Fit but stacked, casual but tight

Did I say I wasn't close to cumming? I was a hell of a lot closer when I opened the door and saw Paula. Apparently my subconscious was not able to choose between curvy and fit because she was both. Paula was actually turned away from the door when she opened it, giving me a moment to look over the new her. She was wearing a red spaghetti strap crop top that looked painted on some terrific breasts. They were big, way big enough to stand out in any crowd, but stopped short of being the cartoonish exaggerations that Kimmy's breasts were. The top not only showed some deep, deep cleavage, but it was short enough to show a belly that looked like she'd done a million crunches. Her super short cuttoff jeans looked painted on, and her hips flared out wonderfully, but again, not to the almost silly degree of Kimmy's. Since she was turned around a bit, I could see a bubble butt poking out behind her.

Basically, Kimmy looked like a porn star, but Paula looked like someone who was constantly turning down offers for porn because she could be a movie star instead.

She started to turn around, so I took the opportunity to say, "Please accept anything unbelievable that is happening here."

Paula turned to look at me (Reminder: I opened the door completely naked) and said, "Oh, I'm sorry. Did I catch you while you were busy?"

"No, I wasn't doing anything important." Kimmy needfully moaned from behind me. "Come on in!"

I led her to the couch, stopping to say, "Please move over, Kimmy. Let Paula have a seat." Kimmy looked up at me with a pout, but she crawled away and knelt at the end of couch where she continued fingering her pussy. "Do you want anything, Paula? I could get Kimmy to get you a drink, a snack, or eat your ass?" That last one was just for me.

"No, I'm fine," said Paula, sitting down on the couch. I sat down at the other end to give her space, but she immediately scooted just a little closer. Then she got a shocked look on her face. "Wait, is that Kimiko, your horrible ex?!"

"Yeah, that's her. She's here to cheat on her boyfriend, the guy she cheated on me with. It's a way to even things out. Isn't that right, slut?"

Despite already tweaking both her nipples, an extra shiver went through Kimmy at being called a slut. She nodded. "Yes, he was fucking me so fucking good, but then you fucking interrupted us! You should turn around and walk your overstuffed ass out of here!"

"Kimmy!" I yelled. "PLEASE be respectful to my guest!"

Kimmy lowered her eyes and said, "Sorry."

Paula looked nervous. "Really, if you're busy, I can come back later."

I reached out and took her hand. "Hey, no. You're much more important than Skank-zilla over there." Paula blushed and smiled, while Kimmy moaned a little in reaction to her new nickname. "It's just a little **** on an ex, no big deal."

Paula and I looked into each other's eyes for a long moment, maybe the best moment of my life. Then I asked, "How was your transformation? Was it too uncomfortable?"

"Oh, it was fine," said Paula. "I actually didn't change that much, then I just had to buy some new clothes."

THIS was "not much" change?! What had she been hiding under those baggy clothes?! "Um, please tell me your measurements and then forget that I asked."

"36F-24-36."

Goddamn.

"Actually," said Paula, brushing her hair behind her ear, "an evil ex is what I wanted to talk to you about."

"I figured. I guess the move today was a little more important than I thought."

She sighed. "Yeahhhh. I mean, a couple weeks ago when I asked you to help me move, I thought Terry and I were moving in together. I kind of had my doubts, I wasn't sure we were really that great together, but he insisted that it would fix all our problems."

"Uh-huh, sure," I said, trying to sound reassuring.

"Then I dropped by his place a couple nights ago to tell him that my asshole landlord had already found a new tenant, so I'd have to move out early. I found the shithead in bed with a redhead."

"Oooh, that's rough."

"Apparently, it was just as rough on her. She thought they'd been dating for a couple of weeks and that was their first time together."

"What a shithead!"

"I know, right? Total shithead!" She laughed, looking visibly less stressed. "Okay, so she put on her clothes, the two of us stormed out on his ass, and I had to look for the cheapest apartment I could find quickly. It was a total nightmare."

I turned around and looked at Kimmy to see if any of this story reminded her of what she'd put me through. However, she'd been edging herself so hard that the only thing I could see on her face was a blank stare and drool.

I turned back and said, "I'm really sorry, Paula."

"It's okay." She slid a little closer to me. "Like I said, I already had my doubts about him, so I'm not even sure why I thought moving in together would fix things. It's kind of a relief that it's over, really."

She slid even closer, putting her gorgeous face just inches from mine. Her face hadn't changed from my command, it hadn't needed to.

"Honestly, the last few days I've been thinking about that time you asked me out."

I grinned, but a little embarrassment came through. "You turned me down so hard!"

"No I didn't!" She slapped my arm playfully. "Come on, it's just that we've never been single at the same time. Now... now we are."

I leaned in very slowly. She closed her eyes and I kissed her. My heart exploded in my chest as her tongue exploded in my mouth. Her hand went to my muscular pecs and traced out every contour.

She pulled back and looked at me hungrily. "Oh god! I wasn't planning to go this fast, but you're just so hot! Rick, we've been friends for a long time. Can we skip the getting-to-know-you phase and just go for it?"