Sailor's Delight
I had a small racing sailboat that I took out almost every weekend during good weather. A good friend of mine from work crewed for me most races. Since the boat was about 45 minutes from my house, we often carpooled. One nice Saturday morning I stopped by his house to pick him up. We chatted for a few minutes and started to leave, but the phone rang just as we were about to go out the door. It was his neighbor, who told him that her husband was called in to work unexpectedly, and asked if we would like to come over for a cinnamon roll before we left? We popped over, and his neighbor lady was about 35, slim, and very pretty. She was wearing an unsexy robe and puttering around the toaster oven. We made small talk for a while until the rolls were ready. She brought them over, and when she leaned over the table to set them down I got a nice, long view of a VERY nice left tit as the robe gaped open. It looked to be a B cup, nice medium brown aureola, and a slightly protruding nipple. She was thin and hadn't had kids, so it looked like the tit of a 20 year old. That event ranks among the best 10 seconds of my life!
My friend and I were talking on the way to the lake and he said that he goes hiking and camping with her and her husband several times a year. I wanted to ask him what he had seen, but he is the type that would probably turn away if he thought he was about to see something so as not to embarrass a friend.
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