My wife has very small breasts and my mother-in-law is very well endowed. She has caught me staring at her large breasts more than once. The last few times she visited, I couldn't help but notice that she was wearing even tighter and more revealing blouses. I couldn't take my eyes off of her. Yesterday, she came into the store where I work. She said she was in the neighborhood and stopped by to say hello. She was wearing a tight black skirt, four inch high heels, and a white, tight fitting, very low cut shirt that allowed almost all of her glorious, bountiful breasts to be appreciated. As we chatted, she kept moving closer to me and I could smell her wonderful perfume. She sent a jolt of electricity through my body when she touched my arm. When she was leaving, she leaned in and whispered, "I love the way you look at me."
— Jerry, 29