Up the elevator.

"Shall we head back up?" You shrug.

"Tap that ass and I'm yours!" I grin as you pull up your phone. One tap later and mine goes ding right alongside the elevator. The doors open and we step into our little temporarily private room. Your temporary showroom!

"Nice and slow?" You suggest and I smirk, pulling my shirt up and off, baring myself from the low waist of my black skirt on up.

"Watch this, this is one of my proudest points about my boobs!" I grin as I start shifting my torso up and down, my breasts jostling rhythmically with the motion. Timing the forcing function juuuust right results in some pretty freakin' optimum underdamped oscillations, if you know what I mean!

The elevator dings and I jump, too engrossed in my own jiggly tits to pay attention as I scramble to pull my top back on and we step out into the sunlight, crossing back over to the far side of the top of the parking garage.