What Jim lacked in intelligence, he made up for as a human being. He was tall, good looking, athletic, and very thoughtful and caring. Every one that knew him loved him though at school a lot of the guys, who were jealous of his natural good looks, gave him a hard time. Judy had always protected Jim whenever she saw this happen.
Judy was tall and voluptuous, her massive F Cup tits defied gravity, men and women lusted after her body. She was not intact, but her preference was for cock, not pussy. The bigger the cock, the more she wanted it. Over the years, Judy and Jim had spent a lot of time together. His good looks attracted Judy to Jim and because he was a nice guy. Perhaps also at school. The rumour was that Jim had a massive cock.
Jim had now been working for UPS for two months, then I saw him in his garden cutting his grass. I went over to him, I was wearing a low cut and said, “Hi Jim, long time no see. How’s the job going? Are you getting taller? You seem to have filled out a lot?”
“Hi Judy, great to see you. I love my job. Mr Clark, my manager, has taken me under his wing. He told me today that he’d put me down for Saturday Express Deliveries. That’s a big thing, as they would hold Standard Deliveries over until Monday. The money is good, I have enough now to put a deposit down in a second-hand car. I’m lifting packages all day, that’s the reason I’ve filled out a bit. How’s college? Are you enjoying it?”
As we were speaking, Jim couldn’t keep his eyes off my tits. I was thinking, “Is he ready now? Are we getting near the time I could introduce him to sex?” I replied, “That’s great to hear Jim, I’ll have to wait until I’m working until I get a car. College is good but too many boring guys around, but I’m enjoying the course on computer programming. Are you dating anyone, Jim?”
“No, I’m just working and sleeping but I help mum around the house all I can. What about you, Judy? Are you dating anyone?”
I didn’t tell him I had seduced one of the Senior Lecturers who just adored my tits, he got a nice feel of them and a hand job and I was getting great results, “No Jim, I’m not dating anyone at the moment, you should message me and we could get together for a glass of wine?”
Jim smiled and said we should do this. He got a treat when I pushed my breasts out. I didn’t think that he’d message me, but I’d give it a couple of days and message him. I didn’t need to. On Saturday morning, my phone rang. It was Jo, Jim’s mum. She said, “Hi Judy, I hope all is well with you. Jim told me last night that you were chatting with him. Jim has been asked to work next Saturday on Express Deliveries. This is his first time doing this. I’ve been invited away next weekend and I don’t want to cancel. Would you be interested in staying in our spare bedroom and looking after Jim next weekend?”
“Jo, no problem. I would love to do that. He seems to love his job, and that’s a good thing. I can be there Friday afternoon? When will you be back?”
“What a relief, Judy. Friday afternoon until Sunday early evening would be great. Mr Clark, his manager, has taken Jim under his wing. I have met several times. He knows Jim struggles with many things, but he was telling me that Jim understands the system and he’s one of his hardest workers. Jim will be so happy that you’re doing this for him. Pop over for a glass of wine and we’ll go over everything.”
Jo called, and I was so happy. I was now planning what I could wear to show my big tits in the most arousing way. I thought I should go over to Jim’s house on Wednesday evening around seven-thirty for my chat with Jo. Then I messaged Jo; she replied that seven-thirty would be fine.
I liked Jo. Jo was busty too, probably a DD Cup. She was a nice person. Jo had been a manageress in an Estate Agents handling house sales for years. She set up her own business working from home, but her website was her window to the world. She had a thriving business which allowed her to spend time with Jim. When Jim was younger, this was so important for Jo.
I walked over to Jim’s just before seven-thirty. I had played down the amount of tit I was showing. It was still a lot. I had put on a perfume that a couple of years ago Jim had told me he liked. He was the first guy and still is the only guy that had commented on my perfume. Jo answered the door and invited me into their lounge. There was so much affection between us that Jo gave me an enormous hug. Jo said, “That’s a lovely perfume you are wearing Judy, what is it?”
“Jo, it’s Jim’s favourite perfume. He told me a few years ago that he liked it, so I wear it now when I know that I’m going to see him.”
“His favourite perfume. I didn’t know that he knew anything about perfumes. It smells wonderful.”
I went into my handbag. I had brought it with me as I’d brought a notebook, as I wanted to write everything Jo told me. I brought out a half full bottle of the perfume. I had another at home and gave it to Jo. “Have this one Jo, put some on and see if he notices.”
“Thanks Judy, I’ll wear it tomorrow. I’ve had such a busy day, I intended to get more wine. We have only one bottle of wine in the fridge. I sent Jack to the supermarket for six bottles. I’m under a lot of pressure at work at the moment. You are looking great. What an amazing body you’ve got! Have you filled out a little more up top? They look incredible? You make me look inadequate.”
“Jo, you don’t look inadequate at all. You have a beautiful body too. A while ago I was dating a guy, I went on the pill. He wasn’t the one for me. I stayed on the pill as if I met someone I liked. Then there would be no problem having sex. I enjoy sex and the last thing I need is getting pregnant at college. My tits got bigger when I went on the pill.”
“I’ve the same problem. I’m not on the pill, as all I’ve got are Jim and my work. Are you dating anyone at the moment?”
“No, the guys at college bore me to tears. I’m concentrating on my studies.”
“Judy, you are doing the right thing. Thank you so much for looking after Jim this weekend. I visiting an old girlfriend this weekend, her husband died a month ago. I know my visit is important to her, but Saturdays are a busy day for me. Jim was so happy when I told him you would babysit for him. He asked me to ask you if you’d cook lasagne for him? Jim has matured a lot since he started working. He seems to have a lot more concentration. They asked Jim to work on Saturday morning. That has done a lot for his confidence.”
“Of course I’ll cook lasagne on Friday night. I was thinking a pasta dish on Saturday night? I know he loves his Full English Breakfast for the morning. Let me know what you want me to do and I will note it in my notebook.