We sat and ate and conversed. Jean was easy to talk to especially after my tongue was loosened with a little wine. I kept glancing at her tits discretely. She looked up from her plate and saw my eyes divert. She smiled and picked up her glass and swirled her wine, her eyes looking directly into mine.
“I’ve thought about having breast reduction surgery.” she said. I turned beet red. “I get tired of the staring and leering.”
“Oh Jean! I’m so sorry!” I said.
Jean looked startled suddenly and reached across the table and grabbed and squeezed my hand. “Oh Dan! I didn’t mean you! I mean, I know you look but it’s never in a leering way. I mean assholes like Brian. Or even nicer guys like Larry and Mike. You’re always so sweet and gentlemanly and try to make sure I don’t notice.” She smiled warmly at me.
Her hand stayed on mine and I looked at her and said. “You shouldn’t let other people’s actions or boorish behavior dictate what you do.”
She let out a short laugh and pulled her hand back. She thrust her chest out smiling. “Well they do get in the way occasionally so I might enjoy it if they didn’t stick out so far.” I blushed and we each went back to our food. Suddenly she put her hands in her lap and lowered her head coyly. She raised her eyes to look at me. “Does your girlfriend have big tits Dan?” She asked.
I blushed again. “I – I don’t have a girlfriend.” I said. Then hastily I added “Not right now.” Trying my best not to sound like a loser.
Jean swallowed and persisted with the third degree. “Did any of your girlfriends have big tits.”
I turned red. Was she trying to embarrass me? If so she was succeeding spectacularly. Fuck it! Why should I lie. “Well, I’m kind of shy and not very confident around girls.” I blurted out. “I’ve never really had a girlfriend.” I confessed. “If I liked her, I know I wouldn’t care what size her tits were.”
She sighed and smiled at me. She reached across and held my hand, gently rubbing and caressing it. Her touch was stimulating and I felt my cock stir. “I didn’t mean to embarrass you Dan. Some day there will be a very lucky girl that finds you.” She pulled her hand back and redirected the conversation to more mundane things for the rest of the meal.
Afterwards we both cleaned up the table and got the dishes in the dishwasher. We were both at the kitchen counter doing the final cleanup. “Let’s go into the living room and relax now.” She said. “Would you like another glass of wine?” She asked.
“I better not, I’ve got a long drive home.” I replied.
I could see her hand tremble slightly and she looked at me nervously. This time she stammered. “You – you really don’t need to drive home tonight.”
I was stunned and I’m sure it was obvious. She was seducing me! Although seducing would normally imply more subtlety. She gripped my arm.
“Dan. I have never done this before but I really like you. You’re always so nice and you don’t act like you’re better than anyone else even though I know you’re better than anyone in that warehouse.”
“Jean! I – I just don’t know.” I said blushing. And then I blurted out “I – I’m a virgin.”