1 year later
"You don't think it's a little too... showy?"
I pull at the neckline of my red cocktail dress, all too aware of how large my breasts look in it. It had seemed perfect when I'd seen it in the shop, dressed on a mannequin with a more 'discreet' bosom. The shop assistant had assured me it was still classy on a big chested woman... I'm sure the b***h lied just to get a sale.
"Not at all," Chris says, his gaze fixed firmly on my chest. "As with everything you wear, you look beautiful."
"At least you're pleased with the bust," I say, placing two fingers beneath his chin to drag his attention upward. "This is a charity dinner hosted by your company, with lots of important people. Do you really want them all to see your girlfriend's cleavage?"
"Good point. You'll have to take it
