They watch her go into the kitchen to begin the clear up of the night's festivities now most of the party goers have left. D goes after her, grabbing some empty beer cans to give him an excuse to talk to her, T eagerly following suit. They find her slouched with eyes closed on a kitchen chair, taking a moment's rest before the marathon clean-up begins. She's wearing a tight vest top, which would have been plenty of cover in the throes of the party but now in the cold, empty kitchen does little to hide the stiffened nipples topping her ample, bra-less breasts.
D summons her attention by noisily stuffing cans in the bin, and she smiles as she opens her eyes and realises she has some helpers for the work ahead, who she notices happen to be easy on the eye too. She starts to get up from the chair but D tells her to relax and let them take care of things. He's struggling to keep his eyes away from her chest as she settles back into the chair and stretches her back, raising her gorgeous mounds even more prominently into view. D feels his dick twitching in his pants and glances over to T to find him also gazing lustily at the sight of her. They catch one another's eyes and without saying a word they understand they both share the obsession and they could really have a ball together tonight if they play things right.
D being the bolder of the two steps towards her in the chair and just tells her outright "You look fucking good in that top. Don't you think T?"
T nods in agreement and for the first time she catches the look of lust in the eyes of both men stood before her.
"Want us to show you how good you look?" D offers, and she responds with a look of confusion and curiosity, with an unmistakeable flash of excitement too.
D presses on, "We both can't take our eyes off your gorgeous breasts and we'd love to play with them and make you feel good."
She can't believe this is happening. Not one but two hot men have delivered themselves to her at the end of a testing night of hosting and offered to treat her to her most favourite experience, having her breasts worshipped. She doesn't need to say anything as the men watch the look of hunger take over her, gazing up at them wide-eyed with anticipation.
Before she even gets her words out they both move in close, so they're stood over her still seated on the chair. She's now eye level with their crotches, both bulging with their erections pushing against the constraints of their pants. She looks up at them both and smiles a wicked smile, enjoying the power just the sight of her breasts is having over them. She arches her back, letting her breasts rise up and signalling her submission to the worship beginning.
They both moan at the look of excitement in her eyes and at her glorious tits held out for their fantasies to play out. D reaches down first and traces one hand down her cheek, tilting her chin up towards him so he can watch her reaction as his other hand glides over her vest, grazing her erect nipples through the fabric with the flattened palm of his hand. She gasps loudly and her nipples harden more at the sensation. Encouraged, he cups and grasps each breast firmly, moving from one to the other with his hand, enjoying the fullness filling his palm and feeling her nipples in the centre fully stiffening with the attention. Through the material of the vest he gently tugs those delightful nipples between finger and thumb, mesmerised by how responsive they are to him, any remaining composure leaving her face as he does so. He stares into her lust-drunk eyes and teasingly hooks the vest away from her chest to reveal the bare skin of her breasts.
"Please," she implores him needily to touch her bare skin. But he holds back, enjoying her desperation, and lets T take over who by now is rabid from the scene playing out before him.
T steps in and forcefully yanks the vest fully down beneath her mounds, the material gathering beneath and cupping each breast, raising them proud and firm to attention.
"Fucking hell you are beautiful," T groans, cupping a bare breast in each hand and kneading them, enjoying their soft smoothness and firmness under his excited grasp. He pushes them together, admiring the effect on her ample cleavage, and she watches the bulge in his pants grow even more outrageous. She reaches out and unzips him as he plays, teasingly setting some of the bulge free. D takes his cue and starts unzipping at the same time. They don't want the attention anywhere else but her though, and go no further than letting their jean zips down, dicks still straining in their boxers.