Her breasts which were practically nonexistent last year were now 34 C cups. Her hips which were narrow last year now formed the softer curves of femi...inity. Her hair was almost always in a braid, was now being let down as soon as the training or match was over. Her skin just seemed to glow now. I thought some of this was just my own awakenings, but others were noticing her too. The weigh in portion of fighting in a tournament was always interesting. Some events had semi-public places to weigh. Smith was getting madder.The trophy wife had moved her hands in from of her huge chest. She was praying now that I would not say anything. What had she done I thought. It had to be big and I had to find out how far she was willing to go. A little black mail I thought might not hurt. Plus I did not really care for Junior’s Dad. He had always been kind of dick toward me and his son through out the years.“Still looking.” I said loud toward the door. I turned my attention back to the trophy wife.. " Well, John, whisk us away from here to some good food, and I'll call you to pick us up and take us to the club." You got it, man," said John, starting the cab."I'm not dressed for this," said Crystal."You're gorgeous, and I have the hots for you," said Woody, opening the door and bowing. "That's all that matters." Don't push it, buster," said Crystal, folding herself into the back seat of the cab. "Remember... talk first... dancing maybe." I have complete confidence in my ability to sweep you. She had never worn a bra, she just didn't need on but she did wear $200 pure silk camisoles that felt exquisite against her skin and kept her nipples perpetually hard. She slipped into her white navy blouse and adjusted the soft shoulder boards and smiled as she looked at her reflection.Nicole opened the closet and pulled out her dress blues, ones that she had meticulously tailored from a bolt of expensive English cloth she imported from London. The effect of her new uniform was to present a.