I could tell as the night wore on that she was liking his flirting. When a slow song started playing Jim came up and asked if she would dance with him... I knew she would decline because no one was dancing, so I said go ahead before she could answer. She gave me a dirty look as she got up to dance with him. Jim pushed himself against her big soft breasts as my wife tried to keep him off her. As the song played on the music seemed to relax her, but they both were checking to see my reaction I. I was, what you might call a late bloomer. At sixteen I was skinny, wore glasses, had braces on my teeth and a bad case of acne. I grew up in a protected household. Not exposed to boys much. Not really interested in boys until after what happened in this story. I went to a private all girls high school and was more interested in sports and academics than boys. Then at seventeen I suddenly, or so it seemed to me, I bloomed. Almost overnight I developed breasts, I mean real breasts. I lost the. I started kissing and licking her all over the boobs except on the nipples and pressing them as hard as I can, after some timeI took her nipples in my mouth started sucking them hardly, she said aaah Niksss please be gentle but I sucked them hard. She was moaning slowly that only I can hear aaaaah. I took both the boobs in my hands and pressed them from bottom to areole area so that the pressure lands under nipple area. She said ooh Nik this is great do it again this time while doing that I. He dropped me off at Brad's house on his way to the station that evening around five-thirty.He and Mom had celebrated Valentine's Day earlier in the day. He had taken her out to eat and had gone shopping with her. And from what I had seen in the laundry room, their bed sheets that had just been changed the day before, I knew they had spent part of the day making love. I was in a minority that didn't find their parents to be embarrassing. I liked them for who they were as individuals, somehow.