They sat there, chatting. They sat in her living room looking into one another’s eyes. Why couldn’t he do it? Why couldn’t she do it either? No ...unger for her lips? No hunger for grabbing hold of her? No… no there wasn’t or it didn’t feel like it like earlier at school that is. “Robert is everything alright?” she finally said. “Yeah, everything is fine” he told her. “Well I guess I kind of thought you and I would be well you and I would be passionately rolling across the floor and well kissing. I stared at her for more than a few seconds. I finally looked away and Bill was staring at me. He must have known that I was ogling his wife. He didn't seem to mind however. Bill is one year older than I and about my height. I hadn't realized it, but he was quite muscular. He and Claire recently joined a gym and you could tell he had been working out. We sat in the hot tub sipping yet another round of drinks. The conversation slowed. I'm not sure if it was all the sex talk before or all the. Her nipples were large protruding mountains on small mounds of rounded flesh. The protruding milk ducts seemed ripe as though she had been nursing a baby but, no child was in sight. Angela also had bulging nipples and small rounder breasts. The aureola tissue surrounding her milk spouts were nearly covering her whole breasts. She also looked like she had been nursing a child. Catching Bruce's eyes on her full mammary glands. She asked if he would like a sip of her milk. Bruce was dumbfounded.. They weren’t that strong as I felt they needed to be. When we started she was barely more than half what I was. Now I had her at almost three quarters of what I was. Not bad but not enough knowing who and what we were up against.“I’m sorry Toman I am supposed to be your partner. I feel I am failing you.” She said in a quiet voice.For some strange reason I reached out gently caressing her cheek. “No I am failing you. Had I been teaching you all those months ago when I promised you, then you’d be.