I promise

"Yes, yes I promise." Sam says a little too readily her cleavage blurring his thoughts a little.

"Thanks." Emma replies, leaning back a little in her seat. "Like I said, Mike can be a little bit of a tyrant on occasion. Doesn't approve of anything fun really."

"I uh, I definitely don't plan on spoiling your fun." Sam tells her.

The pair continue their journey in silence for a short while, Emma offering occasional directions, but apparently not bothering to do her blouse back up.

Finally the pair of them arrive in the car park for the Hyper Market and Sam pulls into a parking space a short distance from the market.

As the two of them get out of the car a nice breeze blows around them in the heat and Emma lets out a happy sigh, flapping her half open blouse a little and giving Sam even more of a flash of her bra. "That air really is nice." She says with a smile at Sam.

"um... yeah." Sam mumbles again, trying not to stare.

"Do you think the bra could pass as a bikini?" Emma suddenly asks, popping open the last two buttons on the blouse and flinging it wide open for Sam to look at.