Will she let you pick out her outfit?

"I want to pick out your outfit for the day," you tell her. Sarah looks up at you and you see her trying to process the information for about a second before her eyes widen.

"Oh fuck," Sarah grins. "I like the idea, but I tell you what. You've got to follow some guidelines, first. This is still a work trip, for fuck's sake. And as much as I like the idea of playing your fun game, I kinda know where it would be heading." She glances down at her tits, still jiggling as she kneels. "Mmm. Look how hard my nipples got thinking about this," she says, licking her lips and winking at you. "But we've got a few minutes.. go ahead. I am wearing a bra outside," she points out. You feel your face fall just a bit, but realize it's a minor disappointment. It is a work trip, and Beth and Emily both are sure to notice Sarah's bra-less tits. Sarah notices and almost laughs

"You are a dirty fucker," she says, with a warmth that even with Sarah seems out of place. "I did only say outside," she points out, emphasizing the "outside" heavily. "So I'll grant you any outfit you desire today, with the stipulation that I can and will wear a bra while we are out working. The moment we're over the threshold of this house, John, I'll even let you take the bra off. Beth and Emily are going to get an eyeful of my big bouncing tits for you," she promised. You groan, and she grins.

"There isn't a lot of time right now, but give me the sort of... outfit you had in mind," she says, standing slowly. She has not covered her prodigious bust yet, and you reach out to grope her. Sarah smiles, nodding as your left hand finds her meaty breast and begins bouncing it. Sarah smiles at you eagerly, and leans in for a kiss. "I could let you do that all day," she mutters. "But come to my room. I can at least let you watch me get dressed. Then I can have some fun teasing you before I give you complete control over my appearance." The last she adds with a sultry breath. "At least for today," she amends. "Tomorrow... I might be in a different mood," she grins.

You follow your busty girlfriend across the hall after she pulls her shirt over her head. Her bra seems to meld into appearance before you, and as soon as she grabs it, you reach out and hold her left tit. Sarah grins, but lets you have a bit of fun, bouncing them and even leaning in for a suck on each nipple. Sarah grunts, then looks at you. She pulls away, cupping her left tit before letting it slump to her chest. The drop causes some significant wobbling on Sarah's chest. "I have to get dressed," she tells you, though she doesn't stop you when your hand reaches for her tit. You turn your eyes to her closet with a significant **** of will, keeping your hand on her big breast as you point to a blouse with what seems to be a pretty low cut v-top. The lavender fabric seems like it would wave with the slightest breeze. You imagine yourself catching quite a few looks down her shirt as you wander around downtown. As you reach for it, Sarah nods.

"I've worn this before," she says. You grin.

"I've noticed." Sarah looks down at her big breast in your hand.

"I've noticed you noticing," she says, and you both laugh. You reluctantly pull your hand away, and Sarah slips in a bra. You're sure she's more adept at it, but she makes a show of having some trouble slipping her massive breasts into the cups of her garment. It seems somewhat different... somehow a bit looser. "They're just so big," she teases as she reaches over. She pulls her top on. "I'm going to put some makeup on," she tells you. "It's way less sexy, so please go away," she says, grinning. She kisses you on the cheek, and rubs your chest. You take the hint and go to your room to finish getting ready.

You make your way downstairs, and Emily glances up at you, a knowing grin on her face. "Sarah coming down yet?" she asks sweetly. Beth giggles from her seat, but adds nothing as you glare at her. "I meant from her orgasm," Emily adds loudly. Beth sputters this time, standing up and glancing at Emily. "I'm just glad someone's getting laid," Emily tells you, her tone defensive as your glare goes darker. You roll your eyes, but can't really keep a smile off your face, so you turn to get a glass of water.

As you're taking a drink, Sarah comes down, and you watch with a huge grin as the interior curves of her heavy breasts are exposed by the top you helped choose. The beige bra is exposed with almost every step, and your eyes get their fill of her jiggling flesh. You grin as she approaches, and she doesn't try to curb the bounce as her breasts seemingly work to escape the confines of a bra that you are now sure does not offer as much support as the others you have seen. Her breasts flail wildly and your eyes are glued to Sarah's chest.

"You might want to take a drink. All that drooling will dehydrate you," Emily whispers. You shake yourself out of your daze but Sarah notices, and glances down at her cleavage.

"Nice top," Beth says. Sarah grins at your slender boss and nods.

"Thanks." She saunters over to you and kisses your cheek, a chaste motion but for her left breast folding around your arm. You realize there is next to nothing supporting her chest in that bra. She pulls away, and her breast bounces back to its shape while you stare.

"I think we'd better get going before John forgets his own name," Emily says. Her tone is light however, and she gives an exaggerated roll of her eyes. The women giggle at you as you collect yourself, and you all grab your materials for work, still resting on the kitchen table, before heading to the car. Emily drives, and Beth sits up front, leaving you and Sarah in the backseat together.

"Is this... a good idea?" Emily asks Beth.

"Just don't look in the rearview mirror," Beth responds, and Sarah is the first response with a sputter of laughter. Beth gives a satisfied grin as you all join in. The drive is relaxed, and within a half hour Emily's parked in the center of downtown. As you get out of the car, you all appreciate the temperate weather, then pair up.