Yes

"Oh, I'm sorry," I stammer as a flash of nervous energy washes over me. Turning quickly, I take a step or two away from the door. My heart pounding in the darkened hallway when I hear her voice calling back to me, echoing off the walls.

"Wait, come back" she says. Now my heart starts to beat even faster. I turn and go back to the doorway. Standing by the dresser in her bra, she smiles shyly and says, "Don't be afraid dear, it's just your old neighbor in her bra. Now, did you come down the hall because you needed something or were you just trying to sneak a peek?"

In an instant her tone has changed and the smile has receeded. I can't tell if she's angry or just curious. Still feeling a bit tipsy, I can't believe the words that spill out. "I wanted to see you. I...I've...I think you are a very attractive woman."

The smile slowly returns to her face, curving up into her round cheeks. Her skin, pale and a little sweaty from the sun, suddenly starts to flush. And not just her face. I sense her take a little gasp as her mouth drops just a bit open. Her brow starts to bead up. The blush from her cheeks seems to spread down to the revealed area just below her neck. Still smiling at me, she seems to be either waiting for me to continue my compliments, thinking of something herself to say, or merely too embarassed to move or speak.

I sense her breath start to deepen as her chest seems to rise and fall a little heavier. I realized I had underestimated the size of her breasts. What had seemed merely "pert" earlier, I now realize is due to the massive, wire and cloth contraption that is straining to hold up her enormous bosom.

Finally, after it seemed eons had passes of us just exchanging smiles, she says quietly, "Please come here John. I want to thank you for saying that."