They move over to us and hug Kyle, then ask to be introduced to me. Kyle fumbles, a little nervous, but he introduces me and they each shake my hand. ...His mother whispers loudly to him, intending me to hear, “She’s beautiful Kyle. I’m impressed.” He blushes a little and starts to tell her she has the wrong idea, but I slide my arm around his waist and give him a squeeze. I like the idea of pretending we’re together. “It’s ok. I was hoping to meet your parents soon anyway. It’s so nice to meet. My boobs had grown.I reached up and pinched them - not only had they grown, but for the first time, I understood why women let men suck on them! I wasn’t rolling around on the floor with pleasure or anything like that, but the right sensations, the right touch ... I could totally see myself getting off on this.Getting off ... my eyes widened as it dawned on me what this meant. I was ... well, I couldn’t tell, not without measuring, but ... I was pretty sure that I was a B-cup! And according to. He stopped at the curb Telling Abbie that this was near where he wanted to get a small studio. ‘It isn’t expensive when you think about it, $400.00 a month, but nothing fancy. Want to walk around a little?’ Abbie jumped from the car and waited for David to catch up. ‘Show me around.’ David took her hand and maneuvered them around one of the buildings. ‘A guy I know from college has an apartment here and asked me to bring you for a visit. His is a studio like I might try getting.’ David buzzed. In short I was totally immersed in my new role and happy with my life, though there was definitely something missing. Since we were always seen together, and I was always in the submissive role of waiting on everyone, the women at these parties began assuming we were lesbians and let it go at that. Although I immensely enjoyed having sex with Kathy, that is, being the dutiful wife and servicing her whenever she wanted sex, orally or anally, I did sometimes wish I could roll her on her back and.