(Okay, this is where the pretend fantasy part starts, start imagining now) It’s a hot summer evening, it’s twilight you can see the last fading tr...ces of light on the horizon from the window beside your bed. It’s getting late, ‘where is he?’ You wonder as you take off your shirt and bra opting for a lacy cool tank top and your favorite bed time shorts. Naked looking down at your breasts you realize how good they look and think you understand why all men obsess over them. You cup your breasts. He didn’t know what to say. ?Uh, well, I, uh, I have-- I’m already-- I, uh--??I don’t need to hear any excuses,? Dr. Frank finally interrupted. ?Just head on over if you’re not already on your way. Or--you know what? I’ll just come to you. That would probably be faster. Are you at home???No, you don’t have to do that, I’ll come to the hospital now,? Adam said quietly, realizing that the party goers were still listening to him.?Where are you?? Dr. Frank persisted.?I’m at a party.? Adam then gave. “Anyway, I’m glad both of you made it out here,” she said, looking back and forth at the couple.Will swallowed the last of his slice’s crust. “Good to see you again, Doctor Bishop. And I did promise I’d come back for dinner again sometime. It’s nice to have a ... change of scenery.”Mom rolled her eyes and picked up her fourth slice. “Will, this Is lunch, not dinner. You’re not getting out of it that easily. I still expect to see you for dinner sometime.”Will took on a shocked look. “Doctor. Instead she scoots back further onto his bed and reaches behind her to unclip her bra. Her nipples harden painfully as the material is drawn down her arms. She has never in her 22 years felt so sexy and desired.As Chris sees the bra get dropped off the edge of his bed, he climbs onto the bed and moves up and over her body inch by inch until she is laying under him. She parts her legs so to make room for him. Once again as their skin touches, they both moan. The feeling is beyond exquisite..