
02-26-2016, 07:32 AM
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Originally Posted by piecenick
We went through a time in our late 30's to mid 40's that our friends started enjoying success in their careers and had some disposable income. Some of the couples were spending it on breast augmentation and several of the wives started wearing low cut blouses and dresses, doing their best to show off their new assets. My wife's best friend, Jane, went from about a AA to a C+ as a result of a generous divorce settlement.
My wife is a B cup and I have always liked her tits as they are, I've been fondling them since we were 16 and never pushed her to change them. So one afternoon Jane is over, our kids and hers are inside playing outside and I made some cocktails for us to enjoy. Jane is going on about how glad she had the surgery and trying to tell my wife that she ought to have it too. I detect a little interest in my wife and Jane is trying to enlist me to her side, I just say I like them the way they are and from the pictures I've seen I prefer natural.
Jane goes into this explanation of the different kinds of surgeries and implants, the one she had is the best and look natural. I was about to go out to see if the kids wanted something to drink when Jane asks my wife, "do you mind if I show him? You thought they looked natural".
My wife is laughing and says "go ahead, I'm sure you'll make his day". Jane pulled her tee up and unhooked her bra. I had to admit they looked excellent and of course asked "do you mind if I feel them". I got a go ahead and they did feel firmer than normal, but not hard. Unfortunately I got shot down when I asked how they tasted.
My wife and I talked about it a bit, but our 20th anniversary was coming up and I asked her, "I like to go to Paris for our anniversary, but if you'd rather spend the money on fake boobs". We went to Paris.
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Good choice
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