.. Did you see President Stanford's speech yesterday?" Well, yeah, I, um ... Hey, wait a minute. You were there, weren't you?"Melody looked down and d...dn't say a word."Yeah! You asked her what she'd say to someone who wanted to get bigger breasts. She said something about wanting to be sure why you'd want it. So tell me, Melody. Why do you want your breasts enlarged? I'd say you're what? A B-cup?" That's right. You know, I've wanted larger boobs for so long, I don't really remember why I have. Susan was starting to cry as each of her “friends” said noto her pleading looks. Lanny was ready to burst as he suggested eachof the guys put in a dollar and he would have a serious talk withhis little wife about showing her tits. Everyone chipped in theirdollar as Susan stood at the center of the group of cheering guys.“All right sweety, the funs over and it’s time for you to show thesenice guys what your tits look like,” Lanny threatened as walked upto her side. “You were so damn intent on. I kept imagining her naked, but it wasn’t just her looks that got me going. Even talking with her aroused me. She was already helping me get it up, not that I ever had a problem in that area. Kerry was good with her hands, and we worked together the rest of the day and got to know each other. The work required her to bend over a lot, and the view down her shirt was unavoidable. It was obvious to both of us, I’m sure, and her summer-weight bra made the scenery all the more tantalizing. I tried. Once again, the director lost his cool. “Rani, kiss him with full love. Don’t peck.” He pulled my wife towards him and kissed her on the cheeks. His lips were pressing against her cheeks for almost 10 seconds. When he released my wife, I cud even see the wetness of his saliva on my wife’s cheeks. Ya, kiss him like that!” He told my wife. Since the director was elderly and in his late sixties, my wife cud not resist his kisses as it all appeared to be very professional.“Then, my wife kissed.