A fairly low key situation I’ve thought about many times over the years.
In my late 20s I decided to finish up my associates degree so I enrolled at the local community college. For an elective I took a basic cooking class. I was the oldest student in the room aside from a pair of sisters in their 50s. We were all to select a partner to have for the quarter. I’m not particularly outgoing so after everyone partnered up the instructor paired me with another partnerless person. A very pretty 19 year old girl named Leia. Yes like the princess. She was Filipino. Very cute face with a pretty smile and long black hair. She was thicker than most Filipino girls I’ve known but not fat. Sort of a softball players body. Nice set of C cup tits and a round butt resting above thick thighs. She wore tight black jeans and a hooded sweatshirt pretty much every day. Quite modest. However when we’d arrive at the class we’d meet at our station and have to put on our chef coats. So twice a week for ten weeks I got this low key show:
I’d always arrive first. Leia would show up right as class would be starting so she’d be hurried. She’d put her bag down and then unzip her hooded sweatshirt. As she pulled it over her arms her chest would stick out. She would be wearing a tank top of various colors and her bra cups would always be visible. Her cleavage was spectacular. I’d always be careful to take quick glimpses and she never caught me or never let on she did. Her boobs would jiggle as she did this. When she’d wear a white tank top her darker bra would be visible through it. I always hoped for a peek of areola or maybe a thinner cupped bra that would allow for pokies but no dice. I honestly felt a sadness when the class ended. I was in a long term relationship so I never did anything besides the mildest of flirting but always felt I’d have been able to take her out if I had the chance. To this day I wonder what those tits would felt like in my hands and what that ass would’ve looked like naked.
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