Call me a heartless bitch if you like, but I get a real turn on by taking advantage of every taboo situation that comes my way. I was sitting next to this hot guy maybe in his early thirties who was with his friend. I could overhear their conversation, and they were sadly talking about his wife's breast cancer, and how she had to have one of her breasts removed to prevent the cancer progressing. Anyway I felt compelled to introduce myself to him, and talk with him and his cute friend. After we had been talking for a while, and he had a good few more drinks in him, when his friend was away getting more drinks at the bar. I told him I had overheard his conversation earlier, and I had the exact same problem with my breasts, but they caught it early, and had to get them both removed and get implants fitted in their place(not true by the way). I asked him if he wanted to go somewhere more private to talk about the problem, so we went through the two doors that lead to the pub toilets, and we sat at the bottom of the stairs, he was really open talking to me now, and felt like he could talk to me about anything. I told him we had problems with our relationship, and he told me he was too. I told him we stopped having as much sex, because of the treatment, and he told me they had both not felt like having sex for a few months now. I then told him, that it will work out ok, and he should have a look at my breasts to see how good the results would turn out. I think he felt so comfortable around me now, and he had had so many drinks, he would do pretty much anything I asked. I said we better go up to the mens cubicles for some privacy, so we did and I took of my top to show him by breasts. I presuaded him to touch them, and then rub them, and I could see he was getting very hard. I unbuttoned his jeans, and he did not stop me. I stroked on his beautiful circumcised cock, and he only moaned in pleasure. I demanded he tell me I have better breasts than his wife, and he was so in to it he had no trouble telling me I had better breast than his wife. I told him to tell me how much better I was on his wife after I was sucking on his cock, and he did. Then on his own he kept telling me how much better, and more beautiful I was than his wife, as he came all over my plastic tits. I did not wait for him to break down and start sobbing, I cleaned myself up, put on my clothes and walked past his friend on the way out. I've never met a married man yet that can not be peruaded to give me what I want.