Yes, but you pretended you didn't, because if you never check the time, you never have to admit you're running late for things.

"You don't suppose there's more of those, do you?" He contemplated his yogurt.

"You know, I don't know..." I paused, trying to think. A terrible idea popped into my head, and I decided to go for it. "Well, you know, there's this thing." I finished off my half of the sandwich and gestured at my chest to get him to look down. When he did, I adjusted my dress, making my boobs jiggle.

"Is that a gesture that means something?" He shook his head, downing a spoonful of yogurt.

"No, not exactly... but, it has a different perspective from my angle than yours." I looked down. "For example, I can see a lot more when I do it than you can!" I tugged at the dress, grinning down at my nipples peeking up at me.

"Ya, okay, I can see what you're going for there. That does kinda make sense!" He nodded appreciatively.

"Plus, girls will do this all the time hoping you'll, well, you know, see it from our angle, if you catch my drift?" I grinned.

"I couldn't possibly." He smiled, finishing off the yogurt.

"Oh, you know, accidents happen..." I glanced off to the side and slipped the dress down, briefly baring the bulk of my breasts to Brad.

He clearly snorted yogurt right up his nose, and I couldn't help but laugh too.

"You're feeling playful, eh?" He packed up his lunch into his bag, and I snatched it.

"Allow me!" I said standing and turning to the fridge. I gestured pointedly at him to get up and stand behind me as I pulled it open. I slid my feet more than shoulder width apart and bent down unnecessarily low, Kelli's tiny dress riding fully up my backside once more as Brad stood behind me. I deposited the lunch bag in the fridge, pausing briefly before pulling back up, leaving the dress bunched up above my bare cheeks.

"Another example of appreciating angles of view?" Brad offered as I closed the fridge and unhurriedly put my dress back in order.

"Quite." I smiled.