I woke up the next morning pretty early. The sun was just barely starting come through my window. I looked over and Nikki was still zonked out and sleeping hard. She was on her stomach, mouth open, hair messed up and in her face and snoring loudly. I smiled because she would probably be embarrassed that I saw her sleeping so hard that she drooled on my pillow. She was absolutely gorgeous. Last night had probably taken a lot out of her. I had gone down her for about half an hour, making her cum hard twice on my face. Then she had let me titfuck her for the second time. Then after we had dinner, she had ridden me and we had cum together. Great night.
Careful not to wake her, I got up and went into my small at-home office. I needed to get a few things done for some clients and wanted to get them out of the way. I wrapped up my work in hour and went back into my bedroom. She had rolled over onto her back and I enjoyed the view for a minute. Her big boobs were pulled toward her sides by gravity. The clock on the nightstand said it was nearly 9am. I let her sleep and went and showered. When I got finished, she had just woken up.
"Good morning beautiful." I said.
She smiled and said "I doubt that. I look atrocious first thing in the morning. But thank you."
"Do you have to work today? I was thinking we could go take care of your car first thing." I asked.
"No, I'm off on Mondays and Tuesdays. Monday is my errands day. Care to come along? It's mostly boring adult stuff but it might not suck as much if you came with me." She said.
"No sorry, that sounds too boring and adult-like." I teased.
"I need to buy a new bra today, so you could help me pick one out. I think that's boring, but I bet you'd like it." She shot back.
"Okay, you had me at bra." I said.
She got up out of bed and went to shower in my bathroom. I got dressed and laid back down to check the scores from yesterday. She came out of the bathroom about 20 minutes later. I enjoyed the view of her naked body until she got her Hello Kitty back pack and got dressed with what she had brought over. After she got dressed, she told me where her mechanic was and we left my place.
I drove her over and she went in to handle the car stuff. A few minutes later she got back in the passenger seat and said "should be ready by next Monday at the latest. Thank you again for helping me with it. It was probably going to take me more than a month to save up the rest of the money I owed."
"You're very welcome, I was happy to do it. So was Brian. So what boring adult thing do you need to do first?" I asked.
She had me driver her around town to pay a couple of bills, the grocery store, a Walgreens. Typical errands. But we still had fun talking and getting to know each other better and better. She told me about her family, only one brother and divorced parents. I shared about mine. I was the youngest of 4 boys, parents still together. We stopped and had lunch at fast food taco place and then, finally, she said it was time to go bra shopping.
I drove her to a store that sold plus-size clothing; she said this place always had her size. Nikki told me that most places that even carry plus-size bras only carry boring styles like beige, white, or off-white colors. This place apparently had better styles. I asked her, "so how big are your boobs exactly?" I'd been dying to know ever since I first saw her.
She laughed and said "guys always want to know how big a girl's tits are. They're just boobs. They're more nuisance than anything else."
"You speak lies woman! Boobs make everything better. How cool was Star Wars? A solid 10. What would've made it better? Boobs. Obviously. You're at the DMV, what would make it better? Titties. You hit the lottery. You're a millionaire now. What's better than that? Winning the lottery while also seeing some boobs. I can go on and on." I told her.
She cracked up, rolled her eyes, called me an idiot but said "fine. Just like everything about me, they're fat. 38H."
I felt my eyes widen in surprise. I knew they were bigger than DDs, but I had no idea. No wonder she had to shop at a specialty store. We walked around the store and she told me to pick out a couple to try on. The first one I picked up was super small. It was basically a bikini top. She barked out a laugh and said "uh no, that would do nothing to support my girls."
I picked out a couple of others that would be better. A red one with some lace on top and a black one that was sheer on the lower half of each cup. She looked at them and laughed again and said "Jim, you're picking out lingerie. I'm looking for functional over fun for this bra. But I'll try them on for you if you want me to."
