’ He cupped his hands around my tits, and it felt surprisingly good. I moaned for him, a little overdramatically. ‘Those are nice,’ he said. He ...adn’t taken his hands away. ‘Are you a professional quality inspector?’ I giggled, feeling like an idiot. ‘Because if so, you might want to examine the quality of the skin and not just the plumpness.’ He didn’t respond vocally, he just pulled my shirt up and ogled my naked tits. He pressed his thumbs into my nipples, watching them spring underneath. " Does it matter?" Janice asked."Nope," I replied with aplomb. "It doesn't mean anything at all." I paused and smiled at her. "But it sure was fun."Janice started to laugh. She shook for a moment as she stood and then turned to face me. She had a huge smile on her face. "Fine. I'll just get you back later tonight. We'll pull out the racing game and I'll crush you. But for now..." Which room?"' I asked. "I wasn't aware that we'd set up a viewing room here." Upstairs," Janice said. "Well, up the. And uh, drinks just kept showing up." I sat silently listening to her story."Well we uh, we were having such a good time that well, ya know, I asked Him up to my um, room. I really wasn't, you know, planning anything. I thought, like maybe we would just, uh fool around a little. But um, things kinda got out of hand, and we uh, well, darn it Bob! We had sex! I'm soo sorry. I didn't mean it to, uh happen. He wore a um, a condum and all. I made sure of that. Well don't cha' know, the darn thing. The tub hadn't been used for some time - it was drained and winterized, and not that appealing what with the dirt that had accumulated over the years. I didn't have clue-one how to work it, and had heard horror stories about how hard it was to keep the chemicals balanced so you didn't start an algae farm or some such thing. I thought about selling it, but couldn't very well do that without being able to say for sure that it worked properly. So after staring at the thing for months, I sucked it.