The doorbell rang. I walked downstairs and answered the door. It was Monica and she was on time.
"Hi Monica, you are right on time."
She didn't say a word and walked in.
"Come on up stairs. I have some nice wine and a fire in the fireplace."
She followed me upstairs looking around. Still she didn't say a word.
Once upstairs she sat down on the couch. I gave her a glass of wine and she chugged it down. I guess that she was not happy being here and wanted to numb her senses.
"Did you have any trouble finding the place?", I asked.
"I'm here aren't I?" she sneered.
"Ya know Monica, you can make this a lot more pleasant if you had a better attitude."
She looked at me with daggers in her eyes, "I will never have a good attitude about this whole thing. I am stuck here and can't see anyway out if it. Let's get this over with. Where do you want your blowjob?"
I shook my head. "Come over here and take off your blouse and bra."
As she stripped off her clothes she had a brand new white lace bra.
"That really looks nice Monica, did you get that today?"
"I figured that if I got one you wouldn't put me through the humiliation of measuring me for my bra size."
"Well that won't work. Take the bra off and let's see what you look like naked."
She took off her bra and she looked spectacular. She kept covering her tits and I had to pull her arms down to her side. Her tits stuck out and as I suspected seemed to defy gravity. He stomach was flat and I was in awe of her body.
"You are beautiful Monica. I have never seen someone as pretty as you."
For a minute I almost saw her glance at me and smile. She didn't appear to take compliments well but then again she was in a very different situation.
I got a cloth tape and put measured her around the chest. She was a 34 just as she said. Then I measured her tits and she came up as a D cup.
"You are a 34D, not a 34C."