Claire's friend Rikki

You recognise your daughter's friend Rikki standing on the doorstep. And she was just wearing a bikini.

"Hiya Mr A" the blonde girl greats you cheerily "Is Claire ready yet? I don't want to be too late getting to the beach. "

Oh yes, you remember Claire telling you about her plan to spend the day at the beach with her friends.

"I'm not sure" you tell her letting her in "why don't run up to her room and find out?"

She pushes past you and you take the time to admire her tight little body since her swimsuit shows off her long legs and clings to her perfect ass and large breasts.

You shake your head chiding yourself for perving on an eighteen year old no matter how well developed her body is. You idly wish you were going with the girls, a day at the beach sounds like it would be fun but you know the last thing the girls want want is be to hanging out with a middle aged man. As the girl mounts the stairs a wicked thought occurs to you.