I can tell you, the old saying "It's an ill wind that blows nobody any good" is true. It was a complete accident but, man, I never will forget the most stunning sight I'll ever hope to witness.
It came about when Paul and I were billeted with a married couple for our first high school homecoming. Their son Jason had attended the same school, but he was interstate so they had room for Paul and me. My name by the way is Dennis, though people mostly call me Denny.
Jon and Marie were very welcoming, and insisted we call them by their first names. With the romantic inclinations of a lad fresh out of high school, I was a little bit taken with Marie, who probably in her early forties still looked well preserved. She did seem to have quite a good figure. I suspected this appearance might involve the aid of foundation garments, but I vaguely thought about what her naked body would be like, her tits and, er, other parts. Of course, I didn't entertain these ideas at all seriously.
Our hosts put us up in Jason's old room downstairs, adjacent to a rumpus room, while they, of course, used the master bedroom upstairs, with its own ensuite bathroom. As would be expected, they always used the ensuite. This left the main bathroom to Paul and me, and we got used to the idea that it would always be free, so that as necessary we could duck upstairs to use it without disturbing either of them. And so we learned not to bother knocking before entering. As it turned out, we were wrong.
Some days into our stay Paul and I were in the rumpus room watching a game on TV when I "felt the urge." As usual I waited for the next ad break before charging upstairs to the bathroom. As usual I flung the door open -- and there right in front of me were two magnificent nipples on a pair of tits. It was Marie, doing her hair. Marie's tits! I had wondered what they looked like, and now I knew. I felt my dick stiffen at the sight -- her tits were quite a good size, nice firm shapely tits even at her age, obviously she didn't need any special kind of brassiere. But what dominated the whole wonderful view was the size of her fabulous nipples. They were very big and assertive, and yet a lovely color, seeming to radiate a soft rosy glow that washed over me, gently bathing me, caressing me!
