“You might have trouble keeping your breasts covered without any straps, but I think it would look good.”She arched an eyebrow. “What are you tr...ying to say?”“I think you’re bigger in the bust than that dress was designed for,” I said even quieter.She smiled wryly. “Well, that would certainly keep you interested, wouldn’t it?”I was saved when the curtains parted and a woman came out. She wore a pale cream-colored top that had short sleeves and dipped down to show off the top of her cleavage. It. My cock was rock hard and I started to wank just looking at her as she was peeing on the toilet. I loved the way she bit her lower lip and let out a little murmur as she released a fully fledged flow of piss. I found this an incredible turn on and sight and I walked closer to her to take a closer look. I squatted down just in front of her so that my face was in-line with her lovely juicy hairy pussy and I could see the piss streaming out of it. I could not believe how full her bladder must. The building was located down on the road to the beach, the local cruising grounds. I would often go down and work late at night to get ahead on new orders that were on a tight schedule. One hot summer night, about six months after I last saw Mike, a car pulled into the small parking area, and a girl got out and waved up at me. I didn’t know who it was, so I walked downstairs and opened the front door to see. The girl ran up to the door “Jeff! It’s me!” It was Mike’s ex. I didn’t remember her. They had already lost the set. It didn't help me fend off my arousal that they had special tennis outfits that didn't come with bottoms attached."Well, I think that before the winners claim their prize, the losers should kiss their butts," I told the ladies, knowing how hard that would make me to watch."In public or private?" Erica wondered."That's their call," I laughed."Public. Come on. Pucker up, Sis, Mom," Lucy demanded."Oh, but I'm not gonna be content with just kissing it," Erica warned.