Opening Time

"Hey!" Amy yelled, noticing where Jame's eyes were focused. "Up here! You finish getting things ready back here, I'll open up"
James reluctantly tore his eyes away from Amy's exposed body and went into the back of the store. Rolling her eyes, Amy moved to the front counter.
She looked up at the clock, it read 9.05.
"Dammit", she exclaimed, realising that her first customer, a middle aged businessman was already waiting at the door. She hurried over, conscious of how much her breasts moved under the relatively thin material of the shirt. She unlocked the center lock and reached up, stretching to undo the bolt at the top.
You notice the gaze of the businessman, previously frustrated at the delay, turn to surprise. Moving around to his point of view you realise that with one hand raised, the short nature of the shirt had started to reveal the lower curve of one of Amy's breasts.
Using your power, you hold the bolt shut. Amy struggled, reaching further for a better grip. The motion causing her breasts to sway beneath the shirt. She was completely oblivious to how much of her right boob could be seen. The businessman gulped as a nipple briefly appeared, just as she managed to loosen and open the bolt.
Next she bent for the bottom bolt, once more held by your power. The businessman's gaze followed her as she bent. In her new position, the loose neckline of the shirt offered him an unrestrained look. Her large breasts were on clear display swaying with her struggles.
Amy's head came up. "I won't be a..." Suddenly she noticed his gaze. She glanced down, realise what could be seen from his point of view and blushed, clutching the neckline shut.
With her free hand she continued to pull the bolt. Relenting you release your grip and the bolt comes undone.
"I'm sorry", she explained to the man as she opened the door. "This has been one terrible morning"
"That's, umm, quite alright", he replied walking towards the counter.
Oh god, Amy thought, turning back to open the other side of the double doors. Seated nearby, a small group of teenage girls were whispering and glancing across at her.
You follow her gaze and examine the girls. All attractive, all obviously dressed to get attention from anyone who might notice them.
The first, blonde, her hair cut to shoulder length, wearing a short skirt and backless halter top. Next to her a slightly more alternative looking girl. Dark longer hair, with peircings visible in one ear. Dressed in a corset type top with dark jeans. The last, a well developed brunette, straining the button fronted summer dress she was wearing.
Your turn your attention back to Amy as she notices her reflection in the glass. With one hand clutching the neckline, the rest of the shirt was lifted, leaving the lower curves of both her breasts showing.
Eye's widening in shock, she let go of the shirt and tugging it back down, heads back to the counter.