Admire the view for the moment

You're interested in the way she worded things, and are keen to test the boundaries of your new paradise. You take your hand away from her chest. Vivian looks to you closely to see what you might do next.

"Do you mind the guys looking at your tits if I stopped playing with them?" you ask her.

Vivian shrugs. "You're still the one who got them out. It's a bit sexy to be put on show for the party like this if you're not actually touching me, but it's not like it's massively different to men looking at me while you're playing with my nipples." She wiggles her chest back and forth, making her breasts swing back and forth, bringing attention to the prominent eraser-heads on each swell. "Wouldn't you rather do that?"

"In a while," you say. Vivian gives a playful groan of frustration. "Why don't *you* play with your nipples?"

Vivian gives you a strange look. "What, in public? That'd be a bit rude. Only you and other women can have a go at my chest, I have to make do with adjusting myself occasionally," she says. She quickly cups herself as though adjusting her bra. "You're asking a lot of strange questions, John, are you okay?"

"Nah, I'm fine," you tell her, giving her right breast a good squeeze for a couple of seconds. Vivian moans loudly, drawing chuckles from nearby party guests. "Admiring the view and letting my mind drift," you say.

"I'm glad that at least *you're* getting a cheap thrill," Vivian says, pouting playfully.

You look around. More than one set of male eyes is drawn to Vivian's chest: not goggling, but definitely letting their gaze linger. You notice a tall girl next to one of those men who looks a bit unhappy: she's unusually tall at 6', but you notice that she only seems to have C cup breasts under her jumper. You're not sure, but you think you also detect a glint of hunger coming from the eyes of a short-haired blonde girl off to one side.