She asked me "You remember that boy I told you about before?", and when I said that I did, the told me that she'd asked some of his former girlfriends, and found out that he'd broken up with them shortly after getting them to have sex with him. She also said that he'd broken up with the girls that had refused to make out or have sex with him when they had made it clear that they*wouldn't* do what he wanted. I said "Well, it sounds like you made a pretty good choice, then", and she blushed a bit, and said that I had helped by talking to her about what she was thinking and feeling, and getting it straight in her mind. I told her I was glad to be able to help, and she said that she was really grateful that I hadn't told her mother about any of the things that she'd said to me – she just KNEW that her mother would never understand.

The whole time we were talking, she kept wiggling around in the chair, and pulling on the hem of her T-shirt, pressing it against her breasts, and making her nipples show through it even more clearly. I knew she was up to something, but it still took me by surprise when she blurted out "Do you think I have nice tits?". I had always been honest with her, so I didn't figure I could do anything else except to answer her by saying "Yes, I do.", and teasing her a little, adding "You've shown them to me through your wet shirts enough!" She giggled a little, and said "I think they're too small, though. And my nipples are always so HARD! What do you think?", and pulled her T-shirt even tighter, pressing her breasts against her chest, making her nipples show even better through the wet material. I responded by saying "From where I sit, they look just fine – they're the right size for YOU, and most men think hard nipples are sexy."

With that, she stood up, walked over to me, and said "From where you sit isn't a very good view – ", and pulled her T-shirt completely off – leaving me with a close-up look at a pair of the smoothest, firmest, most nicely-shaped tits I'd seen in a LONG time.