We were both in our early 30s when I dated Chloe for about half a year. She was quite tall at 5’10”, and I wouldn’t say she was voluptuous, but had all the right curves in the right places. She had shoulder-length brown hair with a touch of burgundy dye, and wore glasses. All in all, she was quite attractive, especially her D-cup breasts attracted the eye of many men even without her emphasising them too much with her clothing.
We had a generally good sex life, nothing extreme or really kinky, but communicated our preferences well and enjoyed each other’s body thoroughly. We did discuss fantasies too, and a couple of times she hinted at her interest in a threesome, but we didn’t really do much to make it happen, it was more of a passing thought. One time when the topic came up, she mentioned that one of her exes might be into the idea as they discussed it when they were together, but never got to actually trying it. Although I knew they kept the occasional friendly contact, I wasn’t entirely serious when I asked Chloe why she wouldn’t bring it up with the guy.