You took a deep breath and opened the door, ready to greet Jenny.
But there was no one in the room. Confused, you looked around the room but saw nothing. You walked farther in, still looking around.
Something changed, but you couldn't quite put your finger on it. It was... right, the water you'd heard running before had stopped. You turned to look at the master bathroom, which was connected to the bedroom, just in time to see Jenny walk out, freshly showered. Her tan skin glistened, and she was clothed only in a small towel wrapped around her, which barely covered her large chest and only came down to the tops of her thighs.
Jenny didn't see you as she walked into the room. She grabbed some clothes from her closet and dresser, tossing them onto the bed. Then, to your shock, Jenny, with her back to you, whipped off her towel, letting it fall to the floor.
Jenny was on the shorter side (though obviously still looming above you) with blonde hair, which you noticed she had cut quite short since you'd last seen her, which fit her face much better than longer hair did. She had a sleek tan body with a nice hourglass shape. From the angle you were at you were in almost full view of her heart-shaped butt, probably Jenny's best feature, as well as her thick and toned legs. Jenny was quite the athlete, so her thighs were quite worked. She looked like she hadn't aged a day since high school, and you found yourself sporting quite an erection.
Jenny squeezed ona pair of tight panties. She grabbed a lace bra, turning around as she did. Your jaw dropped as you now saw Jenny's exposed chest. Granted, in your line of work this was far from the first time you'd seen a woman's full bosom, but Jenny's was definitely something wonderful to behold. Her orbs were almost perfectly round, and seemed to defy gravity with the way they held the shape and position without a bra.
You forced yourself to snap out of your lustful stupor as Jenny struggled to fit on her bra.
"Gosh, I really need to get a larger cup size," you heard Jenny mutter to herself, "Ever since I've started breastfeeding they've grown so much."
You forced yourself not to focus on the fact that Jenny's breasts had grown, but instead on you current situation. Any second now Jenny could notice you there, and this was probably not the best position for your married friend to find you in.
What do you do?
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