Anyway, I had a co-worker, young (23, I was 32), fresh out of college, unbelievably built, thin, tall, huge assets. Anyway, she knew she had “it”. She wasnt slutty in any way, she just liked to dress in a way that gave guys like me an occasionally full on frontal assault. ANyway, I got to know her very well. We spent lots of time chatting live and via IM in the office. I learned she had DDs, and she has exhibition fantasies. One time, I went over to talk with her in her cube. She turns around, and lo and behold, she has her shirt unbuttoned down to where her cups come together. It was liek two buttons came undone. I could barely stand it was so mind-blowingly awesome. Anyway, I tried to play it all cool, finally went back to my desk, popped up the IM, and sent her a message saying, “oh, BTW, you have a button that came undone but I didnt want to point it out while standing right in front of you.” Her response was, “I didnt come undone. I left it unbuttoned. Is it too much?” To which I replied, “for me, no. not at all. i rather enjoyed it, but someone else might get the wrong impression.”

Our flirtation continued. She came in wearing one of those see-through shirts with a black bra. I about fell over (you couldnt really see anything unless you were right on front of her or she was turned just right). I was feeling down one day, so she came over, sat down in my cube, and showed me some pictures from a party she went to that weekend in which girls are encouraged to be a little daring. She had on a red dress so short it could pass for an apron, and low cut framing her perfect breasts. I thanked her for that moment. She said she hoped it cheered me up.

So long story short, cleavage can both discombobulate us, and make us feel better, so use your weapons accordingly.

Post-script; that see through shirt? turns out it’s really see-through when you take it off of her.