Gina
Socially, things had been going pretty good. Although I had almost given up on having a real relationship with Rachel, I still liked her a lot. Rachel had stopped showing interest in me for the most part until another girl from work started showing interest in me.
A girl named Gina had suddenly started paying a lot of attention to me and Rachel didn’t like it. Gina had a boyfriend as well, but that didn’t stop her. Now, I had two girls with boyfriends vying for my attention. Unfortunately for Gina, I had no interest in her
It all started when stories had got out that a group of us from work were doing things after work, Gina wanted to join us. At first, we didn’t see a problem with it. The first time she joined us, we had gone to a steak house for dinner, nothing big. The place was just across the parking lot from where we worked.
For the most part dinner was uneventful. That was until the girls went to the restroom together. Gina was, how to put this, well-endowed or ample, and one of the biggest debates at work had always been, were they real. I guess curiosity finally got the better of Claudia while they were in there, because she finally asked her in the restroom. When she told them they were real, the girls in disbelief were shown and touched them to confirm their authenticity. The rest of us had wondered what took them so long as Alan had to leave to get home to his wife. When they got back to the table, Claudia couldn’t stop talking about them. I admitted that the thought of Claudia and Rachel groping Gina in the bathroom was pretty hot.
I also found out that Gina loved the Stephen King book “Desperation” a whole lot. Too much it seemed. She admitted that she always carried a copy and had worn out two copies already. I half joked that I was glad it wasn’t “Catcher in the Rye” but she hadn’t gotten the reference nor knew of the book. To be on the safe side, I told her not to read it. She was attractive and a nice girl, but mentally she seemed unstable.
Everyone had to get home to their families and boyfriends and I agreed to drive Gina home. When I got to my Jeep to unlock the door for her she turned to me and said “YOU didn’t ask to see them?”
I looked up and said “What?,” not quite understanding what was transpiring.
“My boobs. Don’t you want to see them too?”
Uncomfortable, I cracked a joke and tried not to offend, like I normally do in these situations just said, “I couldn’t think of a polite way to ask.” Before anything else was said she lifted her shirt. I don’t even remember how I responded. I was in a bit of shock.
“You can feel them, too!” She added.
“No, thank you. I’ll pass.”
“Go ahead. I don’t mind…” I just wanted her to lower her shirt…
Finally I grazed one and said, “Feel’s good.”
“You are welcome to see them anytime,” she offered. I told her I’d keep that in mind. I don’t know how I’d have reacted in a different time or situation, but I just remember thinking, ‘this will get back to Rachel and I did not want to mess things up even if there was only the slightest chance with her.’
Luckily, at that time I noticed that someone had broken into my Jeep and had failed in an attempt to steal the car stereo. It looked like, out of anger, they just kicked it in causing minor damage. I know I should have been angry, but I found the whole situation amusing. It didn’t matter. It was a great excuse to change the subject.