I could see that other male passengers turned their heads to follow this lady and must have felt pangs of jealousy when she stopped to stow her overhe...d luggage alongside me! She introduced herself on sitting with a friendly smile and a "Hello" as Christine, "You can call me Chrissy." She was about five foot two, light brown (almost blonde) long hair, a nice ass - firm and shapely, breasts with an impact even through her shapeless sweater and obviously in good physical condition. She was 29. Sorry." And while you're out we'll sort through your clothes. You can check and change anything before you accept your week's wardrobe, but it has to be what you'd normally wear." Yeah, sure," replied Elaine. "Whatever."The short walk down to the local store didn't take long. Elaine's apartment was in a building of sixteen, all of which were identical or mirror images of each other. On one side of the four story building, a wide roughly square concrete and stainless steel staircase wound its. She didn’t remove my hands so I chanced my fate some more by slipping the thin straps off her shoulders baring them completely. The top caught on her full breasts, and with a small amount of encouragement the top fell to around her waist leaving her bra encased breasts on full display.The bra was quite tight fitting with the upper surfaces of her breasts bulging over the top. I suspected that they had grown somewhat as a result of still feeding her son. She probably needed a larger size. "Hey, Joey!" I said, cringing internally at how artificially chirpy my voice sounded. He just smiled as he took a seat and blankly stared at the TV screen. My satin pyjamas suddenly seemed like a bad idea. The thin cami straps barely held up my breasts and the shorts had ridden up to show a more than decent amount of my thighs. I tried to shift discretely but the sound caught Joey's attention and his green eyes rested on my body. He cleared his throat. "I'm sorry about last night. I shouldn't.