Second experience

[Post 3]

A few days after the wind-and-skirt experience, I had to look at something at a work colleague's desk, a man called Henry (not his real name). Henry was in his early thirties, single and reasonably attractive. As I was about to lean over his desk I realized he was going to get a good look at my breasts. On an impulse, instead of holding my blouse closed as I would normally have done, I pretended I didn't realize what was going on and leaned over in front of him. Even though I was wearing a bra I know that Henry got an eyeful of my breasts. It was actually quite funny watching him trying not to stare at my cleavage! He went red and his eyes kept straying from the paperwork to my open blouse. 

For the rest of the day I was so turned on, and I began planning how I could accidentally show off even more.