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“The colors are fantastic,” she breathes as she picks up a bra in soft lilac. “Very Zen, which is good for yoga.”
Ryder nods. “That’s what we were thinking, although we have a few pieces that are a little more funky, for those who like to live on the wild side. You know, animal prints and tie-dye, which is really popular right now.”
But then, I pick up a sports bra at the end of the couch.
“Also, we try to stay on top of all the new technologies,” I say, my voice calm. “For example, this bra is made from a special mesh fabric – it wicks away sweat, keeping the wearer cool, while also being sexy and feminine.”
Chrissy takes the purple sports bra between her hands, studying the piece. It’s a stretchy bit of nothing because it’s made of mesh, rendering it almost sheer in many places. Also, this particular bra is especially tiny because sample sizes tend to run small.
“If we weren’t men, we’d try it on ourselves,” Ryder jokes easily. “You know, user feedback and all that. But maybe you’d like to try on this prototype? To let us know what you think?”
Chrissy looks up at my twin brother, surprised by the suggestion, but immediately she smiles.
“Are you kidding? I love Ayema clothes,” she murmurs. “I’d be happy to try it on and give you my opinion because it looks amazing. But the thing is, I think it might be a little small for me,” she adds quickly. “I’m not exactly an extra-small. Not even close.”
I merely keep my tone light. “The fabric’s stretch, and I think it’ll be fine. Just give it a go, and if you can’t get it on, that’s totally fine.”
“You’ll look great in it,” my brother adds. “And we’d be so appreciative. We really need to get some female feedback, especially before we meet with the manufacturer. Otherwise, what are we going to tell them?”
The beautiful girl bites her lip, but then she looks up at us and smiles.
“Okay sure. Just give me a sec.”
And with that, she disappears into the powder room with the lilac bra. In a few minutes, the door opens again.
“Ready?” I growl, sitting forward on the couch. My blood’s thumping because I can’t wait to see the curvy woman clad in nothing but tight athletic clothes.
Chrissy peeks out from behind the door and giggles.
“Okay, but I’m warning you: it’s a little, um, fitted,” she says. “I’m not sure I’m the best model for this particular piece.”
“We’ll be the judges of that,” Ryder grins. “Come on out, sweetheart.”
With another tempting giggle, Chrissy emerges from behind the door, and immediately, my body hardens. The full-figured woman is wearing nothing but a pair of black lace panties and the lilac sports bra. The dainty mesh can hardly contain her full breasts, and creamy flesh spills from the top and sides of the fabric. My cock surges with blood, as I begin to circle her like a predator stalking its prey.
“Hmm, very flattering,” I growl. “See how it sits nicely against your shoulder? And here,” I let my hand trail to the band at her back. “It’s snug, but not too tight. There’s give, but not too much.” I tug at the elastic, and Chrissy’s breathing begins to pick up slightly from my proximity. “And the best part,” I say as I devour her cleavage with my eyes, “is that you look sexy as hell. This is going to sell like hotcakes.”
“I look sexy?” Chrissy echoes softly, her lips slightly parted.
“You do.” And with that, I cave. I push my hard, demanding mouth against her soft pink one, equal parts hungry yet giving with the kiss. Chrissy’s startled at first but then she melts into me, those lush breasts crushed against the hard wall of my chest.
“Mmm,” she murmurs breathlessly. “Oh yes.”
I pull away for a moment, my blue eyes bright.
“We want you, Chrissy,” I rasp. “Both of us. Not just one. Is that okay with you?”
Wide, brown eyes stare at me, surprised and awed, but then she melts against me once more.
“Yes, I understand. And … well, I want it too,” she admits in a soft whisper. At that, Ryder comes up beside us and pulls Chrissy to him, crushing her ripe body against his as he plants his own needy kiss on her mouth. The aroused woman moans softly, her body wriggling against Ryder’s to get closer.
Without another word, he scoops her up into his arms. Chrissy squeaks with delight at being picked up and pounds playfully at his shoulders, but she’s no match for his huge form. Instead, my brother carries her to the next room and tosses her like a rag doll onto the king-sized bed, those lush curves flying everywhere.
“I want to taste you,” Ryder hisses as he slides the delicate panties down her body. Chrissy merely stares at my brother, unmoving. But then she melts and spreads her legs, revealing the pink slit between her thighs.
