A Hot Night In Bed

Emma settles into her bed with two covers over her. there is no way to tell that she's a female from the neck down. Moving to the thermometer I check it's setting, wow 75 degrees Fahrenheit in the house.
Seems Momma Doe's little boy is going to sweat on this case.

Settling into my chair with the history of Breast Augmentation by Dr. Simone Jazzerby I wait for the morning to come. Every now and then I check the thermometer by her bedside. The latest reading was 77.5 degree Fahrenheit ,so far outside of beads appearing on my fore head. Checking on Emma she looks cool as a cucumber.

The time flies, I fell just like being back at the academy, pulling an all-nighter. By one a.m. the temperature hovers around the eighty degree mark by Emma bed and I start to notice wet stains high up on her blanket. It's hard to tell by the size of the stain if it's fat leakage or sweat. I'm tempted to go over and peak, but the threat of her vengeance keeps me where she told me.

By three o'clock there is a film of sweat clinging to me, looking over to where Emma ,now laying on her side, a stain clearly visible under her breasts. moving over to her I check the temperature 85 mark. Again there's no way to tell if it's fat or sweat! vengeance or not I reach in to touch the stain.

Emma stirs, and mews under my touch. I'm aroused by her, gently cupping her beast through the blankets. More mews as I find her breasts are soaked, slowly I peel the blankets off her and see the stain underneath the blanket was slightly yellow. Slowly I open Emma's top. the sight of her reworked breast arouse me more. I lean in and go to kiss her breast when I get an attack of conscious !