What perfection you are. She panted. I stood behind her and carefully placed a hand under each one. Her breathing stopped. I took their weight in my h...nds and I thought she would feint as she lent back into me. “You carry them with such poise and elegance” I whispered, “You need not say but you tend them, don't you. Work all the necessary muscle, cream them with tender applications and all worthwhile.” I stood in front of her removing my clothes, that made two of us well endowed she sighed. I. “I’m going to keep him happy too” I announced. I reassured my boyfriend it would be good for all of us. My first threesome happened a couple of days later. I was on the floor fucking my boyfriend, when the door opened and his brother came in and peered over the couch. “Piss off”! my boyfriend said. “Not until I’ve had a go” was the response. I just lay there and started laughing while my boyfriend was losing control in me. He got up and called his brother a prick for spoiling it for. You know, a release valve. And – well, I know you won’t judge. In fact knowing you, I think you’ll probably enjoy it. Just try not to enjoy it too much.You know already, don’t you? It happened – with Declan. Look, don’t say a word. Don’t say ‘I told you so’ or tell me I knew I was going to do this. I honestly didn’t. At least I think I didn’t. Just sit there and listen. Not a word, I need to get this out. All of it, however… however sordid.I didn’t tell you what happened last week, did I? At. At 6 ft, 4 in, Curtis was literally a foot taller than my 5 ft 4 in frame. My head did not come up to his shoulders. I began to panic that he was simply too big; I fear he might be more ‘man’ than I could handle.It was also clear that Curtis was simply too tall to enter me from behind standing like this. I then saw Jim open the door to the linen closet and retrieve a step stool that I keep in our bathroom. It was a two step, light blue plastic stool and was both strong and sturdy. Jim placed it.