Patti dressed modestly, she was a "good girl", went to church, was happily married, or so I thought. Like I said, she dressed modestly but, as much as...she tried to hide that killer body, you could tell she was smokin' hot. Her huge breasts would pop out and press against anything she wore. I know she caught me looking quite a few times!One night as we were closing, she seemed down, upset, like someone had kicked her dog. We started talking, and she told me how her husband constantly chose time. I didn’t object and indulged him, arching my back in an attempt to make my bust seem larger than it really was. After a few moments both of his hands were under my cami caressing both breasts. He was gentle and exquisite, touching me softly and enticingly in a way that bordered on teasing. He pulled his lips from mine but held his hands on my breasts. I kept my head tilted back with my eyes closed. I didn’t know I could get such pleasure from his hands. I must have held a look of satisfaction. That brings me back to the ambulance. The ride was rough, the EMTs professional, and the company holding my hand was beautiful like her mother. Ka-Ka was holding it in, I could tell. She looked scared. I reached up with her hand in mine and kissed the back of her hand, and she smiled that smile that made me the proudest uncle in this man’s army for her entire life.When we got to the hospital, I was rushed into the ER. Ka-Ka tried to go with me. A big white-uniformed bruiser tried to physically. Cherry opened up the meeting session again and we had a laugh together at how obvious he had been in trying to get a look. I said to Cherry that flashing some boob occasionally was one way for her to keep her job. She laughed and said that it was never this quiet at the office so it would almost never be possible. She had been a little surprised that he had noticed and had expected he would leave instead of getting closer for a better look. I assured her he would be back very soon for another.