"He likes to watch the expressions on other men's faces when they know they've been caught staring at my boobs."He likes to watch the expressions on other men's faces when they know they've been caught staring at my boobs." "Those aren't boobs, Honey, those are TITS," her husband chuckled. "Don't you agree?" he asked Mike. Mike grinned. "I certainly do," he smiled at the woman. "I'm Paula and this is Tom, my husband," Paula introduced themselves. "I'm Mike," Mike replied. "I guess we're in adjoining rooms." "Yeah," Tom said. "When Paula looked out the window and saw you come in here, after seeing you in the hall, she talked me into coming down to join you." "It didn't take much talking," she laughed. "All I have to do is jiggle my tits or wiggle my ass and he'll do anything," she grinned at Mike. "I don't blame him," Mike laughed. "Yeah, these things will get you anything you want from me," Tom said, reaching over and squeezing the nearest breast through the thin bikini top. "How about it, Mike, wouldn't you do almost anything for a look at a pair of tits like these?" "Yeah, I guess I would," Mike agreed, surprised at the turn the conversation was taking. "Anything?" Paula raised her eyebrows. Mike stared as Tom reached behind her neck and untied the strings holding the two small triangles up. |