Hope you guys are doing great in life! This is my second story. Ok. Wait! This is not a story. This is the description of what actually happened there... I hope you will enjoy it.It was a sunny day in February and I got a phone call, which I was expecting for a long time. My labour friend informed me that he is in town. I was dying to meet him after 3 years. I had several gayish encounters but none was comparable to what I had with him.We planned to meet at a hotel in the afternoon. I could not. It was quiet , the air had that little buzz you get in early spring , things are waking up there is anticipation. I was moving pretty quickly , it was warm , my shirt was stuck a little to my skin , I laughed to my self thinking the old pervy guy at the end of the street would be out on his porch as soon as he saw me passing , chatting about the weather , little bit of drool forming in the corner of his mouth as he gazed at my tits , gross , perhaps but my nipples hardened at the though of this. When Faith felt the water was right she stepped under the water. Sarah's hands were gentle; she rubbed soap where she could, her fingersslid over Faith's wet skin, around and under her breasts, briefly touchingher nipples; and then her tummy, then her back and ass and with infinitecare, finally between her legs. She used her finger tips to rub fragrantshampoo that Faith had never seen before, into her hair. Afterwards shewas rinsed off, and moisturizer was lightly rubbed in, before being. "How come I have got breasts then?" Trevor asked."Well, as you have been cheating on me again I have decided that you mustwear a bra to work from now on. I was looking at you lying there andthinking how the cups looked somewhat empty so I decided to fill them foryou." Now I know YOU are lying!" Trevor replied. "Just as you obviouslybought my bra when you bought my panties you had obviously planned tofill my cups before you saw me lying there." The man who calls a spade a spade should be.