Annyong Haseyo Readers! I've been slowly making my way through Jamie Lin's blog reading her previous posts. As often happens to me when reading about other people's experiences, it triggered a few memories of my own.
She mentions being transfixed as a child on her sister's breasts one night, an awakening of sorts. That reminded me of an incident I had a couple of years back. I was in a friend's wedding party and was quite exhausted from a full day's run and was finally getting a chance to relax after the nuptials and before the banquet (it was a BIG affair). I was seated at a table with one of the other groomsmen's GF, who was looking absolutely ravishing in a strappy dress with a plunging neckline. This girl is always quite friendly and we always enjoy flirting with each other in a light hearted manner. I don't know if it was the exhaustion or if she just cast a spell on me that day, but for some reason I just couldn't stop staring at her breasts. I felt terrible and tried several times to tear my eyes away, but I couldn't do it. Her breasts were like a magnet drawing me to them. Perhaps she noticed, but was too kind to say anything. I pride myself on being a gentleman, so this was a bit embarrassing for me. I think it's perfectly natural to glance at an attractive person, but never to stare. The picture of Anne Hathaway (brown satin dress) above is a good representation of what I was up against that day as far as dress style and boob size and shape. Hey, you try not to look! ;^)
I do love seeing side boob and underboob for some reason, I suppose it may be because it's so sneeky. I love when a girl bends forward enough to bunch her blouse and I can see her bra in the opening between two buttons. I sometimes wonder if women do these things on purpose to tease us guys?!