Hard enough.

You take a break from work and slip a simple tshirt on and ensure your linen pants are tied up before you go over to Faye's place.

The door in front of you opens and you are face to face again with a beaming smile. Faye had changed into a bright blue lycra crop top and matching full length leggings that has freed her soft arms and, again, offered up her enormous cleavage for your viewing pleasure. Her boobs seem to spill out either side of her top, not that you would ever complain. You also notice her clothing has yellow edging, giving her origins away as being from Ukraine.

"Hey John, thank you so much for helping, come on in!"

You smile back and step towards the door. Instead of backing up to let you in, Faye instead steps to one side and you awkwardly attempt to pass but you end up brushing against her chest and body. You couldn't be sure but you though you heard a very quiet moan.

"So are you married Faye?" The question just popped out without you even thinking about it as you looked about her house. Faye had quietly closed the door and locked it before stepping silently up behind you. You suddenly felt her hands upon your shoulders at the same time as her gorgeously soft breasts pressed against your upper back.

You froze. Not knowing what to do as her fingers brushed up and down over your shoulders and upper arms. You could feel the heat from her ample frame behind you. Your cock unexpectedly started to grow hard. You could feel her soft hair fall over your back and neck a little as she leaned in to your ear.

"No John, i am not married. Not any more, i left him a few weeks ago and moved here." Her words seem whispered directly into your mind, making you pause and linger on them. But for just a moment.

"Uhh.. where should we begin..?"

"Hmm how about in my room... the bed needs to be made after all."

You actually and unexpectedly giggle as Faye breathes her answer into your ear, and then jokingly pushes and guides you towards the master bedroom, still very close behind you with her hands on your shoulders, stopping you at the doorway and again pressing her breasts against your back. You swear you could feel her nipples now.

You try to take a deep breath to take notice of what's in the room; an unassembled king sized bed in a large room.

"Do you think you could put that together for me..?" You felt her hands slide under your arms and down your sides, they made their way over your abs slowly.. You had to get control back!