What can I say? I'm a flirt with great tits

I belong to a club where I play tennis and pickleball, swim and make a feeble attempt at learning golf. I also dine there sometimes and love the social events. I'm also single, attractive and my best feature are my tits. I'm in my 40s but my boobs are nearly as firm as they were as a teen. They're large but not freakishly so. And my nipples are sensitive and continually hard. Men (and some women) definitely enjoy seeing me because I wear clothes that show off my best assets. Other women, not so much, but their husbands don't mind. I can't help that my nipples can be seen in nearly any top I wear, of course there are those other sheer tops I wear as well. I never wear a bra and love the way they feel when they bounce. There's one little clique of old battleaxes that especially don't like me. Some of the men at the club and I flirt and tease a little. I was jogging off the tennis court the other day and this one man was watching me and exaggerated his head bobbing up and down as he watched me. I stopped, jiggled my tits a little and said something like you better watch it Fred, you might get whiplash. And my eyes are up here. I giggled and jiggled again. When I turned onto the walk, I see his wife and her friends sitting on a bench just glaring at me. I wiggled a little to make my tits bounce, waved at them and said Hello ladies, what a beautiful day to be outside. . They were fuming. I went in to take a shower and change and have a little lunch. When I came out of the shower, I saw that the ladies had come in. I let my towel drop a little and said Ooops! really loud, they looked and I let it drop to the floor and said Oopsy again! I got dressed and when I walked toward the door the one bitch had the living nerve to walk up to me, take one finger and press it into my nipple like it was an on/off switch and she said something about. You should learn to put those things away. You shake them in everyone's face and everybody thinks your a slut and nobody likes it. I said your husband sure likes the viewing party I provide. Then I said Oh I get it, you're jealous because I don't jiggle them at you. Obviously you could wait to touch them. I pulled up my top and said, want to touch them again, want to motorboat me, want to suck my nipples. You're welcome any time. I rolled my eyes and walked away. I stopped to look at the posted calendar and event announcements and they walked by me toward the restaurant. I jiggled my tits at her and pulled my top a little to give her a nip peek. When I went into the restaurant she and her gaggle of hens were already seated, the restaurant was nearly empty and I walked over to her, leaned down so my tits were mere inches away from her face and asked if she wanted me to sit next to her so she could play with them. She then poked both her index fingers into both my nipples hard. She said, you'd like that, you'd like me to give you the time of day and attention. I said, Oh no, I think I already have plenty of attention from you. I lifted my top so she could see them inches from her face and asked if she wanted a suck. She was furious and said my days at the club were numbered. Everybody had had it with my slutty ways, bringing down the reputation of the club and she was going to report me to management and demand my expulsion. I rolled my eyes and said whatever. I turned and her husband and a couple other men were walking toward us. I giggled and wiggled and said, I think your wife likes me, she can't keep her hands off my titties. I poked my nipples and said, she keeps doing this. Weird. She called out put them away. I turned and said In a box? A bag? In your mouth, you old bag? The people nearby had to laugh at that. I walked away and went outside for a walk until either she left or more people were in the restaurant. I was over her shit. I saw her go stomping out, presumably to the office. I went back in and sat down to have something to eat. When I was nearly finished, she came walking back in to her table, looking very smug. I just rolled my eyes. About twenty minutes passed and one of the managers comes in and said I don't want to disturb your dinner but whenever you have a minute can you stop over? Anytime. Tonight, tomorrow, whenever covenient. She and her friends were huffing and puffing and looking all smug. Well, my curiousity couldn't wait, I had to see what trouble she stirred up. I finished my drink, signed the check and went to the club office. Tony was the particular manager on duty. He was such a cutie, he sure didn't mind when I'd flirt and wink at him. He asked me into his office and he said Mrs Smith has a little problem. I rolled my eyes and said What's new, she always has a problem. Can you believe she's been poking my boobs and groping me?! Tony walked around his desk and smiled, his gaze mostly at my tits. I flirted a little and said I loved when he was on duty. He said he thought I was a breath of fresh air in the club which could get a little too stuffy with some members. He moved closer toward me and said, I have to make a few decisions here so I need to hear how you'd describe today's encounter with Mrs Smith. I said that I was in the locker room and accidentally dropped my towel. Yes, my boobs were on display but whose wouldn't be, I dropped the damn towel. She then proceeded to tell me I should put those away and poked her fingers at me pressing my nipples hard like on/off buttons. He nearly choked as he started to laugh. And I said really , can you believe a grown woman basically trying to feel me up. He moved a little closer and asked, do you mind if I make it clear that I understand how you're describing what happened. I replied Of course and pulled my shoulders back pushing my tits out further. He reached up and cupped my boobs and said, like this and I said no, more like this as I pressed his fingers into my nipples. He pinched them a little and said like this? And I said no, I lifted my top and pressed his fingers on my nipples again and said like this. He kept them there and was looking down at my boobies and said Tell you what, I don't think it's all that big of a deal. You follow the dress code here and you get along with everyone. You add a bright spot to social events. I think we should put this behind us. I took his hands and moved them back to my butt and said Behind us, like this? He squeezed them and said Yeah, like that, or like this and he brought his hands up to squeeze my tits again. He said, perhaps you should come and see me every week and I can reassess the situation to see if I think it's truly offensive or not. I saluted and said aye aye sir. He laughed . I tured to walk away and he cleared his throat. Turning around I noticed him looking at my boobs. I hadn't pulled my top back down and I said "oopsy!" He stopped me and said, You know what, we randomly give out membership upgrades for various reasons and I think you deserve that. You shouldn' thave to put up with that kind of harrassment. He handed me a new parking hang tag for my car that gave me first row parking privileges and said he'd make sure I got a copy of all the other benefits. I thanked him and threw my arms around his neck, pressing my bare boobies against him in a bear hug. I quickly pulled down my top proper and said Oopsy again! I think I'll go back to the restaurant and get another drink. Going back, I saw Mrs Smith's jaw dropping. I walked by and said that you so much. You must have said wonderful things about me. She was totally baffled. As I walked by her friends were saying She's obviously being sarcastic having been called out on it. I turned back and stood by her, leaning down my boobs 'accidentally' pressed against her arm. I loudly whispered that we should become good friends. She and her husband and I shold get together to celebrate. She was left slack jawed and I couldn't sait for future encounters. I haven't been back yet but I'll be there next week and we can see what mischief I can cause. Wink Wink

By Anonymous Jul 19

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