It didn't take long forme to confirm that they weren't. As I'd done Saturday morning, I reached ahand down to my crotch. This time, though, something ...got in my way.Breasts. I had breasts. I sat up in bed and felt their weight on my chest.They were large -- D cups, I estimated -- and they were firm, with medium-sized nipples and areolas about 2" in diameter. I reached up and felt oneof them. It felt so ... intimate. "Another thing I could get used to," Ithought.But what about the rest of me? I. She knew how Yvette, or Sholandra, could sleep with this woman. Her physical beauty was the kind that caught you by the throat."Let's go to my place," Rhonda said. "It's closer."Laura smiled. She wants to fuck, quickly. I must be looking pretty good too.In Rhonda's apartment, she poured both of them a drink. Laura knew they both wanted to fall on the bed and fuck each other wildly, but they must act civilized and cool. They clinked glasses, their eyes already smoking, hands quivering slightly. She pushed them up to cause her tits to push out the tops giving him teasing glimpses. Then she put her arms back and undid the bra, dropping her shoulders dropped the straps down her arms and then she teased him with more flashes before dropping the bra all together. She did all this while dancing to the rhythm of the music also.Next she turned back around and bent over. First she smiled at him between her legs then reached up and lifted her skirt. Once out of the way she began to peel of her. He lay breathing heavily, and I lay still, as his thing shrank and popped out of me. Jeb rolled off me and stood unsteadily looking at me."Hope you liked that as much as I did," he muttered as he pulled his pants back up and buckled them. "I'm gonna go home now. You be ok?"I didn't know how to answer. I just said in a loud stern voice "Get out of here!"He left quietly and I lay back on the table, re-living the experience and recalling the strange mix of feelings from what had just occurred. I.