Plain Jane Part 2

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Plain Jane Part 2

01/07/2026

I saw him looking at my chest again and noticed a slight look of disappointment, so I asked what was wrong. He blushed and as politely and gentlemanly as possible, said he was hoping that I would still be braless.

I wasn’t sure how to react as no man had ever shown any interest in my breasts. Was this really happening? Feelings began to stir in me, feelings I had never known before. Strange feelings. Excited feelings. Nervous feelings. What do I do now?

I told him I could take my bra off if he preferred and he stammered and apologized for being so forward and told me it was okay the way I was. We sat and talked, while drinking a hot cup of tea and I found out his wife had died several years ago from cancer and that he has lived alone since then. He asked about me and I told him I have been alone my whole adult life never married, never dated, etc.

The entire time sitting there walking with him, I kept thinking about him staring at my nipples showing through my wet blouse and then his disappointment that I had put my bra back on.

I excused myself and returned to the bedroom where I had changed. I hurriedly sorted through the clothes hanging in the closet until I found a sheer light-yellow button-down blouse. I took off the top I had put on, removed my bra and with shaking fingers, buttoned up the new blouse. Taking a deep breath, trying to compose myself, I opened the door and walked back into the room where Jules was waiting.

Like a gentleman, he stood up when I entered the room and his eyes instantly went to where my nipples were rubbing against the sheer fabric. With a very thready and nervous voice, I asked if this was better. He did his best to be polite and proper in telling me I was fine with the other top. I asked if he wanted to be change back into it and he said not on his account, but if I felt more comfortable with the other, than that was fine.

I know I must have been beet red in the face as I told him that he was the first ad only man who had ever noticed or shown interest in my breasts. He blushed and told me that was a shame and that I was a really nice person. Here we go – I’m a plain Jane. The plain Jane part of me want to go back and change and put my bra back on and another part of me was hoping beyond hope that this man was truly interested in my breasts. At this point in my life, I would take whatever I could get even if it was only a look, but deep down I wanted more but was afraid to push for more.

Jules asked if was hungry and I told him I was very hungry. He said he would fix us something to eat. I followed him to the kitchen and we found some food and I helped him cook and managed to brush against his hands and side several times, each time bringing a smile to his face. With dinner ready, he got a bottle of wine and we sat, ate and talked. Even though I had just met him, I felt comfortable with him as if he was a long-time friend, something I really didn’t have.

Shortly after dinner, he got a call from the mechanic, my tire was not repairable. I didn’t have a lot of money, so I asked the mechanic if he had any old tires around that would fit, he did, so I asked if he would put that on. He told me he would, but it would be in the morning and I said ok. Then Jules talked to him and they hung up. He told me my car won’t be ready till about 11 the next morning.

I said ok and asked if he could take me home. He asked how would I get to the mechanic in the morning, I said I didn’t know but would find a way. he urged me to spend the night, I could sleep in the bedroom I changed in and if it helped to make me feel secure, I could lock the door. I thanked him, accepted his offer and told him there was no need to lock the door.

Why, what, where, i asked Jules if he really like seeing my nipples. He blushed and admitted he did. I stood there, asking myself what in the world I was doing as I began to unbutton the blouse, but from bottom up. Jules told me I didn’t have to do that. I asked if he wanted me to stop and he said not really.

I told him that no man had ever seen my breasts before as I loosened the last button and shaking like a leaf, gradually pulled the blouse open. Jules eyes were fixed on my exposed breasts and I was shaking and feeling things inside I had never felt before. He moved towards me and hugged me tight. Stepped back and cupped him hands on my breasts.

The feeling was incredible. Had held my breasts and played with my nipples but that paled compared to the feeling of having a real live man touch my breasts for the very first time. I almost melted at the touch. His hands gently massaged my breasts. He rubbed my nipples between his finger and thumb and I could not believe that intense feelings it caused and I wanted more, but how much more was I willing to get.

I whispered that no man has ever seen them let along touch them and that his touch felt divine. He told me they were lovely. I closed my eyes and was lost in the feel of his hands when his one hand was replaced by his lips. He softly sucked on my nipples and played with the nipple with his tongue. This cause more intense feelings that I felt in my navel of all places and in my pussy. I heard myself tell him not to stop.

He did stop in order to switch to the sucking on the other nipple. I had to keep telling myself that this was really happening and that I wasn’t dreaming, as I had do many times before. He stood up and all I could do was wrap my arms around his neck and kiss him. He put his arms around me and pulled me in tight and kissed back, another first as I had never been kissed before…

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