She needs to show off her chest more. A lot more.

You had a pretty good idea of what you wanted to do with her now, but you wanted to wait until you got to the office before you acted on it. So you remain quiet for most of the car ride, occasionally glancing over at Mina to see if she had something to say. But of course, Mina seems more interested in the road than chatting with you. Ah well, at least you could admire the view.

It doesn't take very long before you arrive at an office building downtown. Mina pulls into a reserved parking spot, then shuts off the engine and moves to get out of the car.

"Hold on a moment," you say, putting a hand on her shoulder, "There's something I need to do first. Turn to face me and hold still."

Mina let go of the door handle and turned in her seat. She looks confused at first, but gets an idea of what you want as you reach over and start unbuttoning her suit jacket. Or at least she thinks she does.

"Hey, what are you doing?" she snaps. However, she is still following your order to hold still, and thus does nothing to stop you.

"Just making a few adjustments," you tell her. You open up her jacket, then work on unbuttoning her blouse. You fumble a bit, but manage to get it open rather quickly, revealing her chest in all of its glory. You then yank her bra down, exposing her milky white tits. Not able to resist their siren's call, you cup them in your hands and jiggle them a little, enjoying their feel and heft.

"Stop that!" Mina said, now looking angry, "I never said you could-"

"Oh come on Mina, don't be so hostile with me," you tell her, "Just let me play with your breasts for a bit before we go in."

Mina bites her tongue, then sighs and says, "Well, yesterday you were fingering me in the middle of the mall, so I suppose I shouldn't be complaining about you groping my breasts in the car."

"See, that's the spirit!" you say to her with a grin. You squeeze her boobs, feeling the soft flesh between your fingers. You can't help but mutter, "These are bigger than I expected them to be."

"I get that a lot," Mina says, exasperated, "Are you going to be much longer? I like to get into the office a little early so I can get a head-start on the day's work."

"Right, we should go in," you say, giving her breasts one last squeeze before letting go, "But you're going to leave your breasts out like that for the rest of the work day. And no covering them with your hands either."

Mina's beautiful brown eyes widen in shock, "W-Wait, what? You can't be serious!"

"I'm completely serious," you say, relishing in the fact that you've managed to knock her off her game, "Boobs like those deserved to be displayed openly."

"But... but... it's indecent!" Mina said, "And utterly humiliating! None of my employees will take me seriously with my tits hanging out all day!"

"Are you saying you won't do it?" you ask her.

Mina sputters some more, but ultimately slumps her shoulders and says, "Of course not. If it's what you want, I'll do it."

"Good," you say, opening your own door and getting out of the car, "Let's get going then."

Mina hesitantly gets out of the car as well, and you follow her out of the garage and into her office building. The security guard at the door stares at Mina, but doesn't say anything as you grab a guest pass and walk on by. Still, Mina's face is red as you enter the elevator and start heading up.

"You probably made his day," you tell her with a grin.

"I bet," Mina mutters, her arms crossed under her chest.

The elevator door opens, and you follow Mina into the offices she runs. Several work stations line the room, and another door in the back leads to what you presume is her office. Next to the door is a desk with a computer on it, manned by a young strawberry blonde girl that you presume is Stacy, Mina's assistant. She looks up from what she's doing with a smile.

"Good morning, Ms..." she starts, but the words catch in her throat upon seeing her boss's state of dress.

Stacy blinks in shock, then says, "Ms. Hyong! Um... You, uh, your blouse is wide open, and your breasts are..."

"I know," Mina says with a mixture of embarrassment and irritation, "John here told me I have to wear my clothes this way today, so it's just something everyone's going to have to deal with. Myself included."

Surprisingly, this news seems to calm Stacy down. She glances at you for a brief moment, almost like she's confirming that you're who Mina's referring to, then says, "Oh. Sorry, I thought you just forgot to button up your blouse or something. It kind of sucks he's making you do that though."

"I'm sure there's quite a few people in this office who would disagree with that statement," Mina grumbles, "Just warn me if anyone's going to come into my office. Oh, and John's going to be... observing us today. So try your best to keep things somewhat on track, whatever happens."

"Will do!" Stacy says with a mock salute. She then looks over at you and says, "Nice to meet you, John. I'm Stacy!"

"I know, I heard Mina talking with you on the phone yesterday," you say, shaking the assistant's hand as Mina looked down at the floor in humiliation, "Nice to put a name to such a pretty face."

"Thanks! Hey, maybe we can chat later when you aren't busy with Ms. Hyong," Stacy says with a small smile, "Just let me know if there's something I can help you with in the meantime."

"Will do," you tell her, before following Mina into her office.

You watch as Mina shuts the door, then closes the blinds on the windows facing the office. You decide that, for the moment at least, you would let her have this bit of modesty. Besides, she'll have to leave the office eventually, if only to empty her bladder of the coffee going through her system.

"Got to admit, I'm a little surprised Stacy mentioned your breasts so quickly," you say to Mina, "If I were her, I would be terrified of saying anything for fear of pissing you off."

"Well, part of her job is to be a second pair of eyes that make sure I'm not doing something... uncouth," Mina explains, sitting at her desk, "Although it's not usually something this severe so early in the day."

"Really? It seems a little para-" you start to say, before realizing that it probably isn't really paranoid for a young businesswoman in your new world, "I mean, excessive, to have someone to do that for you."

"Well, I am the boss," Mina says, "My employees need to have some level respect for me, which is not exactly easy when I am having an 'incident' in front of them."

"Like leaving a vibrator in your panties?" you tease.

Mina's face goes beet red, "Yes... Stacy managed to catch that just before I walked into a meeting. Without her, I wouldn't have even realized I was..."

She stops talking, forcing you to say, "You were what? Tell me."

"...moaning and rubbing my hands against my crotch," Mina blurted out, "She's not perfect of course, no one is. But it's better that she and a few employees see me cream my panties than potential clients."

"Yeah, that makes sense," you say. You're tempted to ask her whether this was standard procedure for women in authoritative positions, but the worry of looking like a complete idiot in front of her stopped you. You'll just have to look it up later. For now though, you sit down in one of the chairs in front of Mina's desk, and ogle her exposed tits while she starts doing paperwork.