Her tits

Not too far from Matt's house was a middle school that overlooked Los Angeles.

Wendy drove there, parked in the parking lot, and led him up a narrow path to a concrete pad just under a huge water tank.

Below, millions of lights twinkled with the harbor inky-dark in the ocean of city lights, the black broken only by the occasional light of a moving ship or pleasure craft.

"It's beautiful, isn't it."

"And the lights of L.A. County are like diamonds in the sky," he sang.

"What's that?"

"Guess you don't listen to country music much. It's an ancient Lyle Lovett song. Sort of depressing, really. But I guess most country songs are depressing."

"I wouldn't have pegged you for a country fan."

"Nah. My dad is, though. And so everyone else in the family got to listen. I kind of like a few acts, though. Lyle Lovett, the Dixie Chicks, The Oak Ridge Boys."

"I've never heard of any of them."

"Yeah, pretty much old school."

"Speaking of diamonds in the sky, is that Venus?" Wendy pointed.

"Uh, yeah, I think so." When Matt turned back to Wendy she had undid her top.

"I said I wanted to show you something."

He held his breath as she took off her top.

"Do you... do you like it?"

He nodded. "You have a fantastic figure."

"I'm not that big. My mom says I can't get breast implants until I graduate from college."

It seemed like everyone on the Hill was fixated with breast implants--either getting them or whether other people had gotten them. Matt loved big tits as much as the next guy, witness his fascination with Ms. Chadra and Ophelia. That didn't mean he couldn't appreciate something more subtle.

He touched her belly, slowly raising his hand to her breast, doing the one-touch thing his sister had taught him, then brought his lips to her nipple.

"Oooh."

"Stop me if I'm going too fast."

"No, I like it."

He liked it too. Her breasts felt soft and warm, yielding to his touch but not too much.

"Can I see your... thing?"

"You mean my dick?"

"Uh, yeah."

"Okay." He unzipped his jeans and pulled out his erect penis.

"Wow, that's... big."

From the porn Matt watched, he didn't think he was especially well endowed. On the other hand, what guy doesn't like his size praised? "Thanks."

"It's sort of scary. Can I touch it?"

Oh, god. He'd died and gone to heaven. "Of course."

She leaned over and ran her hands up and down its length. "I didn't know it would feel like that. It's so hard but also so soft. Which doesn't make any sense when I say it but that's what it feels like to me."

"Yeah. To me it feels great what you're doing."

"I... I'm embarrassed to do any more. Am I a horrible prick-tease? Do you mind?"