“Are you down deep now Tammy?” I asked as her breathing slowed even more.
“Yes… sooooo deep…” Tammy replied in a low slow voice.
“That’s good Tammy. Tell me, how are things going with Kevin?”
Tammy’s brow furrowed a little and her eyes threatened to flutter open, “Remember, your down so, so deep, nothing can worry you.” I reassured her.
Her face relaxed and she let out a soft breath.
“Kevin… Kevin and I broke up.” Tammy finally replied.
“Oh?” I said with a grin from ear to ear, “Why is that?” I prodded a bit more.
“He… he wasn’t right for me. He doesn’t respect me…” she replied calmly.
“That’s too bad. What didn’t he respect about you?” I asked.
Tammy’s hands went to her breasts and cupped them.
“He… he didn’t… he didn’t respect my big fat tits.” she replied.
I contained a chuckled and continued, “That’s terrible, I can’t imagine not respecting your big fat tits. Tell me, how did he disrespect them?”
A pout formed on her lips as she replied, “He… he wouldn’t suck on them, or squeeze them, or slap them, and… and… he wouldn’t call me a big fat titted slut or even fuck them.”
“That’s just a shame Tammy. You know I respect your big fat titties. I’d definitely suck, squeeze and slap them. And I respect you too much not to call you a big fat titted slut if I was fucking them.”
A slight smile crossed Tammy’s lips as I watched goose bumps form across her skin and then disappear.
“Thank you… you’re such a good and kind man. And… and…” she started to say something but then blushed and faltered.
“And what?” I pushed just a little.
“And I really like the way you stare at my big fat titties too. It really turns me on.” she finally managed to get out just before she gasped a little and the goosebumps returned for a moment.
“Well that’s only natural, big fat titted sluts like you love having men stare at their tits. I bet every time I do it the only thought that comes into your silly little head is how to get my dick between them, isn’t it?”
Tammy blushed again and nodded slowly in agreement, the frowned.
“What’s wrong with that?” I asked.
“No…nothing. It’s just… Kevin…”
“Oh, well, of course you can’t cheat on your boyfriend like that.” I replied solemnly.
Tammy nodded her head again.
“But then again…” I said leadingly.
“But?” Tammy asked.
“But you did break up with Kevin, right?”
A smiled blossomed on her lips and she nodded her head faster.
“So really, it’s not wrong to want me to fuck your tits now is it?”
Tammy shook her head from side to side.
“In fact, I bet that if the next time you see me staring at your tits, and that thought comes into your head, if you just pull your tits out of your top and ask me to fuck them, you’d probably get what you wanted.”
“You… you think so?” she asked hesitently.
“Oh yes, I’m quite sure of it. Have I ever led you wrong?”
Tammy shook her head side to side again and her whole body relaxed just a bit more.
“Good, well, let’s see how that goes. I want you to start counting up from 1 to 10, when you reach 10 you’ll be fully awake but not remember the details of our conversation while you were down so deep.”
Tammy nodded and started counting up, eager to resurface.
Tammy put on a sweatshirt and baggy pants before rushing out the door and over to her neighbours house. When she got there her makeup was a mess, running down her face from her tears, and she knocked on the door.
A moment later David answered, first with a smile, then a look of concern, “Is everything alright Tammy?” he asked.
“No… no it isn’t… can I come in?” she asked.
She hated to ask him, he was a creep, always staring at her body, even now when it was covered. He was, at the moment her only choice though, Kevin was on a bender again and throwing things around the house, so she needed somewhere to go while he sobered up.
David, as far as she could tell, worked from home, and was always around. She wasn’t sure what he did, but it didn’t matter at the moment, she just needed somewhere to hang out for a while.
He closed the door behind her as she walked in and they headed to the living room, “Is it Kevin? Drunk again?” he asked.
She sat down and looked at him in shock, how had he known.
“Oh come on Tammy, it’s not that surprising. I’ve been your neighbour for almost a year now… his drinking problem is well known around the neighbourhood.”
She just nodded in acceptance, and slumped in the chair.
“Pardon my bluntness, but you look completely frazzled.”
She ran her hand through her long blonde hair and let out a sigh, “You have no idea…”
“Can I offer some help? There’s a breathing exercise that I know that can really help calm the nerves and center your thoughts on what’s important…” David said.
Tammy raised a sceptical eyebrow, but then thought what did she have to lose?
“Sure, might as well give it a try.”
“Good. Ok then, close your eyes and focus on your breathing… breathing in… breathing out… in… out…”
He continued on for a few miniutes like that and Tammy had to admit she did feel a bit better, then he started to change what he was saying.
“In… out… breathing in deep… breathout out completely… in deep… out completely… deep… completely… deep… completely… deeper… and deeper… and deeper.”
Before she knew it, all her worries and concerns just floated away as she fell deeper and deeper in the blissful calmness of David’s voice.
