I couldn't stand the radio but the girls at the place where I worked had to have it on all the time. Their favourite chart-topping pop song came on a lot and they had to turn the volume all the way up when it did. It was a song about big butts and small chests and kicking guys in the balls. There was a line that actually said "Pears are better than melons". Bleh.
Unfortunately, the song accurately described them. They were the exact opposite of what my preferred body type was. I liked girls who were big on top but not on the bottom. They still thought I desired them though and kept telling me how lucky I was to be working around them. Yeesh.
After work at my girlfriend's place, she stood over me and waved her enormous breasts in front of my face. "You love it when I do this!" she said with a smile.
"Keep going babe" I said, "It's been a long day and I need this".
Just then we heard music outside. We peeked out the window and saw my female coworkers walking along the street playing that song out their mobile phone speakers.
"What a weird song" my girlfriend said. She didn't follow pop music since the late 90s.
"Tell me about it" I said, as I shoved my face deep in her cleavage, trying to wrap her boobs around my head and bury my ears in them.
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