Melissa Jugs (PM interest)

[Little_Red_Rose]

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Name: Melissa Rodriguez
Age: 27
Height: 5'9"

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This high school reunion idea sounded absolutely ridiculous to me. I was not planning on going to mine and I sure the hell didn't want to go to my fiance's. Please don't take this the wrong way though; I loved him but at the same time, I always had this negative impression on people who went to their high school reunion; it seemed to me that it was all about showing off what they had accomplished in the past few years and tried to rub it on someone's face. That, or hoping to hook up with some high school crush. I was beyond that...I just wish that my fiance was, as well.

My fiance was one of the former people, by the way; he had accomplish a whole lot since graduating from high school. Now the CFO of a mid-sized tech company, he had damn near everything he could ever hope for; a six-digit salary, a beautiful home down by the beach and of course, the perfect and beautiful wife. Well I wasn't his wife yet, but we were engaged!

I know it sounds conceited of me putting myself up there as an accomplishment, but he loved mentioning to people that he was engaged to me. I was what most people would call a 'sex-bomb'; I'm a tall (5'9") toned woman, with a beautiful face and two massive tits. Yes, that's what people notice the most about me and as much as I hate to admit this, I can't blame them. Look at me! With my 38JJ cup breasts, it's like I'm smuggling melons constantly under my shirt.

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"Can you believe he tagged me with this photo? I didn't even know when he took it.​

And honestly? This showing me off deal is probably why he pushed me a little while back to do some amateur modeling. Don't get me wrong - I've been meaning to do some modeling for quite some time now. But it seemed to me that every since we got engaged, that Mike (my fiance) was trying to 'help' me accomplish my 'dreams'. Soon enough, I left my job as a lawyer and went into modeling. Can you believe that I'm both a swimsuit and lingerie model now? My pictures have been in catalogs after catalogs and from what I hear, I'm a hit with high school students now. I was proud of myself...even if Mike was probably doing this for his own gain.

I can't argue with the results though. Look at the quality of this picture:

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"Okay maybe this one had more boob in it than I'd care to admit..."​

One thing you should know though, is that I never slept with Mike (or anyone else for that matter). I come from your typical religious Catholic family and while I didn't agree to everything they said, I really did believe in sex only after marriage. It's odd to say something like this, especially in today's world, but it's really how I felt!

But of course, I doubt Mike was telling that to his high school buddies. Oh well.

Once we got there, Mike had to lead the way. It was a power thing, I guess. The Mike I knew was a bit timid, but as soon as he wanted to impress other people, he changed. Funny - I found it strange how despite all that talk about not caring what people here thought, that the second we went inside his old high school that Mike felt the need to appear as some sort of alpha male. I nearly rolled my eyes when he went to the front desk and used his 'business man' tone. Yeah, the kind where a guy tries to give a deep voice but is clearly overdoing it.

I'm sorry, I know that I'm making it seem like I hate my fiance, but I really don't. I just hate it when he pretends to be someone he's not.

"Here you go, Melissa" he said, handing me over a blank nametag "You can put your name on this."

"Thanks honey." I answered simply, though my tone wasn't one that was too happy. Seriously? He was too important to at least help me write my name into the name tag? The pen was right there...

...

Just like that, my fiance was quick to drag me to some group of "friends" of his. I knew what he was doing - he presented to me as if I was some kind of trophy. Of course, despite my dress doing its best to hide my physique, both the men and women he presented me to would stare at my chest, say nice to meet you and talk to Mike about who's doing what and who's doing who.

Ugh.

So, the first chance to get out of the way was when I offered to get us some drinks.

"Good idea babe." Mike said, before I nearly scoffed and went to the wine table and being served by some students.

OOC: I'm looking for a dominant male writer to play as either a student who's serving the alcohol, a "friend" of Mike's who approaches me, or a stalker of mine who pretends to be invited at the reunion, just to fuck me. If you're interested, send me a PM! Thank you!

 

[BeachBum25]

Tyler Jones was a high school senior. He was the most popular person in his class by a large margin. He was especially popular with the females. He had a special way with them. He was pretty crude with them, but he pleased them so well that the always wanted more from him.

As the BMOC, Tyler was asked by the Principal of teh school to work the reunion. When he arrived, he was assigned to making drinks for the alumni that were returning for the big night. He thought it was pretty odd that a student would be making drinks, but he didn't complain. It would bring all the women into close proximity with him, which might lead to him hooking up with one of them.

The night starts slow. There are some interesting women that come to the bar, but most of them are at the bar with their husband. Then, I see her. I have seen those tits before. They are amazing. He has seen those tits in pictures. The face he doesn't remember. Why would he remember the face? Those big tits had to be what he was focusing on.

When she walked over to the bar, he was happy to get a close up of those knockers. He listened as she ordered her drink. His eyes were on her tits, and as he looked up into her eyes and he smiled. "Good evening Gorgeous. My name is Tyler. What is yours?" He finished making her drink and sat it on the bar in front of her. He smiled and winked at her and then let his eyes drift back down to her incredible rack.

 

[Little_Red_Rose]

I wondered just what the hell Mike was thinking, while I waited for someone to serve me. It seemed to me that whenever we were in a group of people that he would be such an obnoxious jerk. I sighed while I waited, not realizing that someone was there until I heard: "Good evening Gorgeous. My name is Tyler. What is yours?"

I leaned back up and saw a young looking man, preparing my glass of wine. He had to be a high school senior; most likely here because the principal is trying to save money on hiring...you know, actual employee for this. This said a lot about this school. What's worse is that this guy couldn't stop looking at my chest! Yes, I know it's big. So what?

I pointed towards my name-tag that said "Melissa Rodriguez", In retrospect, maybe not the best idea since that gave him more of an excuse to stare.

"Nice to meet you Tyler." I said, taking my glass of wine.

 

[BeachBum25]

Tyler looked at the name tag. "How could I have missed your name tag. It is in such a prominent location. I am sorry. It is very nice to meet you Melissa Rodriguez. Are you an alumnus of the school, or are you here with a significant other who graduated from this fine institution?" He laughed a little and smiled at Melissa....making eye contact with her.

He served drinks to other guests who came up to the bar, but he did not venture far from Melissa. He made small talk with her and acknowledged that the school was too cheap to hire real banquet workers to work the reunion, so, students were recruited to work it, and by recruited, he meant forced into it. "It is okay though, because it gives me an opportunity to check out some older women. I like women as opposed to the girls at the school. They know what they are doing."

Tyler saw some guy walk over and start talking to Melissa. This gave Tyler an opportunity to focus on those jugs again. They were so much more spectacular in person than they were in the photos he had seen of her. He made up his mind that he was going to get a selfie with those tits before the end of the night.

 

[Little_Red_Rose]

Well, it wasn't a complete loss - the eighteen year old wasn't a complete idiot and we were able to have a conversation while Mike was doing...well, god knows what. I laughed at some of his jokes, especially involving how he was forced to work here today. It was especially funny to me, since my fiance made a big deal about this place - yet, it couldn't be bothered to use anything other than slave labor.

"It is okay though, because it gives me an opportunity to check out some older women. I like women as opposed to the girls at the school. They know what they are doing."

I raised an eyebrow from that. "Well, good to know that you're not checking me out, since I'm not old." I added with a laugh. Mike motioned me towards him and I waved at Tyler. "Gotta go, although keep the drinks coming. I'll be right back."

Well, I was somewhat true to my word. Mike basically brought me over to show me off, as some sort of trophy. He'd drop lines like "Hey, did you know that Melissa is a model?" and they'd talk as if they were so interested. It was a bit sickening, to be honest. What the hell was with all these phonies?

After ten or so minutes, I made my way back to the "bar". Tyler was there and I greeted him "I hope you guys still have wine."

 

[BeachBum25]

Tyler watched Melissa walk away with her fiancee. He smiled and winked at her as she said to keep the drinks coming. There was no doubt that he would do whatever she wanted. It was obvious she wasn't happy to be there, and he would do whatever he could to make her have a good night. Her having a good night would involve him having a good night too.

He placed a fresh glass of wine on the bar as she returned. "You are back quicker than I thought you would be. You must have missed me." He smiled at her and laughed a little. "By the way, earlier I was talking about older women, as in women who are older than me....not OLD women. You definitely fit into the category I was talking about."

I decide what the hell, and I lean across the bar, "I don't want to insult you, but I just have to ask you. Your breasts are incredible....are they real? They look real, but I just have to know." I lick my lips and lower my eyes to your jugs as I wait for your answer.

 

[Little_Red_Rose]

"You are back quicker than I thought you would be. You must have missed me." he said with a laugh; I guess that he was trying to flirt with me. Well, seeing as Mike was being a moron - especially with other women. That said, why couldn't I be friendly with another guy? Even if he was just a high school senior.

"Of course, how couldn't I miss you?" I replied with a bit of a laugh myself. I sipped from my wine glass and delighted at the taste. White wine was the best.

"By the way, earlier I was talking about older women, as in women who are older than me....not OLD women. You definitely fit into the category I was talking about."

"Oh, so does that mean you're checking me out?" I replied, teasing him to make him uncomfortable. But of course, I'm not sure if he could get uncomfortable from something like that - especially seeing how he added to our conversation:

"I don't want to insult you, but I just have to ask you. Your breasts are incredible....are they real? They look real, but I just have to know." he said, licking his lips lewdly as he stared at my large chest. I gasped from the sudden question, especially seeing how he leaned over the counter to get a better look, but then I laughed.

"Wow, that was so pervy." I replied in a lighthearted tone "But the most honest thing I've heard all day. So I'll tell you - yes, they're real. Nothing is fake about them."

 

[BeachBum25]

"What if I WAS checking you out? Would that be such a bad thing? After all, it seems that I am paying more attention to you than your fiancee is. He seems to be more interested in talking to other people and showing you off. It is like you are a conquest to him. Trust me, you are not a conquest. You are much more than that. You are smokin' hot."

He listened to her as she confirmed what he thought. As she told him that her tits were real, he poured her another glass of wine. "I knew they were real. There is just something about you that told me that nothing about you was fake. I was right." He leaned back on the bar. "Your breasts are incredible. I have never seen anything that perfect."

After pouring drinks for a couple of other people, he returned to Melissa. "I know I have seen you before. You are a model...I know it. Would you mind if I took a picture of you?" When you agree to the picture, I take out my cell, and I take a couple of pictures.... all of them focused on your huge tits. After taking them, I ask to do a selfie with you. Without waiting for a response, I move around the bar and stand behind you. I lean against you r back and hold my cellphone up to take the selfie. When I snap the picture, my eyes are looking down at your cleavage.

 

[Little_Red_Rose]

"What if I WAS checking you out? Would that be such a bad thing? After all, it seems that I am paying more attention to you than your fiancee is. He seems to be more interested in talking to other people and showing you off. It is like you are a conquest to him. Trust me, you are not a conquest. You are much more than that. You are smokin' hot."

I laughed at his words. "Tyler, you sound like the same way as him. He's showing me off because I'm smokin' hot, you know." I know that he was probably trying to make me feel better about it, but I figured that I should probably point out what I thought. "Still, thank you."

Tyler poured me a third glass of wine, which I was happy to accept. I sipped form it while he talked about my breasts; "I knew they were real. There is just something about you that told me that nothing about you was fake. I was right. Your breasts are incredible. I have never seen anything that perfect."

"Oh really? What do you think about them?" I leaned over too and laughed. I was getting good at this flirting thing, I think. Soon enough, he had to pour other people some glasses. It wasn't a problem, since I was finishing my drink. Soon enough, he got here saying:

"I know I have seen you before. You are a model...I know it. Would you mind if I took a picture of you?"

I shrugged, replying "Sure, it wouldn't be a problem."

We took a few shots, with one of them in particular Tyler was practically glued to my back. I swear, I could feel his breath down my next as he took the picture. I glance to my left and see him staring down my top - getting a sight of the cleavage that my 38JJ cup breasts gave out.

Ah, whatever. It wasn't such a big deal I guess.

"Finished? Because I could use another drink before I have to see my fiance again." I asked with a grin.

 

[BeachBum25]

"No, Melissa. I am nothing like your fiancée. To him you are just something, not even someone, to show off to his friends. These people here tonight aren't even his friends. He probably hasn't seen most of them since he walked out of this place after graduation. I may make comments about how perfect your breasts are, and about how hot you are, but the comments are made directly to you...not to a bunch of other people."

Tyler was a little surprised when she asked him about her breasts. Maybe the wine was loosening her up a little bit. She leaned over the bar and it was almost like she was just laying them out there on the bar for his viewing pleasure. "It isn't just that they are big. They are the perfect shape. They are firm and round and just begging to be fondled."

After taking pictures with Melissa, Tyler went back around the bar and got her another drink. He poured a little less in her glass knowing that she was going back to her fiancée. With less in her glass she would need to come back to the bar sooner. "Don't miss me too much while you are over there being shown off by him." As he handed her the glass, he let his fingers glide along the back of her hand.

 

[Little_Red_Rose]

"It isn't just that they are big. They are the perfect shape. They are firm and round and just begging to be fondled."

I gasped payfully when he said that. "Excuse me?" I replied with a laugh "Begging to be fondled?"

This is the kind of thing that made me feel that what he was talking about earlier, about my fiance just using me to show off, as his way of trying to sweet talk me. I knew what he was after...but at least he wasn't a hypocrite about it. That's something that I could appreciate, unlike how Mike acted around his buddies here. I drank the little wine that I was served but soon, had to get out of here because Mike was looking for me. Just as I was about to leave...

"Don't miss me too much while you are over there being shown off by him." he flirted with me, his hand rubbing against mine. I chuckled as I replied "I'll try not too. Try not to miss me or my big breasts too much."

What? I could flirt back.

Mike was just as obnoxious as ever; maybe more so, now that he had a few drinks in his system. I sighed as I listened to him talk and talk about his accomplishments and my own as well. I checked my glass and saw that it was nearly empty, excusing myself to go over to Tyler again.

"Another glass, please." I said with a grin.

 

[BeachBum25]

"Yes, they are begging to be fondled. You know that they are. I know that you love to have your big jugs caressed. In fact, in one of your photo spreads you even said that you enjoy having thm caressed firmly and your nipples played with." He was enjoying the banter with her. She was actually pretty good natured about it and there was a little flirting coming from her direction.

As she walked away and said not to miss her or her breasts, Tyler responded, "Oh, I will miss you, but I will be able to see your big breasts from right here." He smiled at her teasingly and helped a few other guests with drinks. He began to talk with a woman at the bar, when he noticed Melissa heading back to the bar. He heard her ask for another drink, but he took his time...lingering talking to the woman.

When he moved over to Melissa, he smiled at her as he poured her another glass of wine. "Here you go Melissa Jugs. Another drink served especially for you from your favorite bartender."

 

[Little_Red_Rose]

"Yes, they are begging to be fondled. You know that they are. I know that you love to have your big jugs caressed. In fact, in one of your photo spreads you even said that you enjoy having thm caressed firmly and your nipples played with."

I remembered those awfully dirty words when I made my way to the bar. I saw Tyler there, chatting with another woman and I sighed over how long this could take. Meanwhile I waited, I thought more about that; he was definitely getting a bit more daring with his words but like I said earlier, I really liked that brutal honesty...and besides, some part of me might have enjoyed those lewd words. Finally, that lady left and we got to talk again as Tyler poured my glass.

"Here you go Melissa Jugs. Another drink served especially for you from your favorite bartender."

I laughed at his statement. "Melissa Jugs? Since when is that my name?" I teased him as I sipped from my glass once more. Then, maybe because I was beginning to enjoy his attention too much, I asked "So who was that earlier? You're not replacing your favorite customer are you?"

 

[BeachBum25]

Yes, Melissa Jugs. That is your name starting now. I gave you the name and I think it is very appropriate for you." After she took a drink from her glass, he topped her glass off. He was having fun with her and he had the feeling that she was enjoying the flirting that was going on between them.

"She had to go back to her husband. I have a feeling she will be back. No, I have not replaced my favorite customer. Melissa Jugs is far and away my favorite customer, but I have to have a back-up plan in case Melissa Jugs bolts on me and starts enjoying the way her asshole fiancee is treating her." He reached across the bar and touched her hand and winked at her. "Nobody compares to you Melissa Jugs."

he rubbed her hand a little. "I think we need to get you a new name tag. The one you have on is only partially right. We need to get your full name on your name tag. You have been walking around all night giving people bad information. We have to correct that." He walked over by the entrance and got a marker and a new nametag and headed back to the bar. He put it on the bar and wrote "MELISSA JUGS" on it. "We need to put this on you."

 

[Little_Red_Rose]

"Yes, Melissa Jugs. That is your name starting now. I gave you the name and I think it is very appropriate for you."

I laughed, sipping from my glass yet again. "Well, if that's the name you're giving me, I guess that makes it official then." I answered back playfully. You know, despite having believed that flirting was ridiculous for the longest time, I was having a lot of fun with this. It wasn't hurting anyone and Mike didn't need to know about any of this. Not that he probably cared, anyway.

"She had to go back to her husband. I have a feeling she will be back. No, I have not replaced my favorite customer. Melissa Jugs is far and away my favorite customer, but I have to have a back-up plan in case Melissa Jugs bolts on me and starts enjoying the way her asshole fiancee is treating her."

He said those words, with his hand now touching mine. I looked at him and he winked at me, making my heart race with excitement as he added: "Nobody compares to you Melissa Jugs."

"God, you're such a pervert." I replied with a laugh, obviously not too uncomfortable with that fact. I let him rub my hands ans I continued talking "But hey, I'm glad to hear that."

"I think we need to get you a new name tag. The one you have on is only partially right. We need to get your full name on your name tag. You have been walking around all night giving people bad information. We have to correct that."

Confused, I watched him go by the entrance and pick some things up. I didn't know what he was doing, until I saw him bring the empty name tag and marker to the bar. There, I watched him write the lewd nickname: "MELISSA JUGS" on it, in big bulky letters.

"We need to put this on you."

I laughed again from how disgustingly, yet freshingly, perverted this eighteen year old was. "Seriously?" I asked "Isn't that a bit much?"

Then, I thought about it. Maybe this way, Mike could actually start to notice something other than just showing off? Not to mention, maybe this sounded a little bit..****. I was always so careful about how I behaved in public, so maybe something so lewd could be fun.

...or maybe that was just the alcohol beginning to talk.

My heart raced as I pushed out my chest and said "Sure, you can even put it on if you want."

 

[BeachBum25]

He chuckled a little bit when she called him a pervert. "You say I am a pervert, yet you keep coming back to me. You even got a little jealous when I was talking to the other woman. So, I think you must enjoy the interactions between us."

When she agreed to having the new nametag on, he felt a little tingle run up his back. He wondered if she was enjoying this more than he had realized. "Okay, but first we have to get this other nametag off." He reached across the bar, and took a hold of the corner of the nametag on her chest. He allowed his hand to rest on her breast for a second....apllying a little pressure.

After taking the "Melissa" nametag off, he balled it up and tossed it in the trashcan. "Now, we need to get the accurate one on." He pulled the backing off the new nametag and reached over and pressed it to her chest. He moved his hand around over the nametag pressing it on. "We have to make sure it stays in place," he said as he kept his hand on her large breast. "I think this name is so perfect for you. I think you should use it on all of your photo shoots from now on."

 

[Little_Red_Rose]

"You say I am a pervert, yet you keep coming back to me. You even got a little jealous when I was talking to the other woman. So, I think you must enjoy the interactions between us."

"What? Me?" I said, almost laughing. "No, never..."

Of course, I think we both knew that I was lying there. But of course, I wasn't about to say that! I was engaged, you know.

...

Not that it seemed to matter anyway.

I let him come up close to me, hearing him talk about getting the new nametag on. I watched, with my heart racing, as he reached over and pressed it against my chest. I almost groaned from the feeling of having someone's hand on my breast, pressing against it. I bet he was shocked to feel how big it was - much more than a handful.

"We have to make sure it stays in place," he said with his hand pressing against the surface "I think this name is so perfect for you. I think you should use it on all of your photo shoots from now on."

"You think?" I asked, getting used to his hand on my breast "Um, maybe you press more. I don't think it's on yet."

 

[BeachBum25]

Tyler was surprised that Melissa Jugs did not say anything about his hand on her big tit since they were in a public place and her fiancée was only about twenty feet away. He was not going to complain though. He had his hands on tits before, but never anything as big or as wonderful as Melissa's.

He continued to hold his hand there and move it around over the name tag. He was shocked, yet excited, when she told him to keep pressing the name tag on because they didn't want it to come off. This was going much, much better than he ever thought it would go.

"So, you like having my hand on your breast, don't you Melissa Jugs. I bet that what I am doing to you sitting here at the bar is more attention thane pays to your big tits even in the privacy of your bedroom. I am sure just how much attention I would pay to you if I had you alone and all to myself."