I am 6' and weigh 190 pounds all solid and find myself in this unbelievable situation.My parents, Charlie and Carol Johnson are in their late thirties... both work and both are pretty successful lawyers. I am an only child and my folks have always treated me like an adult. I mean they never talked down to me but treated me more like another adult for as long as I can remember. I know I liked it and tried to live up to their expectations.Some people would say our house is pretty unusual and I. Tyler suggested she could use a new satin outfit he had bought for her.My wife went into the bathroom and a while later she came out. She was wearing black garters and heels, a tiny thong panty and a little black bustier. Her boobs were pushed up and almost falling out of the top. Uncle Frankie let out a low whistle as Tyler told her to do a little dance for them. Ana hesitated for a second and then quickly started to dance slowly and seductively in front of those two leering men. Tyler moved. She had a largebustline. I could not take my eyes off her.I could not believe what they were showing us. How the tape measure goesaround her chest and how to figure our bra size. She also explained whenwe get our big girl bras we will be fitted with breast inserts so that westart off right away with a sweet teen figure. She said it is veryimportant for us new girls to have a pretty shape and a sweet feminineboob bounce so that we are always reminded we are teen girls. Every stepwill give you. She had lost the weight she gained during pregnancy and seemed to be enjoying our new intimacy as much as I was. Her eyes were bright and her smile quicker, just like before the accident. The baby was almost six months old, yet she was still breastfeeding. She was reluctant to give up that special intimacy, and showed no signs of wanting to go back to work. That was fine with me; as long as she breast fed the baby, she was willing to do so for me as well. I had come to crave that special time.