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But Stephie and Jessie just giggled sweetly and Jessie gave me a playful
punch on the arm.

I began to stammer an apology, but Stephie just said, "My fault, Dwayne. I
should be more modest, but I'm rushing for my date tonight. It's a special
guy. Almost as special as you."

And then she unhooked her bra. Freeing "the Twins."

The Twins were the two most beautiful titties I had ever seen -- in two or
three dimensions. Two-inch-diameter, dark-brown nipples. High and firm
boob structure. Perfect, curvy shape.

As quickly as I witnessed perfection, it was gone. Smiling at me
coquettishly, Stephie turned around. She took off her garter belt and
then, clad only in brief, pink panties, she girly-ran to the bathroom.
Seconds later, I heard the shower running.

[Sigh] To be in that shower with her. To be the guy she was hurrying to
get ready for.

[Sigh]

But wait. Jessie was still there, looking at me the way a mom looks at a
naughty boy.

"I'm going to have to cool you off, Mister," she said. And I blushed even
more deeply.

She led me into the living room and asked me to set up the movie while she
made some popcorn. We both accomplished those tasks and ten minutes later,
it was time to watch the movie. Whose name I can't remember. Because it
wasn't really relevant to the evening.

"You can sit right there, Dwayne," Jessie said, as she pointed to the right
side of their three-cushion couch. I sat.

When she sat on the left side of the couch, I figured that the popcorn
would be my most sensual thrill for the rest of the evening. I started the
movie.

Jessie smiled at me and stretched a little. Then she said, I'm taking my
shoes off. These darned heels look great, but they're tough on the toes.
You can take your shoes off if you want, Dwayne."

I didn't. My feet probably didn't stink, but why risk further
embarrassment?

Ten minutes passed. I wondered idly how Stephie was doing on her beauty
regimen.