nice.

You notice that the QEBP weighs the same as it did before, despite now being several times bigger and adorned with a pair of truly incredible tits. You grip the QEBP with one hand and heft a breast up with the other. The breast is solid and weighty, but it doesn't appear to weigh the QEBP down at all.

You take a look at Viveca as you do this and see her looking down at her chest, trailing a finger around the lower rim of her breast. "Sorry, my bra just felt a bit weird for a bit there. It's this bullshit underwire bra I'm wearing. I hate it, but the boss loves it and I'm doing a presentation for the board in... Shit, ten minutes! Listen, I gotta go get ready, I'll talk to you later". She takes off the headset and puts it on the desk, then gets up and hurries over to a discreet side door that turns out to be a private bathroom. As she moves, you can feel the breast jiggle in your hand. It's a strange but pleasant feeling, like holding your hand against an undulating water bed.

She starts brushing her hair and checking her makeup in the mirror. You decide to step it up, and grab a breast with one hand and squeeze. They are the most perfect pair you have ever felt up close: firm and smooth without a trace of surgery, completely unblemished skin, small areolas surrounding perky dark pink nipples. Holdenbuch yelps and drops the brush. "Fucking underwires, I swear to god". You lift the QEBP up to your face and delicately lick the areola of her right tit, before putting the nipple in your mouth and gently sucking it. You can feel it grow stiff in your mouth, and Holdenbuch gets slightly red in the face. "Jesus", she mumbles as she tries to adjust her straps.

You keep one nipple in your mouth, swirling your tongue around it and enjoying its texture on your lips, while gently rolling the other one between the index finger and thumb of your left hand. Viveca seems to have given up on getting her bra to fit properly and is just dashing out the door. She is clearly flustered now, but seems determined not to let it stop her from her presentation. You suppose that's what it takes to make it on the floors with carpeting.

She exits her office and pushes the button for the elevator just outside. You have not stopped your ministrations, switching from sucking on the right nipple to the left, all while keeping an eye on Viveca's reactions. Both nipples are now standing up and her areolas are slightly warm and puffy. Her face is noticably red, even through the makeup, and small beads of sweat are starting to form on her neck. Nevertheless, she gets in the elevator when it arrives and presses the button for the executive level floor.

You decide to go up a level too.