"May I?"

Janice nodded as Jules pointed to her chest. She turned, and showed her back to him, to help her undo the hooks of her brassiere.

She breathed out as her ample breasts bounced free from the restraint.

She rolled her eyes as she noticed Jules’ eyes on them and glimpsed him licking his lips slowly.

"Don't." She mumbled.

"Don't what?" A grin plastered on his face, "I said nothing."

"I know and I am aware of what you are about to say." She mumbled, grabbing her son who was squirming in his cot.

Jules shrugged, "I doubt that."

Janice rolled her eyes and expertly changed the subject as...