Chapter 2

“Mom,” Joey now spoke up, “Could you please measure me too. I’m not sure where I am now; would that be ok?”

“Sure Joey,” Abby answered her, “I don’t see why not. Maybe it’s time to buy you some new bras too honey.”

With those words Joey ripped off her shirt and then her bra. Unlike Sara; she knew her breasts were no longer standing straight and proud.

“Ok,” Abby began, “Let’s get this tape adjusted correctly. Well Joey you’re a 34 sweetie. And I would have to guess you’re a C cup for sure. I tell you girl you’re growing into a young woman more and more each day.”

“Thanks mom,” Joey answered her, “I’m currently wearing a B cup. Do you think I should move up?”

“Well girls,” Abby answered them both at this time, “It’s all up to each of you. If you are comfortable in what you are currently wearing then ... well leave the girls where they are!”

“Well Mom,” Joey replied, “When was the last time you got measured? Working with the home bound people every day I bet you never take time for yourself!”

“Maybe,” Abby answered, “I really don’t know that last time I was fitted for a new bra. Are you sure you girls want to help me?”

With that Sara followed Joey’s lead and helped her mother removed her tee shirt and then the girls watch as she removed her bra.

“Mother,” Sara jumped in, “I’ve always been so impressed with how you breasts look. I mean really they are just beautiful!”

With that Joey picked up the measure tape and began draping it around Abby. In doing so she made sure she had to work at getting the tape to stay in place over Abby’s nipples. Sara saw this and reached out to help ... now holding the tape on top of her mother’s nipples. Both girls could see her nipples getting harder ... right before their eyes.

“Wow mom,” Joey said with a little surprise, “I would never have thought you were this size. The tape says you’re a 36!”

Both girls were still holding the measuring tape in place with Joey purposing touching the nipple she had closest to her.

“Mom,” Joey asked, “Can a woman determine her cup size at home ... you know just by holding her breasts?”

With that comment Joey dropped her part of the tap and took Abby’s right breast into her hand ... holding it but still squeezing it a little. When Sara saw this she too placed a hand on her mother’s left breast and held it tightly.

“Now girls,” Abby said with a little moan, “While this feels nice this isn’t how cup size is determined. You put on each bra and see which cup best allows the breast to be held ... you know support without spilling over the top of the cup!”

During this entire reply from Abby the girls remained holding and massaging her breasts. Abby stood there for a moment as if her mind was drifting off from the pleasure she was receiving from their hands. Sara and Joey were both smiling and beginning to moan from this overt sexual act.

Finally Abby came back to the moment and instructed the girls to get her bra so she could put it back on. Neither Sara nor Joey had ever put their bras back on during this entire encounter. Joey’s nipples were standing at attention and Sara’s nipples were also hard but being smaller didn’t make quite the same scene.

“Why don’t you girls get dressed too and I’ll go start preparing supper.” Abby suggested. But she watched the girls holding each other’s breasts as if they could determine their correct cup size. She did think it was kind of sweet how the girls were so comfortable with each other’s body ... that’s how all young girls should feel about their bodies!

Back home Joey knew she had to get started on her chores. Getting yelled at by her mother ... even worse was not something she enjoyed. Joey found her father’s dirty clothes quite interesting when she found a condom package in his pocket. Not only that, she saw some lipstick on one of his dirty shirts. Joey knew her mother would be totally pissed off if any of these tail-tail signs that her father might be messing around on his last business trip.

She began preparing the next load of wash after getting that one started. Joey inspected her mother’s panties and found several pair that could use a pre-wash spray just as she did for many of hers. Left over pee stains and pussy juices seem to always find their way into their panty crouches. Joey was taking that moment to lift a pair of her mother’s panties to her nose and smelling them when...