Lynn, a co-worker , and I were in New York City for the first time in our lives. We were there to work a week-long trade show for our employer. We knew each other from work but had no contact outside of the workplace. When we found out we were going to New York together, we started getting friendlier while planning a potentially exciting week for a couple of fat, rapidly approaching forty, married with children females. Well, not to mislead, we're not really fat but both have a natural middle-aged spread. I have never been big, especially in the bust, so one advantage to putting on a little weight was an increase in cup size from a B to a C. My husband thinks I look sexier now than I did when we married 15 years ago. I have only known Lynn a couple of years, so I don't know what she looked like before, but now she causes heads to turn. She is a very attractive blonde with big tits and a full rear-end, probably about 38D-26-38. All the men think she is very sexy and all of us gals hate her.
Lynn has a friend in the hotel industry who arranged a small suite for us at less cost than the company would be paying for two singles and we flew up a couple of days early to get the cheaper airfare by staying over a Saturday night.
We spent all day Saturday sightseeing, shopping and giggling like a couple of teenagers, even holding hands sometimes. We had grabbed a couple bottles of wine on the way back to the hotel and opened one of them when we got back to the suite. I hadn't even finished one glass before I lay on the bed, fully clothed, and feel asleep.
I woke up about one in the morning, got undressed, took a shower and put on a nightgown, intending to go right back to bed but decided to have another glass of wine. As I entered the living area, I heard Lynn's shower shut off and presently she came into the room. She was dressed in a tee shirt that was plastered to her body in several spots, especially her tits. One question about her was put to rest, they were real. Her breasts were surprisingly firm, with just a little droop, and she had large nipples. I caught myself staring and feeling a tinge of sexual desire.
We drank wine and talked for awhile until Lynn suddenly asked out of the blue: "Have you ever been with another woman sexually?"