Go home

This was just too much. Brit called Meghan into her office. "I'm feeling kind of off today. Could you take over my afternoon class? I know it's a lot to ask, but you're my breast student."

"Well, I suppose--" Meghan stopped in confusion. "Did you say breast? And are you staring at mine?"

Brit blushed. She had been! "Oh God, I feel like such a boob!" Her blush brightened. "Sorry. They're just so... nice."

"Guilty as charged," Meghan laughed. "I had no idea you were into girls, though."

"I wasn't," Brit insisted. "I mean, I'm not. I mean, I'm MARRIED. It's just, my husband is out of town and I'm feeling so... FRUSTRATED."