Daniel Harper wiped sweat from his forehead as he finished mowing the lawn, his tank top clinging to his muscular chest. At 48, he still kept himself in excellent shape. His wife Laura was inside the house, probably napping in the cool air-conditioned living room after a long morning of errands. The house was quiet, peaceful.
Until he stepped onto the patio and saw her.
His 20-year-old stepdaughter, Mia, was lying on one of the lounge chairs by the pool, completely topless. Her full, perky C-cup breasts were fully exposed to the sun, pink n*****s hardened by the light breeze. She wore only a tiny red string bikini bottom that barely covered her smooth mound, her long toned legs stretched out lazily, skin glistening with coconut oil.
Daniel froze, his heart slamming against his ribs. He
