I was 19 at the time and home from uni on summer break. It was a hot July night and my stepmother, Julie, had her friend Ms. Stevens over for drinks and a swim. Now Mrs. Stevens was one hot milf. She was a divorcee without any kids. So technically, she was a cougar instead of a milf but you get the point. She was slightly older than my stepmother. If I had to estimate I would have said 46 but looked ten years younger. She was, as my grandfather would say: a tall glass of water with legs that went all the way to the floor. She was about 6 feet tall, solidly built woman with a tremendous set of D cups, a curvy 165 pounds. A true amazon with long red hair and blue eyes. She was very tan. I was upstairs in my room watching them lounge in the pool on and off from behind the shear curtains of a window.
At about 9 o’clock my stepmother calls out my name. She is a bit impatient if you don’t answer right away. So I get up and opened the window that faced the pool in my room and stuck my head out.