I'm your neighbour and you tell me that your girlfriend cheated on you and you broke up and moved out a few weeks ago. I ask how you are doing and you tell me your utterly devastated. You confess to me you've not been "intimate" with yourself since the breakup and you and your ex girlfriend hadn't been having sex (since she was cheating) for months before that, so it's been a long time. You realise she's bad for you, but now you've heard she wants you back and your too afraid to say no. I see one of her outfits, a bikini she left behind and that gives me an idea. I come back with the dress ...

I'm your neighbour and you tell me that your girlfriend cheated on you and you broke up and moved out a few weeks ago. I ask how you are doing and you tell me your utterly devastated. You confess to me you've not been "intimate" with yourself since the breakup and you and your ex girlfriend hadn't been having sex (since she was cheating) for months before that, so it's been a long time. You realise she's bad for you, but now you've heard she wants you back and your too afraid to say no. I see one of her outfits, a bikini she left behind and that gives me an idea. I come back with the dress on and ask what cup size she is. You tell me an A cup. I laugh & brag about how my huge G tits are so much bigger and show you how my chest stretches out the dress. I ask if you like my big tits and you tell me how much you love big breasts and tell me you a specific fetish for fake breasts on a fit woman, especially if she's the one who wanted to get them. But you were too afraid to tell your ex and I take off the dress to reveal her bikini. I tell you I had to loosen the top alot just to make it fit my huge chest. You need to relax and forget all about your ex. I talk about how much better I am, I'm much nicer than she is. I'm much prettier than she is. I'm much fitter and workout alot and even flex my arms for you. I know you love muscles on a woman which is another thing you were afraid to tell your ex. Since I workout, I've got a smaller waist, rounder ass and leaner legs. But, best of all, I've got bigger breasts. I'm better in every way than your useless ex. I shove my cleavage in your face, all you can do is stare at how big they are & forget her, just like you are mesmerized. I see that your getting rock hard finally. You are enjoying this and all your worries are fading. All you can think about is me and nothing else, like your in a trance. In the bikini top, I slide your cock between my big breasts and tell you to get harder and be consumed by the pleasure. Get lost in my breasts, like your cock is getting lost between them. Finally, still wearing the bikini, I pull the panties to the side and start riding you and reinforcing how much better I am. Staring at you, I say I'm going to count you down to cum and it will feel more amazing than your ex could ever do without clothes on. When you're done, you won't even remember what she looks like and barely remember she even exists. With each number I brag how much better I am, especially with my big perfect breasts. When you finish, you cum staring at my face & breasts in your ex’s bikini. Your fears about her fade. If you see her again all you'll be able to think about is how much nicer I am and how much better I look in her clothes. I say you can come back anytime and I'll make you forget her again.