbq area with a big smile on his face as he enjoys the day off he has for him self.
 
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"So, what did Jon tell you about the job?"

Julie looked up from her tablet, on which she'd spent the last two days studying anything and everything about Australia. She asked absently, "What?"

Elizabeth gave her daughter that look. "Have you even talked to him? He offered you a job... In Australia... And you haven't even asked him what you'll be doing...? Or, what you should or shouldn't bring...? Or, how much you're to be paid or anything?"

Julie just stared for a moment, suddenly feeling like an idiot. She said softly, "Oops."



Twenty minutes later, she found Jon on his back deck, reading. He didn't hear or see Julie immediately, and she found herself just studying him for a moment. Ogling might have been the right word. Julie had never really paid much attention to Jon before, despite his living next door for...?

Wow, she couldn't even recall how long he'd lived next door. Two years, three? Julie had never paid attention to Jon, of course, because he was an Old Man. Oh sure, he wasn't as old as her father, but he was older than Julie. Maybe half way in between...? She'd have to ask, for curiosity's sake.

He was a good looking man Julie was suddenly realizing. Women probably liked him. He wasn't Julie's type, of course. Old Man! She couldn't even imagine having a boyfriend who was eight, ten, twelve years older than her.

Of course, what would she know about having a boy friend? She'd never had one. She'd kissed boys at school over her teen years. She'd danced really close to one at the Valentines Dance senior year, close enough to feel his erection pressing against her belly, something she was sure he was doing intentionally. She'd even had one of her breasts groped at the lake a few weeks ago by a college boy who wanted to make love to her. She'd only laughed, blushed, and weaseled her way out of there.

That was the extent of Julie's sex life. Impressive.

That was going to change this summer, though. Julie had a plan. She was determined to lose her virginity while in Australia. She'd find some cute, blonde, tanned, surfer-type boy... Lay a blanket out on the beach under the stars... It would be so romantic...

Julie suddenly realized that Jon was studying her study him. She dropped her gaze to the deck as her face exploded in redness. "Sorry. I, um... I was..."

She didn't know what to say, because -- despite the plan on which she'd been working for months -- Julie realized that she was thinking about how it would feel to be laying on a blanket on an Australian beach losing her virginity... to Jon.

"My mother suggested I come ask about the job, Mister Bair," she said, using his surname as her father would have insisted. "Could you tell me what I'll be doing?"
 
Jon was laying in his hammock reading a book. When turning the page he noticed Julie standing there. Her eyes fixed on him but she seamed a million miles away.
Jon smiled and asked if he may help her. When she asked about the job he smiled and said "Oh yes the job. He asked if she wanted a seat." Jon held his hand out to the decks few chairs. When he said that he half wanted her to jump in the hammock with him but what would a young thing like her want with a old guy like him. He knew he wasn't old in the elderly way, but to a teen 32 must seam old. He was younger then her father but not by much only by 6 years he thought to him self.

When he heard her call him Mr. Bair, he said that is for the office when others are around. When its just us outside of work, please call me Jon.

You would be taking notes on a basic form of who is at the meeting, where the meeting is about. If I am in a meeting or on a call and need a drink or a snack I would ask you to pick them up now and then. Most the time I get them my self before hand or do with out. Some times I may ask you to make a copy or grab something from the printer. Nothing to hard, but you will get to learn about the company. For pay I don't know what ever the norm is, I don't write the checks. Accounting deals with the cash. I think its about $8-10 a hour. You just gotta pay for food and your fun stuff. You will spend a lot of time in my office. Is there anything you wanted to know persay? We will be in the office and on job sites.
 
"When it's just us outside of work," he told her, "please call me Jon."

Julie smiled and felt another blush coming. She'd never had overt sexual thoughts about Jon before, so to contemplate sex on a beach with him, then have him tell her to be more familiar with him so quickly after said thought...

"Thank you... Jon," she said, trying to hide her shyness but failing miserably. Then, as if the God of Duh had struck her with a lightning bolt and friend her entire brain, she actually said to him, "You can call me Julie."

She felt her face explode again in a blush as he explained the duties of the job. Her mother, who had been a Personal Assistant for years before finally becoming what her father called Just a House Wife, would have referred to this Intern position as being a Gofer, as in go fer this and go fer that. Julie had done a lot of Gofer work during her years of saving up for Europe-turned-Australia, so she knew that this would be a snap.

It would be a snap... and she would be in Australia! As Jon continued, Julie's brain was again being flooded with the wonderful adventures she was going to have Down Under. She contemplated that subject that had filled her mind often over the last two days: she'd be there for two months without her friends first. With whom would she hang out before their arrival?

She studied Jon's face as he continued, not really hearing the words but watching the lips move anyway. She thought maybe Mister Bair might spend some time with her. Maybe give her a ride to the beach or the mall or the Outback or the Concert Hall, then hang out with her, just to keep her from being alone. As she watched his lips move and -- deep inside -- remembered that for which a man's lips were made other than talking, Julie's stomach turned over with nervousness... Or, was it something else?

She didn't really... What was the word...? Lust! She didn't really lust for men. Oh sure, she got that tingle of desire down below sometimes. And she masturbated, of course. Who didn't, right? But, her life had been consumed with getting through school, being accepted at University, and working hard to get to Europe-turned-Australia. She'd never really set aside time for get her body treated in the way so many of her girl friends did. Hell, some of them only thought about sex. Of course, most of them weren't going anywhere in life, so... Lesson learned.

Suddenly Julie's subconscious kicked her consciousness in the ass, bringing her back from her daydreams, and she realized that Jon had asked, "Is there anything you wanted to know per se? We will be in the office and on job sites."

"Oh, um... No!" she said, without really even contemplating whether or not she had questions. For two days, her mind had been whirling with the happenings of her presence and future. Should have brought a list, she thought. "Oh wait, yes."

Julie began to pepper Jon with questions, about the job, the city in which they'd be, what she should bring for clothes, would her phone work, did she need shots and a visa, and more. He answered them with ease and precision, making it obvious to her that this international travel thing was something upon which he had a firm grasp.

There was finally a silence as Julie ran out of questions, and she looked about herself as if the surroundings themselves would prompt more inquiries. Then came the question that she'd been wanting to ask but needed a way to ask that made it more casual curiosity than personal interest.

"So... Is your wife in Australia? Or, does she travel down with you when you leave. Will she be flying with us, I mean?"

Julie hadn't paid much attention to the man next door over the years, but she had been observant enough to notice a woman there occasionally. She might have been his wife. She might have been his girl friend. She might have been his sister. Hell, she might have been a one night stand and wasn't just one she was but was several for all the attention Julie had given.

She wasn't sure why she was asking the question at all. She shouldn't care. After all, she was just his Intern, just an employee, just his teenage neighbor. This was information that she didn't honestly need to know, unless one day Jon asked her to go buy some concert tickets for him and she needed to know For one or two?

Julie was actually hoping Jon had a wife... Or a fiancée... Or at least a long time lover. It would mean that the old man wouldn't try to make a play for her while they were ten thousand miles away from Julie's very protective parents. She trusted that her father trusted Jon. Her father -- let alone her mother! -- would never have let Julie go on this trip if they'd had any idea that Jon would try to part their daughter's thighs and make a woman out of her.

Of course, Julie didn't know enough about men to know that having a wife or fiancée or long time lover didn't always prevent a man from seducing young, innocent women-- girls! Hell, she didn't know hardly anything about them. Just as Australia would be unknown to her, so would be learning what men were like, whether it was a tanned surfer boy on the beach or Mister Jon Bair on the couch in his office.
 
Jon smiled and said "Just the 2 of us will be flying my wife wont be making the trip. She has no interest in my work and nor do I have in her work. You can wear jeans and t-shirts but nothing to sexy as its a place of work. You can also dress it up a bit too if you want to, but best to wear pants of some sort on the work sites. You know that woman's lib thing, well keep the clothing so it don't interfere with work and i don't care what you wear. My self most the time I will be in jeans and a t-shirt, but I like to keep a semi dress outfit in the office for if I need to go to meetings with new clients."

Jon smiles and says "Something like that you got on would be ok for the office but not on the work sites. You would be to busy holding that pretty blue dress of yours if we go up into a building as its being made, the wind can blow hard."

"As far as shots just the basics is needed, its not like we are going to some third world country you know."Jon smiles and say in a joking tone. You will need your passport I got the visa's for 2 on there way.

Jon says "If your going to stay, feel free to grab a seat" as he says that he hopes she walks to the hammock to sit on the side of or lay down in with him. He thinks to him self dont be a horny old man.

Jon's eyes watches the dress how the wind blows it lightly wrapping it around her and slightly rocking the hammock Jon is still laying in.
 
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(FYI: I lost the pic of the dress, so its not blue anymore. Sorry.)

Julie's mind was working overtime as Jon answered her questions...

...my wife wont be making the trip...

...which meant that this man would be without a woman for two months... And men don't just go without a woman for two months do they...? Even if they are married?

...She has no interest in my work and nor do I have in her work...

...which meant...? Well, what did that really mean? Julie instantly perceived it as trouble! Aren't spouses supposed to be interested in one another's work, interests, hobbies, and so on? Did this mean they never talked about their work with one another? What did they talk about? Julie's experience was that most adults -- her father at the least -- spend almost half of their life at work. If they didn't come home to talk to their other half about that...

You can wear jeans and t-shirts but nothing too sexy...

That actually caused Julie's lips to spread just a tiny bit before she got control of herself. About the sexiest thing Julie owned was the dress she was wearing now. Her mother had supervised her wardrobe since she was a little girl and still did so today; and her father had even nixed some of the outfits her mother had allowed, forcing Julie to take them back to the store for something he found less revealing. Her bathing suits had garnered curious, questioning glances and comments from the other girls at the beach or pool, even leading to questions about whether her family was ultra-religious and institutionally restrictive about exposure of the female body.

...keep the clothing so it don't interfere with work...

Yeah, not a problem. Julie had never been hit on at work by any of her male co-workers. Well, that's not true. A hundred-ninety year old pervert of a janitor once groped her butt while she was doing clean up after a school play to pay off some class fees. Julie hadn't counted that one though, because five minutes after he'd done it, the old geezer was again introducing himself to Julie and explaining how to perform the duties she'd already finished.

...My self most the time I will be in jeans and a t-shirt...

Julie couldn't help but glance down at Jon's physique when he got to this part. She couldn't believe that she'd never before noticed how good looking he was or how well built he was. Oh sure, he wasn't one of the 18 year old football types from school, with their tight ass bodies devoid of any visible body fat. But he looked good... For an old man, that was. He certainly looked better than Julie's father, whose naked body, including his thingy, she'd seen once through the bathroom door and had never been able to get out of her mind, no matter how hard she tried.

...Something like that you got on would be ok for the office but not on the work sites...

Julie's first thought to this comment was dirty, horny workers! Once, she and her best friend, Laura, had gone into The City for the day. They'd passed a work site where all of the men had been sitting around eating their lunch and tipping thermoses of hot coffee. The guys started hooting and hollering to the two of them, asking their names and if they wanted to sit, on the horn dogs' laps, and visit for a while. The comments kept getting more and more graphic, and while Julie was blushing and horrified and only wanted to hurry away, Laura was enjoying it enough to suddenly lift her tee shirt and bra both and flash her breasts to the men before hurrying the two of them away.

You would be to busy holding that pretty blue dress of yours if we go up into a building as its being made, the wind can blow hard...

She recalled that old black and white photograph of that pretty blonde actress, Marilyn something-- Monroe! Standing over the subway vent as the air rushed up and flashed her panties to the passersby. That had been very erotic for the time. Julie had read that the censors had tried in vain to force the shot cut because it was considered inappropriate and too sexy for the American viewers. Hell, today the girls in Julie's gym class wore shorts and tights that were far more revealing of their womanly features than the blonde bombshell's underwear had been back then.

Julie wondered how she would react if suddenly the air rushed up her skirt and exposed her panties to nearby men. She'd probably get a couple of cute comments, even a whoop whoop or a wolf call. But it would pass. The skimpiest pair of panties she owned were, as her younger brother had called them once seeing them in the laundry, granny panties!

With the question and answer period finished, Julie's neighbor and future boss said, "If your going to stay, feel free to grab a seat."

Julie thought she might have caught Jon looking over her body, but her mind was in so many places right now, she couldn't be sure whether it was what her real eyes had seen or just what her hopeful minds eye had imagined. She couldn't believe that she was having sexual thoughts about this man! Not necessarily sex thoughts, as in intercourse thoughts... But just... Considerations about what it would be like to be physical with him or even to simply have him look at her in a more revealing bikini than she'd ever owned and cause him to... You know... Get a stiffy!

"No, I, uh, I shouldn't," she said, feeling a blush come on. She pointing back to the house, continuing, "I should start putting together my things for the trip."

She'd already been told by her father that they'd be leaving in three days. That meant she only had two nights to take care of every thing with which she needed to deal. She backed away, giving Jon a shy little wave and smile, then turned--

And suddenly, her brain reminded her that she was now showing off her tight little buttocks to the man with whom she would be spending the next too months. And for reasons that would make her giggle later... She put a tiny little extra amount of wiggle in her hips before hurrying off down the path and around the fence for home.



The last night before departing America...

The last night before leaving her parents for the entire summer...

The last night before she began spending most of that summer with the man next door...

...the man next door...

Who Julie was staring at from the darkness of her own bedroom at this very moment...

Her parents had left a few minutes earlier to go retrieve a suitcase from Julie's gramma after the teen broke the zipper on the one she'd been trying to over pack. Julie had gone upstairs to look for something. She couldn't even remember what it was now, now that she was seeing Jon. She'd noticed the light in his bedroom from her mother and father's room, and stepped closer to the window in curiosity. And there he was, working out on a machine in nothing but a tight pair of shorts.

Julie was suddenly mesmerized. It was the first time she'd seen him without a shirt, and he was a lot better built than she'd ever imagined. Still not one of the young jocks from school, but... Oh, she couldn't help but wonder what he was going to look like up close on an Australian beach in a couple of weeks or even days.

Would she see him like that, up close and semi-personal? Or would Jon maintain a distance between them after work? They hadn't talked about what each would do with their free time. Why would they? She was only his intern, not his girl friend.

Where's your wife? Julie thought, searching the other windows for evidence of Missus Jon The Hunk. The rest of the window drapes were pulled tight, so for all Julie knew, Jon's wife was right there, naked, urging him on in his work out with promises of wild, passionate sex that would fill his final night in America. Or... She might not be home, out at some sleazy motel with another man who still found her attractive and was rocking her world since her husband wouldn't, didn't, or couldn't.

Jesus, girl! Julie chastised herself. Her mind was going places it had never been before. Her hands were going places, too, but they'd been there on occasion. As she watched the not-quite-so-old-looking-now man work out, Julie's hands had begun caressing over her yearning body. And before she knew it, right there in the darkness of her parent's room, she had one hand down the elastic waist of her gym shorts and panties and was fondling that sensitive button of flesh.

Julie moved to kneel in her father's reading chair as she watched Jon's exertions, intensifying and speeding her masturbation. She was beginning to lose control, fighting between wanting to drop into the chair for more comfort or staying tall so that she could continue to watch the man who was filling her fantasy. She wasn't going to cum here, not like this. Regretfully, she bid her neighbor adieu, went to her own bed, closed her eyes, pictured Jon on that beach blanket down between her parted legs, and drove herself to the best orgasm she'd experienced in her life, pulling the pillow over her face to mute her screams just in case her parents happened to arrive home before she finished.



The farewells at the airport brought tears to the eyes of all. The hugs and last minute advice were plentiful, of course. As her father wandered over to talk to and shake hands with Jon, Elizabeth leaned down to her daughter for a last hug.

"I put protection in your suitcase," she whispered. "Inside the little blue bag stuffed down inside your red wind breaker."

Julie pulled her head back to look into her mother's eyes, asking with sincere confusion, "Protection? From what?"

When her mother only stared at her, with a raised eye brow and a slight smirk, Julie's eyes grew enormously as her face exploded with red. She growled in whisper, "Mother!"

Elizabeth only laughed as she pulled her daughter tightly to her, then pulled back again to explain, "You're 18. You're going to Australia. You're a beautiful young woman--"

"I'm not!" Julies cut in.

"You're a beautiful young woman!" her mother repeated with stress, talking Julie's cheeks into her hand, then physically turning her head so that the two nearby men were in her view. She continued in whisper, "And you're going to be alone with a man who will be without his wife for two months."

Julie looked back to her mother with a horrified expression, but she didn't get anything out before her mother began again.

"You are coming back to University in three months. You don't need any complications in your life. Male complications. Boy friends. Get it out of your system with someone who won't be looking for long term commit--"

"Oh my god!" Julie growled. "What are you--?"

Her mother laughed and pulled them together so tightly that Julie couldn't breath. Elizabeth kissed her cheek, looked to Jon again, then back to her daughter, and laughed. "I'd do him myself if I hadn't recently realized I prefer other women."

Julie's mouth dropped open as she just stared. Oh my god! Did my mother just come out! My mother! My father's wife! Likes women! And... And she's telling me that I should get it out of my system... With the old married guy next door!!!!

"Ready, honey?"

Julie looked up to see her father standing next to her. He gave her a concerned expression, asking, "Everything okay?"

Julie looked back to her mother only to find the woman smiling knowingly to her. After a long moment of shocked silence, she said, "Oh God am I ready!"

Her mother gave her another tight hug, whispering, "Our secret for now."

"Oh yeah," Julie promised. Ain't no way I'm EVER telling that to ANY one!

They finished their good byes, and she and Jon headed for the security line. Her brain was telling her subconscious that the man was talking to her, but her conscious was still back there with her mother as Elizabeth told her I like pussies now... And you should get some dick this summer. They were all the way in the plane and dropping into their seats before Julie was able to join in the up-to-now one sided conversation.

"I'm looking forward to this, Mister-- Jon," she said with a polite smile. She let her gaze drop to his body for a brief instant, remembered her fantasies from the night before, remembered her mother's instructions, then looked forward at nothing at all...

And suddenly realized that her panties were wet.
 
Jons eyes did wonder over Julie's body for a second here or there trying to be discreet as he checks out the hot teen before him. He had his legs hiding the fact he had a boner as he couldn't help but she would come running to the hammock and get in it with him.

When Jon heard her stutter he found that cute and wondered if she was thinking about jumping on the hammock and ridding his hard cock all day long. He would never get tired of seeing how easy that woman blushed. As she pointed back to the house he gave a friendly smile and nodded. Jon said "Oh yes make sure you pack what you want to take with. Cant leave the kitchen sink behind." At the end he added a chuckle to it.

Jon noticed how she started to walk off and had been looking up and down freely at her back side admiring her firm young legs and what looked like firm sexy ass he would die to get his hands on. Then he noticed something that shocked him where his mouth feel open. He seen her hips sway. He blinked a few times to make sure he wasn't seeing things but sure enough she put a bit extra sway in her hips as she walked. Jon's mind was in over drive about that. She must of did that with intention. He wondered if it was some silly school girl game or was she really shaking her ass for him. Did she want him?

Jon was wondering if he should work out or not with his nightly work out every other day. He was thinking about skipping it with his flight the next day. He thought to him self if I slack this time then next time I will find a reason to slack off. He did his normal curls and even jumped on a rowing machine that worked everything from his feet up to his shoulders. He loved that as he really had fun with that getting weight and cardio work out as he had to push of with his legs to pull the bar back to life the weights. It kinda reminded him of a merry-go-round as a kid only they went up and down and he was sliding foreword and backwards. They used mechanical power to move and he was doing this all on his own. Jon was off in his own little world as he never knew if his wife was in the her own bedroom or her office on the far side of the house. If it wasn't for meal times he would forget she was in the house most the time as he did everything by him self unless it was some social event where they had to put on the happy married couple act. Sure they where happy ignoring each other. Jon found the house more peaceful this way tho he had to beat one off him self a few times a week.

Jon never really thought about Julie as a woman till that day he asked her to work for him. Then that sway in her hips hit home she was no little girl she was a young hot woman. Tho he knew she was way out of his league a hot little bomb shell would want to go for some starter jock or something like that, not some 32 year old guy.

Jon sat there doing his rows in his own little world daydreaming on being on a row boat out at sea, feeling the warm wind blowing in his face as he pushed the little boat along the water. The pure air filling his lungs and the hot sun shining down on him. He loved thinking of that as it pushed him to keep working out harder and fast. Sure he could go fast but this is a fun pace he kept. Jon had no idea anyone was watching let alone the little bombshell that lived next door named Julie.


At the airport Jon was talking to his best friend and he promised he would keep a eye on his little girl, the hotel rooms where side by side with adjoining rooms. He had asked the hotel to put some tape or something to stop the lock from latching so he could keep a eye on her if things sounded wrong.
The men shaken hands and gave a pat on the shoulder for having a good summer as they walked to the 2 lady's hugging and talking.

As they got in line Jon was telling her Julie would have 2 days off before work and she would have to turn her body around because there night is are day so when you come back your body will be up all night long here. Told her about the hotel that they where on the top floor and she would have a corner room over looking the beach. Jon smiled when she responded what seamed to be on que with saying how she was looking forward to it. He was about to reminder her only in the office or with clients she had to call him Mr. Bair other times Jon works, but she caught her self. This sent Jon's mind into daydreams about seeing her on the beach laying next to him in a bikini. Maybe he would get lucky and she would take her top off and tan her breasts too. As he thought about that he could feel him self getting hard so he shot hit ankle up over his knee to try and hid the growing erection. He would be sitting next to her for 3 hours with a 2 hour layover before the 16 hour flight with nothing but water outside of the window to look at. She was on the inside seat so he would have to look at her body that made him smile a bit thinking he could check her out a bit that way. As Jon was sitting next to Julie on the first leg of the trip. He found him self he did more work outs. Jon knew he had a bit of a belly on him but he didn't have a 6pack. Something to look good as he sat next Julie who showed all the signs of woman hood but yet still had that kid skinniness to her.

Jon sat there with his mind partly busy as the where on the jet rushing to the south west for there first stop at LAX airport before getting on there last flight to over seas. His mind was working on Julies fathers request to "keep a eye on her like shes yours". Jon never really looked at his best friends daughter, but now he sees Julie as the hot young woman she is and not a little girl. How can Jon blame any guy for looking at her the way he is starting to look at her. Then there is a request he made to look in on her if things sound wrong. Jon's mind was blown for a day trying to grasp that he could walk into her room with out her ok, and Jon would still have Julies father support backing him. Sitting on the plan he realized to keep a eye on her he was going to have to be around her to watch her. He thought of the hotel's pool and the beach that was blocks away from where they where staying. Jon had also just realized if he was to move into that 1 room house he was looking at getting for his second home. What would he do with Julie. He couldn't leave her at the hotel for a month. Jon gluped hard thinking she would have to live with him. Share the 1 bathroom. She was going to do all the things a woman would do and he would have to keep his hands to him self. Jon now regrets not even kissing his wife who turned into a house mate for the last 5 years. His love life make a iceberg look tropical in comparison. Now he is going to be with Julie who is hot little thing and so full of energy. He can feel a small panic attack starting to form as he looks at Julie.
 
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They quickly made their way from the domestic terminal to the international one, and Julie could feel the difference between the two. The people, the stores, the languages floating her way from every direction nearly overwhelmed her. She'd never flown before, let alone flown to another country. When Jon told her that they wouldn't be boarding for another ninety minutes, Julie asked if she could spend that time looking through the stores. His cell phone rang before he even had time to respond. She pointed to a satellite location of a familiar women's clothing store, mouthed I'll be in there, and headed off.

Julie had intentionally minimized her carryon items, fitting her necessities into just an over-the-shoulder throw bag. She left it with the front counter clerk as a sign in the window directed and began perusing the latest summer wear fashions. A sales woman about the age of Julie's mother asked if she was looking for anything in particular.

"Oh no!" she said quickly. "I'm going to Australia. It's winter there now, opposite of here."

"But it's still warm and sunny," the woman countered quickly, gesturing Julie to follow. "It's not at all like LA in the winter, all dark and cold and wet. You can enjoy the beaches -- most of them -- most of the year."

Julie didn't know if the woman was being truthful or simply trying to sell her something. As she looked around the store, she saw mostly foreign types who had likely just arrived in Los Angeles and were looking for summer clothes for here, as opposed to locals who were on their way out. But she followed the woman anyway.

"What part of Australia are you visiting dear?" the woman asked, as she began searching through a rack of swim wear.

Julie had to pull out the notes she'd been putting together over the past days to read the Aboriginal name without mutilating it. "I think it's near--"

"Wonderful!" the woman cut in, a wide, devilish smirk on her face. "I know that beach."

"Well... I think it's a city," Julie said, "not a beach."

The woman laughed. "Oh, honey. Trust me. No one cares about the city. And you aren't shopping in here for the city. You're in here shopping for the beach!"

As she finished, the sales woman held up a hanger, on which was a tiny thong bottom that -- like in the Harrison Ford-Anne Heche movie, Six Days, Seven Nights -- looked like little more than a pirate eye patch. "This...!... is what you want for that beach."

Julie's eyes were huge! "Where's the rest of it? And where's the top?"

The woman laughed again. "Top? You don't need a top. The beaches there are all topless."

"Topless?"

The sales woman donned an inquiring expression, asking, "Well... of course they are. You didn't know that?"

"No!" Julie spat back. She laughed nervously. "I don't... I don't have to go topless... Do I?"

"Well of course not... but..." The woman had been nearing Julie from the opposite side of the round display and now looked her up and down, even taking her by the arm to turn the teen and check out her back side. When she turned the now red faced Julie back, she asked, "But... Why wouldn't you? You're a very beautiful young woman. You should take this advantage, honey! Get some attention! Revel in your sexuality!"

The woman leaned in closer, whispering, "Harden some... you know--" She glanced downward, as if toward a man's personals, giggling as she emphasized the tiny thong again and added, "It's fun, watching the men try to hide their erections when they're suits aren't much bigger than this."

Julie felt her face flush again, but the woman was already circling the display again, suggesting less revealing suits and cover ups. After ten minutes of seeing nothing in which she could in a million years imagine herself wearing on the beach, she finally thanked the woman and hurried to retrieve her bag and head out the door again...

...where she practically ran head first into Jon, who was again -- or still -- on the phone. Again, her face flushed. Had he just shown up at the door? Or had he been watching the woman showing off the tiny, flesh exposing suits that were causing Julie deep feelings of inadequacy in her womanly form? She waited until he was done with his call, then quickly asked, "Can we just go to the gate and wait?"



By the time their flight landed in Hawaii, Julie had agonized endlessly over the whole topless beach thing. She was going to look like a childish prude out there on the beach in one of her typical swim suits, surrounded by women in nothing more than a triangular piece of cloth barely larger than a playing card. But she just couldn't imagine wearing so little... especially if Jon, her boss, the old man from next door, was right next to her, maybe even sharing her blanket with her.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this is your captain," a male voice sounded over the cabin's intercom as the plane was taxiing to the terminal. "I have good news... and I have bad news."

There was a grumble throughout the cabin that Julie took as meaning that only the bad news mattered. The captain continued, we are having a problem with a fuel indicator, which means that we will have to switch planes. That's the bad news. The good news is that a replacement plane is being moved to the next gate so the layover will only be about thirty minutes. You are welcome to peruse the stores in the terminal, but we ask that you do not leave the area. We will announce boarding in twenty minutes, then get you back on your way."

Julie knew how she was going to use that twenty minutes. She was going to get a sexy bikini...
 
Jon was on the phone trying to keep a eye on Julie. Jon was watching her in a woman swimsuit store. When the sales lady showed Julie the lower half of a bikini he could see 20 feet away how red her face was. Jon had a bit of a chuckle at that. He knew no guys would be in that store unless they where with a woman so she would be safe. Jon was just getting off the phone when Julie ran into him. When Julie asked about waiting he nodded and sat with her in the seating area to wait to board the plane. He looked on the cell reading news while waiting.

When the Jon heard the news about the layover Jon just looked at Julie and shrugged. They got off the plane and was expecting her to sit at the gate. He was surprised to see her head to the stores and this time fallowed her into the store. He was shocked to see her look at more bikini's. Jon was even more shocked she didn't try it on, but payed for 2 and then checked out. She made her way back to the seating area where he fallowed and sat. Jon was going to ask why the second store then remembered Julies face going beat read so he didn't bother to ask.
When at the hotel Jon told Julie to check in ahead of him and he would be up in a bit. He had to check on some stuff. When Julie was out of ear shot he asked about the lock in the adjoining room and he was told it wouldn't lock as requested. Jon got his room key and headed to his room.
Jon dropped his bags off and knocked on the door that joined the rooms.
 
Julie stood before the mirror in the hotel room's bathroom, staring wide eyed at the amount of flesh the bikini revealed. I can't wear this! I CAN'T!!

It was so tiny! Both top and bottom! More of her breasts was exposed than covered! And despite having shaved down there for her previous bikini -- narrowing her wide patch of dark curls -- she realized that she was going to have to shave almost all of her pubic area to wear this tiny thing.

She turned to look at her back side. She'd never worn a thong before. It felt weird, having little more than a string cutting up between her buttock cheeks. She couldn't help but smile, though. Nice! Oh my god! It really is nice!

Julie turned around again, inspecting herself, front, back, front again. Despite feeling inferior physically to most of her girl friends back home, she was actually a beautiful young woman. There was absolutely nothing wrong with her body. Her insecurities came from the fact that all of her friends had dramatic hour glass figures or huge tits or makeup model complexions or all of the above.

She giggled. She knew she looked good in this bikini. And she knew the boys on the beach would gather like hungry wolves to a lone lamb. The question was... Did she mind that? After all, she'd promised herself that she would lose her virginity this summer. She wasn't going to do that by not attracting boys. She looked herself over once more with a couple of spins, then looked to the counter and the other bikini. It was a stark white, whereas this one was a black pattern. Would it look as good on her?

She pulled the strings to easily and quickly disrobe, setting the suit aside, when the sound of a door caught her attention. Julie's head spun and her eyes and mouth both opened in shock as she found Jon standing in opened connecting door between their rooms. She screamed in panic and reached out to slam the bathroom door shut, thinking OH MY GOD!! MY BOSS SAW ME NAKED!!
 
Jon's mouth feel open and he could feel his cock spring to life seeing Julie naked. Jon moved to the nearest thing to sit on and that was the bed. His mind was so shocked he missed the fact that all her clothing was on the bed behind him along with the hotel robe. He looked at the bathroom wall in shock wondering to him self "did I just see what I think I seen?" He put one hand on his forehead trying to replay it to see if he could have miss seen it, but sure think she was nude. He went to put his hand on the bed when he felt something odd. He was expecting to feel the bedding but he left silk not cotton. He looked down and there his had was resting on a pair of female panties. Jon's head shifted from the bed to the bathroom wall like he was watching a tennis match. Jon was turned on by the babe in Julies bathroom. He said out loud " Was that, Could that have been, no way" as he is wrapping his mind around he is sitting in the middle of Julie's bathroom and her clothing. Jon looked back and seen you outfit she had on he now wonders dose she have anything in there to wear.
A second or two later it dawns on him he should ask. Jon gets up and walks to the bathroom door and knocks asking "Julie you in there? Umm do you need any clothing or anything. We need to talk if you can please come out. I can slip you a dress if you need it." While he waits for her response he sits on the bed and puts his hand on the upper part of the panties. Pinning it to the bed. He is almost touching the crotch section but not there yet. As he sits he is thinking about feeling them if they are wet or not. He holds off doing that. With his luck she would come out and find him investigating them. You don't want your best friends daughter telling her dad that you where playing in her panties if hes the over protective kind of dad.
 
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Jon asked, "Julie you in there?"

"Don't come in!" she called out, panic in her voice. As soon as she'd said it, she felt stupid. The door was closed and locked. He wasn't coming in! Duh! Her shock was tempered by anger as she asked, "What're you doing in my room?"

He asked, sounding concerned, "Umm, do you need any clothing or anything."

"No!" she spat out quickly. "I have clothes."

She looked around herself and realized that all she had was the bath towels. She snatched one and quickly wrapped it around her body, tying it under her arms so tightly that when she turned to look in the mirror she found the upper roundness of her breasts pressing upwards as if trying to escape vertically. She looked like one of those Southern Belles in a movie about the 19th century.

He continued, "We need to talk if you can please come out. I can slip you a dress if you need it."

"No!" she called again, fearful that he would see her again, even if on accident. The first time had been on accident, after all. Hadn't it? Or... Had he intentionally come into her room to see her naked? No. He couldn't have known that she was changing. It was coincidence. A horrific coincidence!

Oh my god, my boss saw me naked!

In her moment of horror, Julie had totally forgotten that less than 24 hours earlier she'd been masturbating to the fantasy of Jon between her thighs, claiming her virginity as he grunted in exertion and she cried out in ecstasy. But that had only been fantasy! This was reality! And in reality, her neighbor, her father's friend, her boss had seen her stark naked.

Julie had never been so embarrassed in all her life.

She held her hands out before her and realized that they were trembling. She looked into the mirror, checking out her shape in the towel. He saw me. Naked! It had only been for a split second. Hadn't it? She'd been standing there in the bathroom for... Forever, stripping, changing into the first suit, changing out of it, and only then turning to see Jon. Had he been there the whole time, watching? Or had the sound that attracted her attention been him stepping into the room? It was the latter, of course, but she didn't know that.

She moved over nearer to the door and said through it in a soft, polite tone, "Jon... Were you... How long... How long were you standing there?"

She listened to his answer, wondering whether or not it was true. She was going to ask Did you see me naked? but, to be honest, she didn't really want an answer to that. If he said no, she wouldn't believe him, and she'd have to call him on it. And if he said yes, there would be the issue of apologies and explanations and maybe even comments like You're a beautiful young woman which might lead to Julie, I want to fuck you all day and all night, are you interested?

She slapped a hand over her mouth, stifling a giggle that almost escaped at that last thought. When she had control of herself, she asked, "Could you leave please now, Mister Bair?"

Julie intentionally used Jon's surname, trying to remind him that he was her boss. She waited until she heard him leave before she cracked the door, found the coast clear, and hurried to the bed to retrieve the hotel robe. She wrapped it around her body -- still enclosed within the towel -- then went to the connecting door. She checked the lock, not noticing the tape that had kept it open earlier, and managed to get it to operate properly.

Once she felt securely alone, Julie just stood in the room for a moment... then cracked up laughing. Oh... my... god... my... boss... saw... me... naked! It had been a shock. And while it had been and still was a bit embarrassing, Julie suddenly found herself happy it had happened. No male -- boy or man -- had seen her naked since her father had seen her so as a toddler, giving her baths or letting her swim in the kiddy pool in her birthday suit.

It seemed... liberating. A man... had seen her with no clothes on. And it hadn't killed her. She remembered what the sales lady in LA had told her about the topless beaches. Maybe she could actually do that, go out onto a sunny, sandy beach, lay out a blanket, make herself comfortable... and then take off her top!

By the time she'd gotten herself dressed, Julie had concluded that she could do it. The question now was whether or not she could do it in front of Jon. He'd already seen her naked, after all. But he was still her boss. All day, every day, as she worked, Julie would be wondering whether Jon was picturing her naked. She couldn't work under those conditions. Could she?
 
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Jon cracked up when he heard "Dont come in" with panic in her voice. Such a innocent little thing she is. He answered I wont and I am sitting on your bed. I came to tell you something from your father."

"No!" she spat out quickly. "I have clothes." Jon just shrugged and said oh good I wouldn't want you to have to hide nude in there.

"No!" she said fearful again. Jon wondered what that was about.

Jon smiled hearing the tone in her voice change. Jon takes that as a good sign. Jon says "I am sorry I shouldn't have just popped in like that, I should have waited for you to open the door but I just was walking into your room when you came out. I didn't see much I promise other then a blink of a eye flash of your lovely body. I came over to tell you your dads request and let you know the line up for the coming days."

"Could you leave please now, Mister Bair?" Jon was shocked by her calling him Mr. Bair. He thought to him self she must be embarrassed. Jon answered back. I got a meeting to go to in a hour and half. I will be in my room talking to my contacts. You know where I am if you want to talk later.

Jon went into his room and closed the door. Jon was changing his pants and shirt into a suit. Jon was thinking hear hear her giggle fest about seeing her naked but didn't pay really listen as he was getting ready for a meeting at the pool side and getting in touch with his contacts inland.
Jon changed into some trunks and a muscle t-shirt look likehttp://www.stylebistro.com/lookbook/Ryan+Lochte and sandals. It was a informal meeting and a pool party at one of the main guys home that he was looking to work with.

Jon set a alarm on his phone then moved to sit on his bed using his cell to send texts to who he needed to. Jon lost track of time till he heard his room phone ring. He picked it up to find she was down stairs. Jon asked if she would get him something sweet like a cappuccino and get something for her self. To charge there drinks to his room. A few minute later Jon was down stairs looking for her.
 
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Julie gave Jon enough time to get downstairs and begin his meeting before she followed. She stopped at the open doors of the lobby, looking out onto the patio surrounding the pool. It was crowded with vacationers and business travelers alike.

She found Jon sitting at a glass table with a pair of men and a woman. Their ages ranged, but they all seemed to be within a few years of her boss's age. More old people, she thought, smiling. She couldn't wait until she met some people her own age. It would be over two months before her own friends arrived for their three weeks in Australia. Julie couldn't imagine spending that entire time surrounded by people that old.

And yet, as she stood in the shade studying the four people, she couldn't help but wonder about getting to know Jon better. Better, as in more intimately. She had no plans to do so, of course. He was almost her father's age. But... It was all so confusing. She wanted so badly to lose her virginity to a nice boy before the summer was out, to become a woman, to partake of those pleasures she's only seen in the movies or in online videos or read about in her romance novels.

But, could a boy do all of that for her? Or, did that take a man... like Jon?

Like Jon, she reminded herself. It doesn't HAVE to be Jon. As she looked around the patio at the men of various ages, Julie suddenly had a new thought. She obviously couldn't have sex with Jon. Not because he was so much older than her but because he was her boss. But she knew that she might have a more meaningful and enjoyable experience with a man if he was Jon's age.

Another old guy? she thought, smiling. Great.

Suddenly, Julie realized that Jon was looking her way having caught sight of her in the doorway. She smiled, then waved timidly. She drew a deep breath, exhaled, and said to herself, "Time to start your new job, Julie."

She headed out toward the table, her hard soled, short heeled open toe sandals tap tapping across the tile. There was a light breeze, causing Julie's summer dress to waft about her legs. After the incident upstairs, she'd almost not worn it, considering a loose fitting blouse and long skirt that better hid her features. Her breasts may have only been "B" cups, but they were firm and gravity defying. And the dress's cut only emphasized the smallish orbs to the point that as she reached the table, each of its occupants couldn't help but take a peek at them, even the woman.

"Hello everyone," she said with a polite smile. As she continued, she gently laid a hand upon the back of Jon's chair, standing near enough that it looked professional yet allowed the slight breeze to flood her boss's nostrils with the light, musky smell of her perfume. "I'm Julie. Julie Harper. I'm Mister Bair's summer intern. Is there anything I can get you anything at the pool bar so that you can continue here without interruption?"

She smiled broader, pleased with herself. She'd been practicing that line in her head back in the doorway and had managed to get it out without tripping over her tongue. I can do this job, she thought to herself. But that wasn't the only reason she was happy. She was standing just inches from a man who had seen her naked just minutes earlier... and across the table, one of his male business associates -- likely halfway between Jon and Julie's ages -- was eying her with the hunger of a wolf.

Maybe this is the man who will take my virginity...
 
Jon smiles looking up at Julie and says "Looks like all the chairs are full, would you like my chair this is a casual event Julie? Jon gets a hard on as hes looking at the underside of Julies breast in the light dress. He can only see part of her face. Everyone holds up there glasses almost full. Jon starts talking about the new house that he is having being made. Jon adds in "Julie can tell you the details that she wants in the second bedroom. I will let her make that room best for her." Jon smiles looking up at Julie hoping that makes her excited. I hope Julie here will be spending a lot of time with me in her free time."Jon thinks to him self if only I could get so lucky. Jon knows she loves to sit down and hopes getting her to focus on making a room for her, will distract her to have a seat on hips lap. Jon smiles and looks up at her more as he dose enjoy her company. Even if she didn't do anything with him her company alone would be a good reword.
 
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