Exactly seven Easter Sundays ago, we went to a church service because my wife was feeling guilty for not going. It was worth it.
Church was packed. We were outside the sanctuary due to all the people. A couple in their late-20s came in and sat down next to where we were standing, like very close. My knee was bumping into the woman's elbow. The wife had a form fitting shirt on with a stiff, padded bra that was waaaaay too big. As soon as she sat down, I saw her right breast completely unobstructed since her bra was nowhere near actually touching it. I perfectly remember her b-cup, very perky breast, huge dark areolas compared to the overall size of her breast, and semi-flat nipples. Her husband noticed and he looked, too, but never said anything to her.
After a long, wonderful 20 minutes, she noticed and spent the rest of the time holding her shirt to her chest while looking around to see who might have seen. I think she realized that I had likely seen something because she kept looking up and over her shoulder at me several times.
After the service, my wife asked why she kept looking at me. I said it's because her boobs were showing the whole service and she was probably wondering if I had noticed. My wife said, "So I am guessing that you are glad that I dragged you here, right?" I still said I am never going again, regardless of the boob show or not.
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