”I assumed that we were going for a day spa get away. We had done this before a couple of years ago. So, with this in mind, I took the day off. O... that day I hoped into my car and headed off into the future that I’m writing about now; but I didn’t know that then. I was totally embarrassed when I found myself entering a plastic surgeons office – one that specialized in breast augmentation! My husband knew that the one thing I always wished I had were bigger tits. My nipples were killer,. Mike brought in more drink, and I swam over to him to have some. “Can I have a drink please?” I asked. He then pulled me in close to him with his hands around my waist. “Open your mouth,” he whispered. I obeyed and he poured the drink into my mouth. It was a coconut flavored spirit, and drinking it neat made my head swim. I felt him move his hand down so he could get a good feel of my big, curvy bum. He looked at me with a mixture of pleasure and worry, in case he was taking this too far. I. At twenty-nine, I have a long way to go, so I have contented myself with writing short stories—erotica to be more specific.I found a great website online, and I fell in love with it instantly. One could upload a story, and others could read it, rate it, and even comment on it. After posting my first story, I became frustrated at how few readers actually took the time to rate it, and only a small percentage of those posted public comments. I thought, “How rude of them.”Still, I loved watching. You’re my big b*****r. You can look at me all you want.’ ‘Hush,’ he said to her. ‘You don’t understand what you’re saying.’ She was silent so he risked looking at her. She met his gaze steadily and he could see her eyes were brimming with tears. Automatically he reached for her, cupping her cheek in one hand and using his thumb to caress her soft skin. She nuzzled her face into the palm of his hand and kissed it. ‘I know what I’m saying,’ she said. ‘Lyle, you know I’m a virgin, right?’ His.