In my first blog i began to tell you a little about myself and my life so let me continue well like i said in my first blog i wasent miss popular in school so i spent most of my time at home and i was also a late bloomer and while other girls in school where showing off there new boobs i remained this pimple faced flat chested freek i truly thought i was never going to get boobs and i was doomed forever so i woar baggy clothes to hide my body it was rare to see me without something to hide myself ..But just when i had given up there thet where my beutifull gulf ball sized boobs then over time they became tennis ball sized oh my god i was so proud of them i spent alot of time in front of a mirror just looking at my boobs ..

Its funny how even though i knew my dads friend Dustan for the past 7 years that day he saw me in my new look with out the baggy clothes and in my new short skirt and tight sweater the look he gave me was as if he had never seen me before .It was about 2 weeks later and i was at home and i had on my shorts with my new bikini top its red and shiny and Dustan came over to see my dad and we talked for a little bit and for the first time in my life i new what it felt like to have a man look at my chest and not my face when he talked to me it was a mix of wanting to say to him //Hay im up hear //and wanting him to look more ;;it was all so new to me having a man notice me like that i felt sexy to be honest about it .

You know its crazy to think not to long ago i was just the little kid in the house to Dustan and he realy never talked to me but now he makes it a habbit to come over to me just so he can talk about anything i think he just wants to look at my boobs the dirty old man and i love every second of attention i get from him .I never thought boobs could change your life the way they changed mine i will be honest with you i get this amazing feeling inside me its hard to explane but i get it every time a man looks at my boobs its like this total feeling of happyness and its even more crazy when its Dustan maybe its because hes my dads best friend and it feels naughty .

I love sitting with him and talking theres this feeling i get as i wach his eyes explore my body at first i was shy and even a little scared of him i used to think he would try to touch me but after time i became relaxed with him and i began to show him more of myself like moving my legs in a way he could see my panties under my skirt of bending over so he could see down my sweater i could tell it drove him insane buy the way his face changed when he got a good look .Whenever my dad came into the room he would jump and look away like he had don something wrong i found it so cute when he did that .. 

My crush on Dustan did not come overnight in fact it took a few monthes after that first look he gave me i realy didnt think of him that way he was still just mydads friend Oh sure i loved his sexy looks he gave me and the way he talked to me but it wasent realty attraction that came later