It was our [F26/M30] anniversary and so I was hoping the boyfriend would take me out. I hoped he’d planned something. If not, I’d make my own fun though and so I was getting dolled up. Five o’clock came and went and I was growing impatient. He could at least tell me he was going to be late. At 5:15 I heard the front door open and him talking with a familiar voice. Who was it though?
I went downstairs to meet them. Feeling a touch displeased and bratty I left my perky DD tits popping out of the tank top they were in while I was getting ready. A tight pair of booty shorts clung to my ass as well.
“Hi, babe. Who are you talking to?”
“Well perhaps I should be talking to you about those tits,” growled Ben.
“Don’t you like them?” I retorted as I began rubbing my hardening and very visible nipples.
“Very much so, and I think our guest will also enjoy them.”
“Hi Jen, how are you?” came a voice from behind me.