"God damnit Kelly!" I exclaimed as I left the kitchen, face flushed red and dignity long gone. "I don't have time for this. I got your project to work on."

"Oh shit!" she said quickly changing demeanor as she chased after me, fixing her straps as she ran. "Please let me help!"

"No, you got your boobs to worry about." I said as I picked up my computer bag and camera. My cock still cried out to me, begging to bury itself between what I'm sure were her spectacular tits.

"I'm sorry Jason, I was just teasing. I really want to see them!"

I turned to her, seeing honesty in...