I couldn't sleep thinking about what Jim said. I didn't know if he was serious or not. I would marry him that day if he wanted.
Jim had to leave for work earlier than I did. Our hours were very different, so we couldn't ride together. His 7-3, mine 9-5. As I got out of bed to get ready for work, he was ready to leave. I kissed him goodbye and asked him if he meant what he said last night. He replied, "We'll talk about it tonight."
As I showered, all I thought about was whether he was serious about a honeymoon or was going to dump me that night.
I was getting dressed and opened the drawer to pick out my iron bra for the day. I hesitated and put it back, reaching for a bra that I knew, no matter how I walked, my breasts would jiggle like crazy, as it had no support at all. I was going to show the guys Jim worked with, just how much my boobs could bounce. I wore a dress that even in the brightest light, you wouldn't be able to see through. I walked in front of the mirror to see how much my tits jiggled, I was very happy with the results!
I, like the rest of the girls in the office, drove to work wearing sneakers, you can't really drive a car safely wearing heals.
As I walked quickly across the parking lot, I could feel just how much my boobs were in motion. I knew the guys were going to be very happy.
I walked past the guard station, tits jiggling and showed my badge. He said, "Good morning, you look very nice today." He had never said anything but good morning before.
I got to my desk and changed into the high heels that I hated. Maria came by and asked how things went with Jim. She said he really seemed to like you.
I told her we saw each other every day and he helped me finish all that I can do on my house. I told her, "He sort of asked me to marry him last night." What do you mean, Sort of? "He asked where I wanted to go on our honeymoon." Then I asked him this morning if he meant what he said last night. He just said we'd talk about it tonight.
Maria said, "Relax, I'm sure he just wants to get his thoughts together."
I said, "I hope your right, I'm in love with him."
Maria said, "Oh, I almost forgot, the bosses flight back was delayed by weather. He won't be here till tomorrow."
I was glad, I was nervous he'd see my breasts swaying a little too much.
I knew there were going to be a lot of trips between offices today after the two week break. I had to make a trip early, before Jim was on break. I was curious how the guys would react to my boobs new found freedom. I found out quickly, the howls and whistles were louder, I just smiled and kept bouncing down the aisle.
I delayed my next trip until I knew Jim would be with his friends. I was bouncing quite freely. I just glanced over to make sure Jim was there, he was.
I continued walking, listening and enjoying the sounds coming from the guys.
I had several more trips that day, making sure his co-workers liked what they were looking at.
I was nervous on my drive home, not knowing what Jim was going to say.
I pulled in the driveway and at least, Jim's car was there. So was my father's truck.
As I entered, there were balloons all over. Jim came out and so did my parents. Jim walked over to me and said, "I asked your parents if I could marry you and they gave their consent, now I'm asking you." He held out a ring and looked at me, waiting for a response. It seemed I'd never get it out, but finally I gave Jim a big hug and kiss saying, "God yes, I love you!"
I was so happy and relieved.
Jim and my parents had set this up. The next part was going to dinner. We went to a restaurant Jim had told me his parents liked. Dad held the door for us. There was a congratulations banner hung from the ceiling. We were seated at a table with a little bride and groom center piece on it. I thought, Jim must have been very confident I would say yes.
As dinner progressed we chatted about what our plans might be. My father liked his beer and he was getting a little tipsy. He exclaimed to Jim, "Doesn't she wear a bra to work?" I'm sure she does, is all Jim said. I remembered dad staring at me as I walked past him when he was holding the door open, I hadn't had time to change. I must have turned beet red right then.