My wife and I took and infant and child CPR course last night, and I am happy to say that I am now certified for two years. But if you asked me to tell you what I remember most about the class, the answer would be the amazing nipples of the hottie MILF who was sitting across the table from me. I will say that it was damn cold in the room for the entire duration of the course. But even so, that girl had some serious, relentless, nipple action going on. They were huge, very erect, and threatening to poke their way through her tight little Nike t-shirt for the entire three hour class. I tried to be discrete, but really, what's a guy to do when those things are pointing right at you across the table like torpedoes for three straight hours? Plus, the tattoo on her upper arm, her killer legs, and her short shorts weren't exactly helping me keep my eyes off of her. She and I made a bunch of eye contact, but I couldn't seem to get more than the faintest sliver of a smile out of her. Perhaps because she felt uncomfortable doing so given that my wife was sitting right next to me. Or perhaps because my nipple-gazing wasn't as subtle as I thought it was and she was weirded out by me. I don't know. Somehow my wife, who was also wearing a tight little t-shirt, managed to avoid the nipple problem, much to my disappointment. Probably because she was wearing a padded bra. I've gotta try and get rid of those damn padded bras of hers.