Rhonda was divorced and shy, but had become good friends with my wife and had been invited over a few evenings with her on and off boyfriend Stewart a...d I lusted after her. She was very attractive with large breasts she rarely wore a bra with and a magnificent arse. Sarah and I had two c***dren Rick and Christina aged nine and ten so some times Rhonda would look after them while we had a rare night off and Sarah,s parents couldn,t do it so Rhonda got to know our house well. With my fortieth. The comforting clackity-clack-clack of the train’s wheels on the track, magnified slightly by my chair into a soothing massage, made relaxing very easy. I soon drifted off peacefully. I awoke about 30 minutes later because I couldn’t breathe. I sat up and quickly realized why, my blouse was way too tight. I unbuttoned my blouse as quick as I could, and that’s when I realized it wasn’t my blouse, it was my bra. I blinked in amazement. The cups had been stretched beyond their capacity to endure,. I didn't lie. It was with a lab for testing. He didn't even have to take off a sock to count the number of live sperm."Taunting. Mocking. Getting louder by the minute.A small crowd was gathering. She had been loud enough to draw them in.I realized her mistake. But this didn't seem like the right time to tell her. I went into actor mode. I seemed shocked, stunned, disbelieving, confused."But the kids. How, the kids." Dazed."You are so pathetic. You knew how much I wanted kids. I found someone to. I was busy reading some real sexy stuff. I suddenly heard the calling bell rang. I suddenly kept the book under the bed and went to open the door. I saw two sales girls at the door. I opened the door and they came in. They said to me goodmorning. They told me that they had some items to advertise and sale. Then they opened their bag and showed me some TV and fridge covers. But I was least concerned about those things and what I was observing was their body structure as I was just interrupted.