"Don't hide it... I've already noticed your eyes fixed on my cleavage." I felt his gaze slide, disguised, but always returning to my cleavage. I pretended not to notice at first, but each time our eyes met, his embarrassment only amused me more. I leaned in purposefully, making it clear I knew the effect I was having. I smirked and thought: it's not my smile that holds you... it's what I let slip through my cleavage.