Alice was suddenly very aware of the lump in her uncle's jeans. He was still staring at her. Alice wondered what he was thinking. Was he trying to imagine what she looked like without anything on at all? It wouldn't take much imagining. She was all but naked now. She knew she was teasing her uncle. It was a wicked thing to do. Yet the wickedness excited her all the more. In her momentary confusion Alice decided to get on down to the beach. She'd pulled her beach robe around her again and started towards the door when Mitch spoke.

"I like to swim in the moonlight. Have you ever tried that, Alice?"

"No," she said, whirling around so that her slim body was exposed again. "But it sounds far but."

"Margaret likes it, too. Maybe the whole family can do it some night soon." Mitch waved and turned again to his fern. Alice went out the greenhouse door and headed across the grassy lawn towards the lake. She didn't know why she felt a vague disappointment. Mitch was married after all was there something perverse inside her that made her want all men to be half crazy over her. She wanted them to want her, to try and have her. But when the time came for commitment that's where she chickened out. Because at eighteen and a half Alice was still a virgin.

When she was in the water she swam quickly with long, fluid strokes. It took her only a few minutes to reach the large floating dock. The coolness of the lake against her breasts always excited her. And as she swam her bikini top had inched down until it barely hung on her dark large nipples. Pulling herself out of the water exposed her tits completely. She rolled onto the sun warmed wood planking and trembled at the heavy bounce of the large swells on her chest. The maroon nipples looked swollen and turgid with blood. She thumbed one and felt the tingle jolt down her body. A glow spread through her loins. She was panting.