"Colleen, I think you should go home now." Bobby hurt right now; in his heart in his dick, in his head. "I don't think we can have this conversation while in the same room. There are just too many things going on right now. Maybe, you should just go home and call me when you get there."
Colleen squeaked slightly. Her breasts had just jumped outward a little. The fabric of her top felt rough and she wanted to take it off. She resisted that thought but the shirt also clung to her breasts stimulating every inch. She wiggled her shoulders a little to dispel the feelings but her big breasts just wiggled and wobbled in her top stimulating them even more. Her nipples were standing out already. Ohh, they felt so good right now, but this was not the time for it. She had been talking to Bobby and now her breasts were getting bigger. She was so focused on her breasts she almost did not hear what Bobby had said.
"You want me to go home?" She said. She wanted it to sound hurtful ro surprised but somehow it still came out sounding seductive. She turned to look Bobby in the eye, at the same time she thrust her breasts out leaned forward exposing her cleavage. "Why?"
"Colleen you just said that you didn't want to have sex, so maybe you should leave. You can call me later and we can discuss this without having me causing you to outgrow your top." Bobby's voice was firm but his eyes strayed down her top anyway. The mixed messages seemed to be irritating him as he sounded angry.
"Bobby, I think I could stay if you just get rid of that thing," she indicated his pillow. Well what was under the pillow. Without meaning to, she also licked her lips. She felt her top get a little tighter once again. If she did not take it off soon she would be stretching it out.
Bobby's eyes went wide. He seemed to make up his mind at that moment as he jumped out of bed. Grabbing her hand he pulled her up too and started dragging her out of his room. Colleen played along and let herself be led but she also resisted a little leaning back and pulling herself. It was a game. Should she break free and run back to his bed? Was he leading her to somewhere else they could do it? Part of her wanted to play, and part of her wanted to leave.
Bobby was determined to get her out of the house. His resolve to do this did not, however, lessen his desire to just pin her to the floor. He could not even stop to drop the pillow and put on some shorts. It did not help that she resisted. He pulled her out the back door then ran inside again throwing the latch. He stumbled over her foot-ware and picked them up. Tossing them out the door while holding a pillow with one hand and trying to keep a girl out of his house was difficult, but he managed.
"Bobby," Colleen said through the door as she removed her top. "Look at these. Are you sure you want me to go?" Her breasts hung free in the afternoon sunlight. They were big and round and inviting. She wiggled her hair and let it fall freely on her shoulders framing her lovely face. Colleen groped herself openly heedless of who else might be watching.
Bobby winced a little as he humped the pillow. But she was already on the other side of the glass. "Go home, Colleen, and call me later." With that he turned and fled up the stairs. He would get rid of the hard-on one way or another but he really just wanted Colleen far from him at the moment.
After he left there was a moment of longing. Colleen wanted to follow him but did not know how. When he was out of site she thought about just doing herself on his deck by the pool. Then her breasts calmed down and deflated back to normal like balloons with a pin-prick hole. The mounting arousal stopped rising and peaked. She was still horny but calm now. She could go home and fulfill her needs there. She put her shirt back on even though it clung to her sweaty breasts and left.