When you took off your bikini top... it was like that." But that WAS for you," said Tiffany."Was it?" he asked."Of course it was!" she hissed. "Do you...think I go around showing men my breasts all the time?" You seemed awfully comfortable, like it was pretty routine." He frowned."Well you're wrong about that!" she snapped. "Other than my boyfriend, you're the only man in the world who's seen them like that!" Oh," he said, sounding ashamed. He WAS ashamed. He'd put her in a stereotyped box. Honey that's name of thedress the designer gave it, it's called the May Pole Dress, isn't itjust the cutest thing you ever laid eyes on? Kevin had to agree withthat.He stepped in front of the mirror and did a little twirl the dressflared out just perfect, he couldn't help but do a couple of moretwirls, Mom just sat back and smiled. And wondered why her son was sofeminine. But there he was enjoying the new dress as much as anynatural girl would, maybe even more she mused.When he stopped. From that day on she was a woman on a mission. She wasn’t super rich or out of shape but she did have some money and was never pleased entirely with her figure. But she had plenty of time before the wedding to fix it. She hired a personal trainer to help her shave off those few extra pounds. Instead of buying there home for after they were married she decided to have one custom built. A quick call to the contractor and the entire plans of the house were soon changed. What was supposed to be a. He had often mentioned getting a female to join us on one of his visits, and here it was - finally happening for real.“Isn’t she a good girl?” I mocked.“She is the best!” he smiled in return, whilst leaning forward towards me.Our mouths met and we French kissed as Helen carried on noisily slurping and gulping hungrily on our hard cocks.“Do you feel like a whore Helen?” I probed for her admittance.“Yes, very much so!” she laughed, “It’s amazing”.Even though already we had covered a lot of ground.