"Morning, babe," Rachel said to me, clearly flushed. Her hard, puffy nipples pressed against her thin tanktop that molded itself around the contours of her large, unsupported breasts. "I was just telling Mike I was getting really warm cooking, so I took a couple things off."

"No worries," I said, walking up to her and giving her a kiss. I didn't want to embarrass her by letting on I knew what happened. Her excuse that it was too hot while her nipples were hard as diamonds would have never held water anyway. I was just glad she was able to stop him on her own, because it meant I had...