Introduction 2

I found my coworker, who we'll call "Eloise", attractive from the first day I met her, though she was somewhat standoffish at first. She stands about 5'4" or so, with light brown hair and brown eyes that are not quite the rich mahogany of my wife's eyes. She lacks the tire around her stomach and the attendant low self esteem my wife also has.

Don't get me wrong here, I don't mind my wife's stomach. In fact, the only thing that I really mind about it is not that it's too big but that my wife THINKS it's too big. To this day, never seen her fully naked in a well-lit room because of her fear that I will somehow love her less because of it. THAT is the turnoff, not that my wife carries around a few extra pounds. Believe me, her sexy legs and breast more than make up for her extra weight in the abdominal area.

Eloise is, to be perfectly honest, attractively slim. She does have a similar hangup about her tummy, but don't almost all women? Eloise is fairly pretty, with beautiful eyes and full lips. Her greatest flaw, though it's a minor one, is that she doesn't really have the clearest complexion. Her only other real failing, in the purely physical sense, is that she doesn't really have much of an ass to speak of. She is aware of this and has poked fun at her self occasionally in my presence.

Eloise quite plainly has one of the most amazing sets of breasts that I have ever had the privilege of laying eyes on. (Fully clothed, so far.) They are high on her chest, perky and pleasantly round. They are somewhere between a C and a D, for sure, but on her slim frame they look larger.

One day, as Eloise was leaving work after finishing the early shift, I was privileged to watch her walk toward the door. I don't know what it was, but something about that moment brought into focus just how astoundingly attractive her breasts made her. I was faced with a choice.