She realized she’d accidentally hooked him, so should wind him in carefully. ‘I really don’t know what to say,’ she said, placing a hand with ...spread-fingers helplessly on her chest, only to snatch that hand away when realizing his gaze was now fixed on her boobs. Eliot encouraged her by asking her to say exactly what she’d meant. ‘I-I can’t, it’s too embarrassing.’ He smiled and said he’d heard what she’d said and asked did he look embarrassed? She looked for approval or rejection in his eyes. Usually time constraints, or the lack of that nasty chemistry prevented anything more. That was until I met Paul.I met Paul online, I had placed an add that stated that I was looking for a big cock to suck and fuck, that I liked it nasty and was a submissive bottom. I was very specific in what I was looking for and requested pictures before I would agree to meet. I had learned that for me to be turned on, I had to be attracted to the cock that was going into my mouth or ass. On a few occasions,. Besides I don’t deserve to take your virginity. I went near him and hugged him very tightly, saying that I wanted him to be first guy in my life and I would really like to sleep with him. He looked at me again and started and kissing my face, holding me gently and firmly. I was getting damn nervous as I was a virgin and he was my freaking boss. I was in his arms and he started kissing my lips and whispering in my ears that I look very beautiful. He picked me up and made me sit in his lap to hug. Without really thinking Ilifted my hands to my chest, cupping the round resiliences growing there.Nipples pushed into my palms."Breasts?" I murmured, voice tight."I knew it would work." She beamed her joy, baring her teeth in a widesmile.Still I shook my head, an unbeliever even as those growing breasts filledmy hands and threatened to spill over. A dream, it must be. Or death -had I pushed myself from that window and smashed my life over Hazel'syard. Was this some heaven, or a construct made.