I'm married with 3 beautiful children. My husband travels with his job and is gone a good portion of time. I'm 34, considered cute and attractive with thick, shoulder length blonde hair. Last year, I started an affair with a woman who attends our church and it continues to this day. She is 53, African American, full-figured, and extremely top-heavy. I was nude sunbathing in our backyard the morning Irene came over with some church flyers. My kids were in school and my husband was out of town. We stood in the kitchen talking, me struggling to keep my towel around me, and she standing across the counter looking at me. Suddenly my towel fell, and I found myself completely naked. When I reached down to pick it up she said that I had a beautiful body and should not be ashamed to show it. I retrieved the towel and laid it on the counter feeling awkward and excited all in one. I asked Irene if she wanted a cup of coffee and walked across the kitchen to the cupboard. With my back turned to her, I heard her say, "Oooh, girl, you nice - and I don't need anything to make me hotter." I felt a sharp twitch deep in my uterus as I turned around and met Irene's gaze. I couldn't believe I was standing nude in front of her - and loving it. Smiling nervously, I said, "Maybe you should take off yours, too." She laughed and replied, "Oooh, girl, you don't want to see this ole body - and these big things hang down to the ground." I jokingly whispered, "C'mon, if I can do it you can do it." She looked me up and down and said, "Girl, you know I want to, you so beautiful and all, but I so fat." I whispered, "I don't care, let me see those big things." She turned and slowly walked to the bathroom and a few minutes later I followed her in. I couldn't believe my eyes. Her breasts were incredible. They were so long and fat that they hung several inches below her navel and her swollen nipples were two inches long. By this time I was soaking wet and very aroused by all of it. Irene put her arms out and said, "See, I so fat." I walked up to her and put my hand on her shoulder and assured her she wasn't fat, that she was beautiful in her own way. I looked into Irene's eyes before glancing at the clock. My daughter would be leaving school and coming home for lunch in a half hour. Looking back into her dark eyes, I reached down and squeezed her fat tit before kissing her mouth and telling her, "I like these." She rested her hands on my hips and said, "Baby I like you too, and want to show you how much." We both got dressed and I distributed the flyers across town feeling on cloud 9 knowing that Irene would be back by 9:00 a.m. the next morning.
