Then she lowered herself and whispered in my ear, ‘you better take good care of my brother, or I’ll kill you’. I took it as a joke and giggled w...th her. But somewhere in me a thought came that the affection she is showing towards her brother is not like bro-sis love, it sound fishy to me. Anyways, she immediately left without saying anything more.Now, it was just we in the room on the most precious night of my life. We were sitting like strangers, in complete silence; he, finally broke the. This particular day my brother was at his music lesson and Jake was at soccer training, and I suddenly realised there was a very big difference with Sarah's physique. Namely, she had got a boobjob. Her tits had changed from and A cup to a C. she had changed from an attractive housewife to an absolute milf and she WAS looking sexy. She was wearing a very tight top which did wonders in revealing her new assets. I assume she was fairly self conscious of her decision as she asked me what I thought.. ” She smiled. “I’ll go up and change. I had planned to wear pants suits for the day meetings. I frequently wear dresses and skirts when making calls but the attitudes are different at home. I’m glad I took my boss’s suggestions regarding clothing. He tried to tell me that it was different here.”“Steve, stay here with Bert and Elaine. I’m just going straight up and back. It’s too early for the lechers to be out.” She grinned. I nodded and she left.Ten minutes later, she was back wearing a pants. It was a bad day when I didn’t get see you, darlin’. ‘I know I’ve told you this story a hundred times, I know, I know, but that day after psych class, you remember, when we’d gotten that silly assignment to interview other students about their reactions to pictures from magazine advertisements, I remember walking out of class behind you and asking you to wait up. I’d been looking at you – daydreaming about you – for an hour. I remember asking you if you wanted to work on the project together..