^^^Thursday morning^^^
Dylan stepped into the room and saw a red-faced middle-aged woman sitting upright in a chair. She smiled sheepishly. Immediately, his eyes dropped to her chest, not because he was a pervert or obsessed with breasts, but because she was topless, and unexpectedly so!
This was an accountant's office after all.
The fifty-year-old had a fine pair of tanned boobs. They sagged, but not excessively. She had large reddish-brown areolas and hard pointy nipples. His first thought was, "Nice tits." His second thought was, "I need to look away and act professional."
"Ahem." He cleared his throat, looked the attractive woman in the eyes, and said, "You can wear your bra."
She shrugged her shoulders.
^^^Twenty minutes prior^^^
"Carol, your ten o'clock is here," the receptionist said over the phone.
"Send him or her in," she answered.
She stood and walked around her desk to greet her visitor. A young man entered, rolling an aluminum case with a trolley handle. They shook hands and introduced themselves.
"So you're here to determine if I'm likely to drop dead and cost the life insurance company a fortune," Carol teased.
He smiled and said, "Yes."
They laughed.
^^^A week before^^^
The life insurance agent leaned forward in her chair and said, "An owner's death can hit a small business hard. A life insurance payout can provide operating cash to get the company through that tough time. It can also help the survivor buy the late partner's share from his or her heirs."
"That's what we want," Sarah Cohen said. "We love each other's husband and children, but we don't want to be in business with them."
Her business partner, Carol Ashley, said, "Our lawyers have drawn up a buy-sell agreement. We need life insurance policies with the surviving partner as the beneficiary so our firm can continue if one of us dies."
"I commend you for being so forward thinking," the agent said. She pulled out some paperwork and said, "Here are the policies in the amounts you requested. All I need are your signatures, and you must pass a physical."
She handed them the forms. The accountants looked them over, signed them, and handed them back.
The insurance agent said, "We work with a testing company that sends someone to your office to do the physicals. It takes less than half an hour for the tech to collect the blood and urine samples, and measure your height, weight, and blood pressure.
"That is the extent of the testing required for you, Ms. Cohen. Ms. Ashley, due to your family's history of heart issues, the company is requiring an EKG. The med tech will be able to do that test in your office."
"That's convenient," Ms. Ashley said.
"If all goes well as we expect," the agent said. "The policies should be in effect next week." She stood and said, "Thank you for your business. The testing company will contact you and schedule an appointment at your convenience."
The women smiled, shook hands, and the agent left.
^^^Back to Thursday morning in the offices of Ashley & Cohen^^^
After laughing at her joke the med tech said, "My name is Dylan. I'm here to give you the physical the life insurance company is requesting."
"I'm all set," Carol said. "I've had my morning tea, so I'm ready to pee." She laughed.
"We can start there," he said. He opened his case and removed a small plastic bottle. He handed it to her and said, "Half full is enough."
She went to the bathroom, and he got his stuff out. When she returned, he stashed the sample in his case. He took a blood sample and gathered other necessary information.
"One last item," Dylan said. "I need to give you an EKG." He pulled out a device the size of a large cell phone.
She said, "That's it? It's small."
"It is," he said. "Another miracle of modern science. This one doesn't give a paper printout. The doctor will do that in his office. I'll need you to remove your watch and jewelry, and then I have twelve leads to attach to you."
He showed her the wires and electrodes attached to small stickers.
"I will place the electrodes on various parts of your body: your wrists, ankles, and chest, and connect my portable EKG machine to them with the wires. The test takes a couple of minutes.
"I need to have access to your chest so please remove your jacket and blouse. You can keep your bra on. I'll give you a moment."
Carol stared at him as he left the room. In her brain, she said, "Uh-uh. I'm not wearing a bra. No one notices because I have a blazer on and under that, I have a blouse and a camisole. Fuck! I guess he's going to get an eyeful."
She removed her earrings, rings, and watch. She took off her jacket, blouse, and cami. She sat in her chair topless. She looked at her boobs and said, "Of course, my nipples are large and hard."
There was a knock on the door. Carol asked, "Dylan, is that you?"
"Yes. Are you ready?"
"Ready as I'll ever be."
The twenty-four-year-old man entered the office, saw her bare breasts, stared at them, and blushed. She smiled bashfully, shrugged her shoulders, and said, "I didn't wear a bra today."
"Oh. Okay." He raised his eyes, met hers, and said, "I'll be as quick as I can."
Carol sighed and said, "Don't rush on my account. It was my choice to go braless today. Take your time and do your job properly. I'm sure you've seen boobs before."
"Yes," he answered. "I didn't expect to get lucky today." He quickly added, "Ah. That was meant as a joke. I haven't been thinking...hoping to see your boobs. Your breasts are lovely...Oh, God! I'm making this worse, aren't I?"
She laughed. Her jugs bounced, and she said, "Yes. You are. But it's okay. I know you were trying to add some levity to this situation. I was embarrassed, and now you're embarrassed. We're even. Let's move on."
The young man took a deep breath and nodded. He said, "Please lie on the sofa. You can kick your shoes off." She did.
He approached her and said, "I'm going to clean the spots where I'll attach the electrodes with an alcohol wipe."
"Okay."
He washed the insides of her wrists and ankles and he applied electrodes. As he did so, he said, "The EKG will record your heart's electrical activity. It can detect heart problems such as irregular heart rhythms, whether you've had a heart attack, and if you have blocked or narrowed arteries in the heart.
"The rest go on your chest. I don't need to touch your nipples, but I do need to touch your breasts. Is that okay?"
"Yes."
He washed the part of her breasts that every woman shows off: the top inside part of her boobs beside the hollow between her breasts. He applied stickers with the electrodes. As he checked his work, he couldn't help but look at her big nipples.
He looked Carol in the eyes and thought, "I shouldn't be perving on her, but boobs are boobs and she's attractive."
He focused on the job and placed two electrodes on the bottom inside of her breasts, two on her underboob well below her nipples, and one on the outer bottom part of her left breast. The last was placed on her left side, even with her heart.
After he had the electrodes in place, he attached wires to them. The other end of the wires plugged into the EKG machine. He said, "Now we can do the test. You won't feel anything. Please be still."
She nodded; he turned the device on. She heard nothing and felt nothing.
The test took three to four minutes. She lay there with her eyes closed. Dylan pretended to look at the device's screen. Actually, he was studying her tits. Her big, soft, round, tanned tits.
Dylan announced, "The test is complete. It looks like we got a good measurement." He unhooked the wires and asked, "Do you want to remove the electrodes yourself or shall I? They are not reusable and can be thrown into the trash."
"I'll pull them off," Carol said.
Dylan turned away and packed his case while Carol pulled the stickers off her body. She slipped on her camisole and blouse.
The med tech said, "We are done." He faced her and said, "I'm sorry for any embarrassment I caused you."
Carol chortled and said, "It was my fault for not wearing a bra. Sorry to expose you to my old saggy breasts."
Dylan almost replied. He held his tongue. He decided to avoid repeating his earlier mistake of commenting on her assets.
After he left, Carol went to her partner's office and said, "I had a morning I'll never forget."
"Oh," Sarah said, looking up from her desk.
"I've been lackadaisical about wearing bras ever since the COVID pandemic hit four years ago. In the beginning, the office was closed. When we started back up, I mostly worked from home. Since no one saw me, I dressed comfortably and casually and went braless."
"Yes. Me too," Sarah said. "For the reasons you stated. Why put yourself through the discomfort when you're not going out in public?"
"Exactly. Even when I returned to the office, I neglected to wear the over-the-shoulder-boulder-holder. I wore camisoles under my tops and blouses and covered everything with a sweater or blazer. My nipples and boobs were hidden."
Sarah nodded.
"Today, a med tech came in to give us our physicals. I forgot I has having an EKG. I had to remove my shirt and cami so he could place electrodes on my chest."
Sarah laughed loudly and said, "And since you didn't have a bra on, you flashed that good-looking young man your rack!"
Sarah laughed more and said, "My husband has fond memories of that birthday party where we all had too much to drink, and we went skinny dipping in your pool. Your jugs put my little bean bags to shame."
"You have lovely well-shaped breasts," Carol said and looked sympathetic. Her demeanor changed, and she said playfully, "If we're making comparisons, I recall your husband's schlong was quite large...larger than my dear husband's."
Sarah laughed and said, "Shlomo isn't tall and he's bald, but he is well endowed and knows how to satisfy his wife!"
^^^
After work, Dylan went home to the apartment he shared with his live-in girlfriend, Dakota. He unlocked the door and stepped inside. His girlfriend was in front of the refrigerator. She hollered, "Hi, Honey. I am getting a beer. Want one?"
"Yes. Please."
