"Miss J, can I give you a hand?" I asked. "Of course, honey. If that doesn't trouble you. You know I wouldn't need anymore help if my husband was here... " She replied as I started to help her. And yes, her husband died 3 years ago because of a terrible accident. I could still remember going to his funeral. As I was helping her, I couldn't miss a chance checking out her amazing body. Long brunette hair, 35c, great ass, great figure and probably 5'11". Yes, she has a model height as well. When all. Timmy did it with two other guys and didn't tell me?Of course you all know what we all did.He told me that I was his first. He didn't force me into it, I did it voluntarily, but it was all Timmy's idea and Timmy has a way of making sure that he gets whatever he wants.His dad has some high paying power job and they have the biggest and nicest house in the neighborhood. With a huge in ground pool in the backyard. Timmy invited me over to go swimming. Just him and me and nobody else in the house.. .. even a little rambunctious."The following week was wonderful for Tara.She found she could take any amount of boob-abuse, as long as she thought about how much fun she would be having at the next town meeting. Sure, she had the same expression of patient discomfort on her face as the other Titshurt wives (and she really did not want another session of humiliating breast-punishment in Sheriff Tom's jail cell!) - but she was gradually convincing herself that, with the right attitude, a busty. And another one.After that, I found myself constantly thinking about her, about sleeping with her. I found myself looking at her in class, or when we met, trying to catch a glimpse of her body. I couldn't get her off my mind."She paused.I didn't know why, yet, but I did know she was lying. The timeline didn't fit with her story. At the time, I realized something was wrong. I don't know why, I thought she was having an affair, or something, and I put in a small webcam monitoring our door and.