A *very* skimpy black dress

Your boyfriend, Michael, made you purchase one of the skimpiest dresses that the clothing shop had in store. It was a black dress, and not only almost back free. Not only so skimpy that it's hem went barely to your thighs. But also so daringly low-cut, that your cleavage went down to your bellybutton. Only interrupted by a small piece of ribbon right below your breasts that held the whole thing together. And the worst of all: The dress was supposed to be worn without a bra! Your breasts were basically bursting out of it. The outfit was completed by black pumps with several inches of heels. The image is still burned into the back of your mind, as you cannot forget the evening of your humiliation.

Even after your purchase that afternoon, it took your boyfriend quite some effort to convince you to actually wear it to the party. It was due to that argument, that it was already quite late when you finally arrived at the location of the party, your friends new flat.

It was Amy's boyfriend though, Richard, who opened the door. Yes, he was obviously drunk already, but you still cannot forget his reaction and the whole scene. He just stared for a second, before he loudly exclaimed: "Wow! Tits! I didn't know you had tits! They are huge!"

"What? Who is it, honey?" At that point Amy hurried around the corner as well, but at the sight of you she stopped and her mouth fell open. She also started at you. Or rather at your chest.And she also couldn't tear away her eyes from your exposed cleavage.

The situation made you really uncomfortable. The staring, the lack of words and reaction. Your face reddened, you felt ashamed. You wanted to run. You already had made a step backwards, but your boyfriend held you with one hand on your arm, and the other behind your back. Preventing you from escape.

"Uhm, can we come in?" This simple question of your boyfriend broke the silence.

"Uhm, ya, sure. Uhm, hi. Why don't you come in..." Amy replied awkwardly, without her eyes leaving the level of your breasts. Then her elbow when into the rips of Richard.

"Oww, what was that for", the boyfriend loudly objected.

"Stop staring, honey," Amy hushed. "And show our guests in, will you?"

"Right! Sorry! Come in, come in! By the way, your breast's look great, Gianna!"

"Honeyyyy..." Again, Amy's elbow found his rips.

"Ouch! Sorry. I meant you! You look great, Gianna."

"Uhm, thanks?" You didn't know what to say. You just wanted to sink into the ground and disappear. You wished that you weren't in this humiliating situation right at that moment. Again, you would have run... if it hadn't been for your boyfriend, with his hand on your back, urging you inside...