Cleavage

So there I am, talking one-on-one with a business woman who’s wearing a low-cut v-neck blouse showing obvious cleavage. I’m trying to keep my eyes on her face, but I feel like I’m making her uncomfortable.

I don’t want to stare at her chest, but, 1- it’s an instinctive urge for a guy, and 2- her chest is right there, on display. Not only do I not want to stare at her chest, but I don’t want her thinking that I’m staring at her chest. When I’m not looking directly at her face, I have to make sure I’m obviously not looking at her chest. I stare into her eyes for a couple minutes, then I glance far away at the wall for a few moments, then I have to go right back to her eyes. She can only take my direct eye contact for a few seconds before she looks away, in apparent discomfort.

Every once in a while, as she’s moving to show me information in paperwork, she adjusts her blouse to keep from flashing me. I’m embarrassed, she’s embarrassed. It’s just a very awkward business meeting.

Bullgrit
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