Bras in Adult Friend Finder

We were having coffee this morning at a nearby cafe and someone I know through work came up to our table and said hi. She had her dog with her and he was super cute with a lazy eye and a bright personality. After a short greeting and playing with her dog a bit, I pointed across the table and said, “This is my boyfriend Edgar.” They exchanged pleasantries and then she walked away.

Ed smiled at me after she was gone and pointed out that it was the first time I’d referred to him as my boyfriend. It was at that moment that I realized I needed to tell him something. I admitted to him that when I was engaged to Jess I came out of the closet as a lesbian. I assured him that I’ve always been attracted to men, I just thought it was easier to say I was a lesbian since I was going to be marrying a woman.

He didn’t seem the slightest bit bothered by it, which was nice. I told him that Pride is next weekend and I’d really like to attend because of course I still identify as queer even though I’m in a relationship with a man.

He was almost laughing when he responded. He said that I’d probably forgotten about this, but when we first got together a couple years ago he had told me that he is bisexual. I had forgotten, but that explains a lot. He told me that he’d both dated men and had casual sex with men and he certainly had no problem with my same sex relationship. He added that he would love to go to Pride with me.

I was simultaneously surprised and excited. Maybe also a but relieved. I also at that moment came to realize he’s more sexually experienced than I had previously believed.

Considering all the sex that he and I had been having over the last two weeks, I don’t doubt he’s attracted to me. I’ll also admit that I know my feelings for him are real because I feel such a strong attraction to him even though he’s not a particularly attractive guy.

I don’t mean that as an insult. I just think it’s an honest observation. He’s 5‘8” and about 220 pounds, which puts him significantly overweight but not exactly grotesquely obese or anything like that. He’s got a belly or course, but he also has man boobs. I think all overweight men have man boobs, but his are surprisingly big for him really not being all that fat.

The first first time I saw him shirtless I remember being a bit surprised.

But this takes me to the comment I made above “this explains a lot” when I found out he is bisexual. About a week ago now I was being nosy looking in his dresser drawers and opened one that was filled with bras. Not just a couple of them, but like 15 of various colors and styles. I’m not sure why, but one of the first things I did was look at the size and they were all 38A, which can’t be an easy size to find.

I couldn’t just pretend I hadn’t seen this, so I asked him about it. Extreme embarrassment. His face went bright red and he looked everywhere but directly at me. I said, “Honey, don’t be ashamed, you can tell me anything. Do you collect bras.”

He shook his head and barely mumbled, “I wear them.”

I’m not going to lie, this caused instant arousal on my part. That sort of feeling when you are turned on so much so quickly that your stomach almost feels like you’re in a freefall. I asked, “You wear them for support? Or because it turns you on?”

He shrugged and said, “Both, I guess.”

“Have you not been wearing them the last two weeks because of me?” I asked.

He nodded. I was trying not to sound too enthusiastic. I didn’t want to admit exactly how aroused I was by this news, even though I was bursting with excitement. I somewhat whispered, “Please keep wearing them if you want to. I think it’s really hot.”

I was nice to see him smile and look like a weight had been taken off his shoulders. No longer hiding how turned-on I was, I said, “I need you to fuck me wearing only a bra.”