’ she said. I shrugged. What’s a man to say? She dropped it on the counter she was leaning on. ‘Here. Unhook my bra for me. It’s a front clasp...’ I obeyed, undoing her bra but letting the cups stay in place. ‘Shall I?’ ‘Please do.’ I let go of the cups. When I did I was rewarded with the sight of her breasts. They were good-sized, firm, and shapely. The nipples were fairly small and looked fairly hard. ‘Do you like them? They’re C-cups.’ ‘I really like them,’ I said. ‘Thank you,’ she said. ‘I. " It's embarrassing Tony," Rebecca whined."It's the sexiest thing I've seen. You do like doing sexy things for me don't you?" Yeah" What goes on between us Rebecca is just between us. There shouldn't be any reason to be embarrassed especially when I tell you I like it and when you obviously like it too."Rebecca looked up at him and shook her head. "Tony you're a pervert, a lovable pervert, but a pervert." With that she bent her head down and took him into her mouth once again. She never did. This is good training for them, though it’s not specifically the sort of running they would usually do.”“What do you mean?” the word ‘training’ had piqued the section leader’s interest.“Well they would normally do road running. Half marathons, marathons, that sort of thing. A cross country obstacle course fun-run would not normally be their thing. Not for true training anyway.”“Ah. I see. All right.”He watched as a couple of older men and women, obviously no where near as fit, ran slowly. This went on for a month, and one day we were teasing each other like this and in the conversation, we spoke what I don’t remember exactly word by word but the conclusion was she is bisexual and even has interest in boys, and for which I ask her to prove me and she asks me why can’t I see that she is in me, that leaves me blank, she asks me to meet after office, we meet and there she talks and talks and talks too much…. The synopsis of it is she knows I’m interested in her, I stare at her.