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I first met Vonnie about seven years ago when we were both 23. She hired in to the company where I worked, but we had very little initial contact. Vonnie was fairly plain, not too pretty; a typical female engineer. I was not drawn to her, for she was definitely not my type. Her hair was dirty blonde, her breasts were 36B, and her hips were voluptuous. My girlfriend Mitzy, however, had long brunette hair, a 40D-26-36 figure, and loved sex. There just wasn't much reason for me to be interested in Vonnie.

Our company has about 10,000 employees, and our department over 200 people amassed in a large office area, so Vonnie and I did not have any opportunity to get to know one another that first year. The only times that we spoke, we started a fake/hostile relationship, always giving each other a hard time. But that was just her nature. During this time I became engaged to Mitzy, and we planned to marry in the fall of 2005.

During the summer of 2005, we ended up as engineers in the same section. A desk next to me became vacant, and Vonnie ended up sitting there. Quickly we became friends, still always giving each other a hard time. Still I felt no great attraction for her in a sexual manner (besides the natural male curiosity), and our relationship soon began to turn into a brother-sister interdependence. Both of us are only-children, so the experience was kind of unique for us. Vonnie clearly let me know that she found me in no way attractive in a sexual manner. While I felt the same, the more that she pointed this out to me, the more she became attractive.

Mitzy was never jealous of Vonnie. First of all, Mitzy is not the jealous type, but second, Mitzy knows my taste in women, and Vonnie clearly did not meet the mold. On schedule, Mitzy and I married in October of 2005. Vonnie came to the wedding, bringing one of her first dates in months. Vonnie rarely dated, and was a self admitted virgin. Meeting her, you would not understand. She really looked like the kind of girl who would any and all men at her beck and call. However, I could tell she really longed for a boyfriend. I even tried to set her up with a few friends of mine, but I think she felt uncomfortable dating my friends (as though they might tell me something behind her back). Because of this, none of her dates ever got serious, and she was not a first-date kisser.

Since she did not go out much, Vonnie would always end up doing things with my wife and I. I know that she felt like a third wheel, so we always tried to invite her to group activities where there were other single people. A bunch of us even went to Disney World together in the spring of 2006. We took over three rooms in the Contemporary Resort and had a blast.

Finally, around Christmas of 2006, Vonnie started to go out with Rick (we quickly dubbed them RV). Rick was a little older than her, and had just broken up from a serious relationship, so he was not in any hurry to rush into anything again. This casual approach to their relationship put Vonnie at ease, and by the fall of 2007 they were truly in love. Vonnie never revealed the exact date, but I think she lost her virginity about October of 2007 to Rick.

Rick was very good for her. Vonnie's self-confidence really began to build. She started working out at a health club, she bought better clothes (even purchasing a few mini-skirts which were just coming back into style), and she really started to wear the make-up well. A new hairstyle complemented her change, and she really began to attract some attention.

The time spent working out really helped her figure. Her slightly pear-shaped behind became the talk of our department as it metamorphosized into a tight, shapely ass. Her clothes were not so plain anymore. While not sexy by any means, they did fit her better, and were of brighter colors. Jeans and slacks definitely fit her better, and she knew it. More than once I gasped aloud when she bent over in front of me. Of course she would pretend to get mad and angry with me, but I knew that she enjoyed the attention.

Her make-up and hairstyle really made her look beautiful. Vonnie's hair was now a lighter blond, and it had grown shoulder-length. She never failed to turn a head. And then came the breasts. Vonnie started on "THE PILL" in the summer of 2008. Her hormones began to react, and by Christmas of 2008 she had gone from a 36B to a 36D. We're talking the difference between bumps and breasts here. It was as though she had gone through puberty at 26. Once again she became the talk of the department, and I actually became quite proud of the fact that she spent all of her free time at work with me. Guys would actually ask me what my secret was.

But Vonnie and I still remained just best friends. Our relationship had not changed much, except that she did not need my company outside of work. Rick (who became her husband in July of 2009), had his own set of friends, and they usually did things with them. Rick and I were not necessarily comfortable together, and usually avoided the situation. I'm an engineer and kind of a computer geek, were Rick is an office manager and a Raiders' fan, and little else really matters. But I like him; he is definitely good to Vonnie, and very good for her.

Vonnie, being a virgin up until Rick, was clearly faithful. While I joked at sex with her a few times, she still quickly let me know that it would be impossible. I know that she didn't really take me seriously anyway. Our brother-sister friendship continued.

In 2010, Mitzy and I had a daughter. One year later, almost to the day, Vonnie had a daughter as well. This gave us even more to talk about as we compared notes, exchanged clothes, and talked about such wonderful things as diapers and rashes. And one thing both Mitzy and Vonnie had in common was breast feeding.

Mitzy's breasts had grown to 42DD over the summer of 2010. It was really amazing, but they were always so sore and tender that Mitzy could not breast feed, let alone withstand me playing with them. She had to use an electric pump to get the milk, and feed our baby with a bottle. Here were two marvellous mountains of flesh which were as untouchable as sacred Indian ground. One of my favorite sex acts was the old pearl necklace, but Mitzy definitely could not stand to have my cock between her tits. Oh well, the breast feeding only went on until Thanksgiving. Quickly her breasts returned to their original 40D.

Vonnie however was amazing. Those breasts which had been 36B's in 2003 were now well over 38D. The change was incredible. 38D's are just as large as 42D's, the only difference is four inches in the diameter of the rib cage. So Vonnie's tits were now as large as my wife's had been. When she came back to work after her maternity leave, it was quite a pleasure to see her try and fit into her pre-pregnancy tops. Her tits were just enormous, and I just couldn't help but stare at times.

Vonnie seemed to take this rather well. Although she constantly complained about their size and weight, she only seemed to be flattered by my attention. On one particular day, she arched her back and stretched, immediately drawing my attention. A poor button gave up its life and popped off, flying across our cubicle. We both completely cracked-up laughing.

"My God Vonnie. They're incredible! I think I would have died if I was as close as that button too."

She just laughed some more and shook a threatening finger at me.

Vonnie would always disappear right after lunch as she went to our company's medical department to pump the milk from her breasts. I always volunteered to go and guard the door for her, or to hold the pump, but she would just shake her head and call me a pervert. After pumping, the milk would be stored in her purse-sized ice chest.

This went on all summer until September of 2011. Vonnie and I were assigned to go out of town together on a business trip. Both of us are trainers for our department's CAD-CAM system, so we were sent to a CAD class in Alabama. The class was on a Monday and Tuesday, so we planned to fly out on the Monday morning red-eye, and return on Tuesday evening. This way she would only have to be gone from her daughter about 40 hours. She had gotten ahead in pumping milk, so her husband had a good supply to take care of their daughter until Vonnie returned. Since a woman cannot turn off the milk supply, Vonnie planned to bring the pump with her and pump on the trip. This milk would then be discarded since it would be too difficult to carry back on the plane.

Vonnie and I really started to look forward to our trip together. It would be really nice to get away from our spouses and children (mine was a holy terror by this time). We would also get to spend some non-work time together. We took the usual ribbing from our co-workers and our spouses, but no one was serious. Vonnie and I had been friends for so long; certainly if anything was going to happen, it would have happened by now. Right?

We arrived in Alabama right on time. Since I had been here before (and since it is kinda the male thing to do), I rented the car and we made it to the class with time to spare. The class lasted until 3:00, and we skipped out of the afternoon lab so we could check in to our hotel. Vonnie also needed to pump, after which we would explore the town. It was incredibly hot for September, so we really wanted to get out of our good clothes.

Our rooms were in the same wing of the hotel, opening out into a common hall. They were typical rooms with double beds, a dresser, a nightstand w/ bible, a table, and two chairs. The T.V. was at least 15 years old, and being in the bible belt, there was no adult channel. Oh well, I'd live. It would only be one night.

At 5:30 I knocked on her door. After the usual "just a minute" she opened it.

"WOW!" I exclaimed. She was wearing a jean miniskirt and hot pink tee-shirt which was filled with those two gigantic melons. Her maternity bra was clearly visible under the thin material. I could only imagine what this outfit would look like braless.

"Watch it!" she responded sternly. "It's just too hot to wear anything else."

"I'm watching it!"

She shot me a dirty look and started down the hall towards the parking lot. Her legs looked great. Once again, because of the heat, she wasn't wearing hose. And with her left-over summer tan and fit-and-trim legs, she didn't need them. I only wished that I could see more of her ass. Transfixed I followed her.