Broken

Raul looked appraisingly at her tits for so long I began to grow uncomfortable. “She’s already exquisite, my dear. How does one improve upon perfection? However, it would be very easy for us to do.” He smiled, flashing white teeth. It was easy to see how he’d won such a beautiful lady for his wife.

“What would such a thing cost?” Susan asked Carman.

“For you? Not a penny. I have a feeling we will be very good friends, Susan, and this will be my contribution toward that friendship. Because of legal billing, the IRS and partnership agreements, however, I’d need to do it on my own time, away from the office.”

We finished the wine and for another hour discussed the operation Susan had always wanted. Susan is already gorgeous and I love her tits, but add another inch or two and she’d be the perfect woman. Shoulder length blond hair, large blue eyes and perfect legs, she drew stares where ever we went. Her best point, being her butt! I felt proud having her on my arm, and loved her unconditionally. Even though I’d put on a couple of extra pounds lately, I knew she felt the same about me.