Steve takes it a step further with Naomi

As Steve drove his hands deeper into Naomi's bra -- now both hands, cupping both breasts -- Naomi instinctively undid the last two buttons on her shirt, and pulled it open.

Gwen was enjoying the performance. She admired Naomi's natural body. Some of the other housemates worked so hard at the gym -- especially Isabella, who needed to maintain her physical fitness as a professional athlete; and Katie, who wanted to stay fit for her work on the stage. Naomi was so comfortable in the body she naturally had. And it was a beautiful body. Naomi had full C-cup breasts, a soft, round ass, and the slight bit of softness of her stomach and thighs was so comforting to touch, to hold, and to be pressed up again.

Of course, Gwen could only fantasize right now. She was still eating dinner, and Steve had his hands full. Literally.

Naomi shrugged the collar and shoulders of her white shirt off, letting the back of it fall behind her. Steve lowered one of the bra straps down her shoulder, and moved to focus his hands on the area newly bared by the absent strap. As Steve catered to Naomi's shoulder and breasts, Naomi continued the discussion.

"The other thing about this book," she said, "is that's it's just so long. It's like a bazillion pages!"

Gwen chuckled. "That's French lit for you. Same shit over and over again until they run out of paper."

Steve pulled the left cup of the bra down, releasing Naomi's left breast. With his hands, he squeezed the flesh, and lightly pinched, then flicked her nipple. He leaned in and gently tongued the nipple as well, focusing primarily on the outer edge of it, around in circles. Naomi began to breathe more heavily.

"It's just so long ... and so hard ... to wrap myself around it."

Steve slid his free hand into the right cup of Naomi's bra. Naomi helped by pulling off the shoulder strap on her own, and Steve made quick work of lowering the bra completely. Naomi's breasts were now exposed to anyone in the kitchen, which in this case, was Gwen -- who was definitely enjoying the show.

Maybe it was due to her many years working in a hospital, in which so much of her work was about watching people, watching patients, but Gwen had a strong voyeurism streak in her. She loved to watch ... anything, really. She watched people in the operating room. She watched people on the bus. She watched her housemates at home.

Of course, watching her housemates had extra benefits. There was always something to see here. As she stared at Naomi, her mind began to wander to past experiences. She smiled as she replayed memories in her mind.