"Jimmy said you were the perfect wife...the perfect woman, really." It was my new hubby's kid brother speaking. He was getting ready to leave after dropping off some tools for my husband.
"Oh, really?" I smiled in reply, "He might be exaggerating just a wee bit, huh, Tommy?"
"Exaggerating?" He wasn't really asking, of course. "He was just bragging, really."
Tommy went on quietly, "If even half of what he told me is only partially true most guys would think that you are more than perfect. I know I sure would! I wish my wife were anything like Jimmy said said you were like."
"Really? And, so?" I grinned at him teasingly.
Tommy hesitated and then timorously replied.
"Well...some things Jimmy didn't have to tell me, of course," my young brother-in-law said. "I mean it is obvious you are beautiful and that you have a great figure." He added this last as he took a quick glance at the front of my more than well-filled shirt.
"Why, 'Thank You', Tommy!" I replied with total sincerity and then I couldn't help but add... "Do you like looking at me? Do you enjoy looking into my cleavage?"
The 19 year old leaning against my kitchen counter swallowed visibly and glanced back and forth from my face to the deep cleavage created by my expansive bust. Again, I just had to tease him a bit.
"Or, do you like thinking about handling the large, firm mounds of female anatomy that make my deep cleavage possible?" I asked him with a smirk as I pulled my shoulders back just a smidge.
Tommy held my gaze, but he swallowed a couple of times and licked his lips a bit.
"Go ahead, Tommy, enjoy a nice long look." I said as lifted my chin and pulled my shoulders further back. "Go ahead. It's OK. Who's going to know? I like being appreciated."
He hesitated and kept his eyes locked to mine. I rested my left forearm on the kitchen table next to where I sat. Then l leaned forward just a bit. I knew my snug blouse, and my cleavage, had now both gaped open considerably wider.
"O-o-h-h-h", his breath came audibly as his will not to look collapsed. His gaze traveled slowly downward and fully roamed my more than ample chest.
I slowly undid an additional button of my blouse. "O-o-o-h-h-h-h! Wow! Magnificent!" he hissed in response.
"Would you like me take my breasts out for you, Tommy?" I nearly whispered. And with an obvious upward jerk of his head our gazes locked briefly once again. He was speechless. He looked back down at my breasts and then back to my face several times without speaking. I unbuttoned one more button and exposed just the top of my white lace bra and more of the deep crevasse formed by the great globes of my breast tissue.
"Well, would you?" I asked again. "Like me to take them out, that is?"
"Of course, you'd have to take something out for me, right? I mean fair is fair, huh?" I tossed my long, dark hair back as I spoke and I knew that the movement of my head had set my substantial bosom in motion. The young man moaned quietly in response to the bouncing and quaking of my mammaries that he now openly gawked.
"Well, what would you take out for me, Tommy?" I smiled as his gaze returned reluctantly to my face.
"Anything," he breathed almost silently, "Anything."
"Well, go ahead then," I directed him with a bit of a giggle in my voice, "show me something." I unbuttoned my blouse a bit further, but only exposed a bit more of my bra to him by holding it partially closed.
I knew he must be trembling inside. I mean here was his new, reasonably attractive, extremely big-busted sister-in-law teasing him. And his young wife and I went to lunch together not two hours ago. I knew he must be really torn about what to do. I mean he was the little brother, right?
He straightened up from the counter silently and, at first, I thought he was going to turn and leave when he glanced over his shoulder. But his gaze returned to my cleavage and he turned just slightly to face me directly. His hands dangled limply at his side. Then slowly, very, very, slowly, almost imperceptibly, his right hand began to move with his eyes still locked to my chest. His hand continued to gradually, incrementally traverse the front of his jeans and finally his fingers grasped the brass pull of his zipper. He stiffened and froze with his hand still on his zipper...
"What did Jimmy tell you about me, Tommy?" I asked clearly and directly as I looked into my eyes. His cheeks were obviously flushed and his lips quivered just a bit as he swallowed.
I completed unbuttoning my blouse but continued to hold it partially closed.
"Well... He said you were really sexy...Jimmy told me that you really enjoyed sex. All kinds even! He said you would do things other women wouldn't..." he swallowed again and stopped. His hand remained at the fly of his Levi's and he again looked down into my full bosom.
I relaxed the tension on the opening of my blouse just a bit.
"Go on, Tommy," I instructed. "Tell me what Jimmy told you and, please, go ahead and take something out as you do. You can pull out a-n-y-t-h-i-n-g you want!"
As I spoke I eased forward on my chair and leaned forward just a bit placing my hands on my knees. When I looked up into his face and held his gaze I heard the sound of his zipper being slowly lowered.
The young man standing over me swallowed again and breathed out as he slowly spoke,
"Jimmy said you would... he told me that you... well... he told me..." he stumbled to a halt as I heard cloth rustling just out of my line of vision buy quite obviously the sound came from immediately in front of my slightly upturned chin.
Tommy continued quietly, shyly. "He said you would, ah...would use your mouth on him. He said you would use it...you know...like...all the way."
I continued to look up into his handsome young face, and I gave him the faintest of smiles with my lips parted slightly and then I said...
"You mean my husband told you that I performed fellatio on him, Tommy?" My hubby's kid brother didn't reply, but a deep blush came to his cheeks and throat as I spoke.
"You mean your brother said that I let him ejaculate his production into my mouth?" I went on.
"And, you mean to say, Jimmy told you that I swallowed his issuance after he was done?" I said with a mock, questioning earnestness.
I had spoken all of this just slightly above a whisper and while looking steadily and wide-eyed into his bright blue eyes.