Mieke and Ellen

It was early morning when I first met Ellen and Mieke. I was walking the
dogs and they were out too with their dog. The first thing I noticed was
that both of them were gorgeous. The second thing was dissapointment as I
saw that Mieke was way too young for me. I'm 27 and she looked as though
she was at least half my age.

Mieke was a slender blond girl with a thin waist and incredible, firm
natural breasts which she apparently liked to show of judging by the
cleavage in her t-shirt, her butt was barely covered by a tiny green
skirt.. She was enthousiast and merry.

At first I thought Ellen was her sister, but I was soon corrected as Mieke
told me that Ellen was her mom. I noticed that they indeed looked alike,
but Ellen was a lot taller then her daughter, about 1m80. She had a figure
that wouldn't look bad on a model, long legs, amazing C-Cup breasts and
long brown hair that reflected the sun. SHe was wearing a white t-shirt and
skin-tight jeans.

It was as if I had walked into my two dream girls.

As our dogs started to play, we started to talk. They had just moved to our
little village and didn't live far from where we walked the dogs. We
eventually got so immersed in the conversation that neither of us noticed
the change in weather. It wasn't untill the first drops came falling from
the sky that we noticed that there was a storm brewing. We turned back and
walked as fast as we could, but we couldn't avoid being caught out in the
open when it struck. In a matter of minutes we were soaked and altough
talking to them had initially made me forget my erotic fantasies, they soon
returned as I saw Mieke's nipples get hard through her shirt. I was trying
to banish all thoughts about sex and sexual things from my mind as Ellen
started laughing while we were almost running now.

"Look, I could enter a wet t-shirt contest!" she said as straigtened out
the white shirt she was wearing. My eyes focused on what she was proudly
displaying, moving up and down while we were running and all thoughts of
banishing my sexual fantasies just vanished from my mind. I felt something
stirring in my pants.