My Daughter’s BFF

When we moved into town my daughter right away hit it off with the girl across the street. At the time they were both freshman and and since have done everything together.About two years after the move, my wife left us. It was now just my daughter, Mel and I. I worked alot and Mel learned to take care of herself. It seemed like every night I came home her friend, Bea was there. Which was fine. Bea and my daughter were very good looking girls. almanbahis Both were 5′ 6″, brunette, and very slim. Bea had this way about her, kind of a tom boy, but not. She was always jumping and letting her long hair flip around. But things changed their junior year. They both went from virtually no breasts, to “wow” large B cup, or maybe even a C size. That was the year I decided to put in a pool. After that, they were both in the pool almanbahis yeni giriş every minute they had time. One night I came home from work and there was a note on the table from my daughter that said she went to her grandparents house and would be home tomorrow. I decided to take a dip in the pool to cool off. After about fifteen minutes I heard the door slam. I figured it was Mel coming home early. Sometimes my folks almanbahis giriş can drive her crazy. After a bit I looked up and there stood Bea. She was wearing some shorts and a white tee shirt. She told me her parents went out for the night and was wondering is she could take a dip in the pool. I figured why not. She stripped off her clothes to revial a bright yellow bikini. Wow! She looked great. She got in the pool and asked where Mel was. I told her she went to her grandparents house for the night. Bea seemed to get a little more friendly after I told her that. We swam around for about an half hour then I asked Bea if she need anything to drink. She asked if she could have a beer.