Jill can probably be best described as a normal looking woman. She is 5'6", 135 pounds, round where being round looks good and nice and snug where it counts.
She wears a 34C cup bra and the only reason I know that is because she sent me to the store one day to buy her one. We were dressing to go out and she had a zipper fail, being handy with sewing she was in the process of fixing it when she realized none of her bras fit the top of the outfit.
Usually she would just wear this particular dress without one if we went to dinner, but it was a party we were going to with my co-workers and all of that so I got elected to go get an undergarment.
The store was just a mile away, I went with reluctance, since she was sitting there over the floor heater with nothing on but her panties. The heat flowing up over her caused her nipples to flatten out and expand, I was staring at her getting a nice boner going when she looked up at me.
"What?" She asked, with a knowing grin.
"Uhhh...." I managed to answer.
"Just tell Janet it's strapless, she will know what I want!" She called out as I finally headed for the car.
That would have worked if Janet had been there, but she wasn't. Instead I got a clerk that was maybe 19 and she had a shit eating grin on her face when she came over, I was looking at the maze of different types of bras in total confusion.
The gal helped me pick one out as I stood there looking stupid with my face red, I wasn't real sure about the one she handed me but the girl told me it should work. I missed the inch or so of padding in it, though.
"Oh, good grief!" I heard Jill say from the bedroom, then she walked out.
"Wow!" I said. She suddenly looked like she had a set of jugs on her that were something else.
"Maybe I better just put something else on, this is too much." She said, looking at herself sideways in the mirror.
"Nobody knows you there, it will be all right." Hell, I knew that that wasn't all Jill under there but I wanted to reach out and grab them anyway.
Yea, I know. That sounds silly, but still.
I will say Jill was a hit at the party, and she seemed to be enjoying herself. Several of the men there made a special point of coming over to talk to her, Jill wasn't used to that really. I didn't mind, my little gal was totally faithful, and I can say I kept things the same.
Then my boss Bill got up and made some announcements, one of which was that I was to be promoted to department head.
There was lots of applause, and I was tickled. I had it in my mind that I might get the nod but a person can never be sure of those things. It meant some nice perks, responsibility, and a big chunk of cash with some bonuses if all went well.
As the company party wore down, I found Jill over by the open bar sipping on a drink of some kind. That was a surprise, Jill seldom drank anything more than perhaps a glass of wine with dinner.
She was chatting with two of my co-workers, both of who were now my underlings. They had that lean in attitude I had seen before at college parties, guys on the make.
"Ready to head out, hon?" I asked her as I walked up.
"Hi, honey. Yep, any time you are." She didn't sound the least bit tipsy. I told the guys good evening, feeling a twinge of pride since they looked mildly crestfallen as I led Jill away.
"You sure were a hit tonight, hon." I told her.
"It must be that new bait you got for me." Jill giggled. Nothing more was said about it, when I slipped into bed with her that evening she turned to me and it was obvious that she was in the mood.
Which was fine with me, I was in the mood, too. Later on, she was cuddled up tightly to me, and she asked me if I thought her boobies as she called them were too small.
The truth of course is she is close to perfect and I told her exactly that.
"OK. I guess I won't go buy some great big ones with some of that pile of money you are going to make." She giggled.
"But everyone sure looked at them all night long." she said with a small sigh.
"I noticed that, but still you better not, I have plans on a new boat." She laughed at me and we went to sleep. She was still right there in my arms the next morning, protesting in her sleep as I disengaged to go use the bathroom.
Everything went right back to normal, the only reason I even mention that evening is because I realized after nearly 10 years of being with Jill that she really got warmed right up from being noticed. It was something I had never seen in her before. Well, perhaps better is that I never actually thought about it.
There was another time at an outdoor barbeque when she had on a pair of white shorts that seemed to hang on her hips, Jill has an ass to die for and those sure showed it off. The guys around made some crude comments which I passed off as beer talk but later Jill reacted just like this time, hot and horny.
It was about six months later, the weather had turned warm in late Summer, one of those days that there is no point in being inside. Jill got a call at about 11 asking us to come over to Dave and Sara's house, they were having some people over and planned on cooking some meat and relaxing.
Those were fun times, we often went over there, usually there would be three or four couples. Nothing fancy, just a few beers and a salad and someone would burn some meat beyond recognition on the grill.
Jill usually wore snug white shorts, a pair that is more conservative than that one set she has, plus a halter top. When she came out she had on a halter but the shorts were gray with big baggy medium length legs.
I guess she saw my puzzled look, so she told me that her pubic hair was growing back in and one of them had ingrown and was sore. I had noticed she was letting it grow back, after we had one of our little fun experiments. I had lathered her up and carefully shaved her, that was a crazy fun time. Then I realized quickly that I liked her with a full bush instead. It's so soft and curly, somehow it just looks feminine.
One thing I might mention about Jill is that shaving her is quite a chore. She is blessed with much larger than normal lips, to get to the hairs I actually needed to hold them over out of the way to keep from nicking her. By the time I was done I sure didn't need any lather, Jill just produced her own.
"Let me see." I grinned at her, getting a fake swipe at my arm in reply.
"That damned zit is just too sore for those shorts, I would be miserable." She said. "Do I look all right?"
"You look just fine, hon." We headed for the car, I forgot all about it.
Another hobby we have is taking photos, I am never very far from a camera. This day was no exception, when Dave got tipsy and started acting up I went out to the car and got mine.
Our friend Dave is funny as hell, we all knew he had even done a stint as a standup comedian in college to help pay his way. So I was snapping pics as he was making faces and carrying on clicking off rather risque one liners.
I did notice one younger man was sitting on the lawn on a blanket talking to Jill and another woman named Patty I had just met, but I never paid much attention to him. The two women were laying on lawn chairs drinking some kind of juice.
