Bosom Buddies

"Some people think having large breasts makes a woman stupid.  Actually, it's quite the opposite. A woman having large breasts makes men stupid."  Rita Rudner

Neither I nor any of my little posse of girlfriends have phenomenally well-endowed breasts.  A couple of the ladies have small breasts.  Most of us are a C cup to a D cup.  My breasts are amazing.  My C cups sized boobs still have bounce and lift even after my three children.  When I was a young teenage girl, I used to think that having large breasts was what a woman was supposed to have.  These marvelous balloons, which popped out of nowhere in my early teens, suddenly placed me in a social competition against other girls my age.  We were in a silly competition for who was considered the most desirable by our teenage male counterparts.

We girls were anxious to grow them.  However, once we get them, they caused other unexpected issues.  We were always with how uncomfortable with how they looked, or of their size and shape.  We were constantly comparing ourselves to each other and to Super Models or women in movies, on TV, and in pinup posters.  This was part of our growing up and maturation.  Eventually, as we got older, some of us began to realize that we didn't need to compete with each other.

In addition, we women are two generations removed from the "burn your bra" and no bra-wearing movement of the late 1960s into the mid-'70s.  You cannot watch an old episode of the original "Charlie's Angels" without seeing all of the titillating, bouncing of tits on that show, and many other TV shows of that era.  The no-bra thing was supposed to be an act of defiance and freedom.  But, somehow it just became another measuring tool for men to judge our value as women based on our chest endowment. The bigger our braless jingle, the better catch we were.

I wanted to bring back the original purpose of the no-bra wearing at our coffee klatches.  When we get together on Monday evenings at my house, we go braless in button shirts or me in a robe usually.  If it was really warm in my house, we'd just go topless.  We were all in various stages of difficulties in our lives - financially, emotionally, or interpersonally.  It felt nice to be free of any restrictions and to be totally relaxed in a nonjudgemental environment.

This time it wasn't men deciding that we should do it to judge each other's sex appeal.  This time we were doing it to show that we were taking control over our own natural, social comfort, as well as our sensuality.  Besides, there's nothing more comfortable than going braless, while talking with other ladies about how to go about arranging some nice nude pictures of each other.  I wrote it all down in my book that I am finishing. It is a nice compelling story of how everything came to be.  I hope that you out there will read it.

Sadly most men forget that it is not the size of a woman's breasts that they should be focused on.  It's the size of the woman's heart behind those breasts.  Treat her right and she will gladly give you anything.