Darlene was smiling with anticipation as she unlocked
and opened the car door. Her nylons whispered as she
sat in the overly sun warmed car, swung her slim legs
in and shut the door. She started the car and cranked
up the air conditioning as sweat beaded on her upper
lip above a wide sensuous mouth. She placed her purse
and well worn Bible in the front seat. The lap belt was
fine around her small waist but she had a hard time
adjusting the shoulder belt over her breasts as usual
and had to settle for the strap resting between those
She always thought of herself as fat but her husband
Jim swore her boobies were his favorite feature. It
didn’t help that she was only five feet two with
humongous tits that stood up proudly even without a
bra. She was constantly aware of the stares and
unsolicited attention by the opposite sex even in
church; despite the care she exercised in dressing to
disguise her ‘assets’. She often felt self conscious
and embarrassed by her ‘fat deposits’ and wondered why
men found them so fascinating. Frowning briefly down on
her prominent natural protrusions, Darlene decided once
again that the ‘twins’ were a mixed blessing.
As Darlene drove home she thought about the Sunday
morning sermon and what the Pastor said about marriage.
Her husband Jim believed in God but rarely attended
church services so he was going to be pleasantly
surprised by what this new Pastor said about sex and
the marriage bed. Both she and her husband had been
struggling with their past sexual issues and fixations.
When Darlene was nine years old a 14 year old neighbor
had trapped her in a barn and made her suck his
throbbing erection until he ejaculated down her throat.