Abbie laughed as I jumped back, unclasping her bra and letting it fall to the floor as she stepped out of her skirt. I love Abbie, and would never thi...k a single bad thing about her, but I can’t help but be somewhat jealous of her chest. I’m not flat or anything, but I’m a rather simple B-cup, whereas Abbie has the most tremendous C’s I’ve ever seen. It’s only a one cup size difference, but it’s pretty noticeable, at least I think. Abbie has often tried to make me feel better about it, telling. “Lower, you know where I mean.” I felt between her legs, with the sheet still a barrier. The thin gown had hardly separated my digits from her skin, as I had stroked her nipples, which stuck up like fat erasers on those oversize souvenir pencils.I felt her bush under the cotton. She couldn't have been wearing any panties! Was I going to get under the cover with my hand? I could feel the heat, the material was actually getting slightly damp. DAMN! My head was a bit woozy, like a balloon,. Emmna was about 18 when this happened it was a summer time and all the people in my house were taking naps in the afternoon but I and Emmna were watching Raja Hindustani that’s my favorite movie. During one of the songs there is a kissing scene so because Emmna was too young to see I told her to get some water and she went to get. I watched that scene and my dick got harder then a then the rocks in the Indian ocean when Emmna came back she gave me the glass of water and walked a way I noticed. Shut up, undie-brains, he's NOT interested in you! Period!Still, I can't get him off my mind. I find it hard to concentrate on my work and catch myself staring off into space thinking of Mr. Gorgeous's beautiful dark eyes and riveting bone structure. Mmmmmm. Wonder how long the workmen are going to be here?I look for this guy when I leave work, but do not see him, or any of the other workmen, for that matter. I consider briefly going walking down some of the empty halls, just to check out what.