Can i touch your boobs?

After you got up, payed your bill, and left the bar, you decide to make your move.

"By the way Tiffany, has anyone ever told you that you have nice tits?" you blurt out. You are not sure if you just ruined your chances with this girl. But Tiffany just smiles. "Oh i know i have nice boobs. Wanna touch them? Before we say good night?"

Well, that was unexpected. A bit stunned, you raise your hand to Tiffany's left breast, and start touching. It's a bit firmer then you expected, and more than fills out your hand. You give a nice, gentle squeeze, and then lower your hand again. Trying to apear non-chalont, you simply say "Well, my theory was correct. You got great tits, Tiffany." She returns a warm smile. "Oh, i am sure this ain't the last time youd be touching them." She turns around, and starts going to towards the U-Bahn line. "See you around, John."

You get home, a bit later then you planned to. Claire seems to have gone to sleep already. No matter, you can chat her up tomorrow. You are still turned on by Tffany, and consider jerking off. But you're too tired, and probably to drunk. Instead, you go straight to bed.