I married my wife Samantha, twelve years ago, when she was 20. I had been in love with her since I was 12. I am 2 years older than she is, so she was 10 when they moved in next door to us. Her brother, Rodney and I became best friends right off. Rod is just a month older than I am. Sam tagged us everywhere we went. So she became my little sister too.
As years passed Sam changed in ways I tried to understand but couldn't. My feelings for Sam changed with these changes. We had our first kiss when I was 17 and Sam was 15. Nothing more than just simple kisses. Both firsts for us both. I had never kissed another girl or really wanted to. Sam said the same thing. She was my first love as was I hers.
When Rodney and I graduated high school at 18, college was next. But I entered State college an hour away and Rod went to city college in our town. Our first two years of college went by swiftly and at the start of year three, Samantha started at State too. She was an 18 year old high school graduate and still a virgin. Not long after coming up to state for school she gave her virginity to me, and I gave mine to her. My last two years in school went by quickly. And after my graduation Samantha and I married.
I got my first job as a CPA with a firm near our college and we lived off campus but walking distance of school, so Sam continued classes there. Shortly after her graduation from college Sam got PG with our daughter and our lives changed forever. Shortly after she had been out of school her first year, she birthed our daughter Emily. Who has blessed our lives in every way since. Sam was 23 and two years later she gave us our second daughter Sandy.
Our girls are as different as night and day. Emily is perfect in every way, where Sandy has never found trouble, she didn't get into. Sam soon returned to work after each birth and worked from the first day to get her beautiful body back in shape. My wife is 5'3" and 123 pounds and has been from the time she was 18. Sam went to work at the college upon graduation as an art major. A graduate assistant with a nice salary. Not great but nice.
I had moved up with my job and was making very good money. So we had a full-time nanny to help with the girls. At 5'3" and 123pounds Samantha soon had her figure in prime shape again and if anything, her figure as even more sexy than before our girls were born. She had breast fed both girls and her breasts had gotten bigger with each time. Sam had been a full 34 C cup and had gotten to very nearly a 38 C. And her hips might be slightly fuller, but not much. Sam's job had turned from a graduate assistant's job into a full-time assistants' job with a very nice salary.
Samantha had been at her job I think 3 years past Sandy's birth when the college hired a new department head. Her new department head was a male. Richard Bross was his name. Sam was 28 when he began, I think, and Richard was 36. He had been there a few months when I began to see some changes in Sam.
Samantha had never complained about the job I knew she loved. But now she dropped small hints that all was not perfect.
"So, tell me Sam, is Richard not doing a good job?"
"So, you don't feel good about your working with him?"
"No David I like working with him nearly too much. We were in school with lots of black people. But I don't know that I really ever had anyone that was close. Richard is just very Male. Sexually very male."
"So, he makes you feel your sexual desires? Or maybe I should say that he makes you feel sexy? That could be a very good thing?"
"Do you really think so?"
"I can see no harm in it. Now if he wants you to turn your big hooters loose and come to school that way I might worry?"
We both had a good laugh at that. Several weeks passed before she said anything again.
"So, David would you be upset if I did leave my bra at home sometimes?"
"No Baby I see nothing wrong with you being sexy at work."
"Has something been said about it at work?"
"Oh no, not really but they came up in some talks around the table yesterday. Richard had not realized they were really so big. He loves big breasts. His last wife had very big breasts and never wore a bra."
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"I told him I am wearing a T-shirt in the morning, and I would prove that they are large."
"So how will that prove it? You need to lift it and show them off to him."
"Oh, my David I can't do that. Can I?"
"Sam they are beautiful so make me proud and show them off."
"You really wouldn't mind?"
"I don't see that it will hurt a thing."
I saw Samantha leave the next morning and she was wearing a very tight T and definitely wore no bra. I had a very busy day and didn't get home when I had planned. She was busy with our meal she was making and had changed into sleep wear. Once we retired to bed I couldn't help it, I just had to know.
"So, Sam I am curious I saw your shirt this morning and you looked very nice."
"I was so embarrassed my nipples just stayed hard. I could not make them settle down. I wore a shirt over my T most of the morning. Until Richard asks me to take it off."
"And did you?"
"Yes, and they were really hard then."
"And was he pleased?"
