The men all pretnded that dancing topless was a perfectly natural way for people to behave, but they couldn't quite pull it off. Over the time they all danced, every man got at least one good look at every woman's tits.
Anne kept her eyes closed as she waved her arms and legs to the beat. Her body language said, okay, if you need to look, lookl richest woman's bare boobies, I get it, but, if it's all the same to you, I'm just going to enjoy these precious moments of joy and freedom.
The breasts of Abby, Alison and Cathy all looked more or less the same, breasts the size and shape of apples. It was their upper bodies that were different. Cathy's body was pear shaped, thin on top, larger and flabbier around the waist. Alison kept her body rail thin, which only made her breasts stand out that much more. Abby, their mother, had a larger, flabbier, more pale torso altogether. Her first couple of minutes with her top off, Abby tried to cover every part of her upper body with her hands all at once.
Cathy arched her back to show everyone that she was getting prepared to not care whether anyone saw her tits or not, whether anyone saw her naked or not. Chuck smiled at that as, both sweaty and topless, they danced side by side.
Alison and Winston danced face to face, and, as they did, Alison asked her husband with her eyes, do you mind? Is it all right with you that your wife will probably wind up naked in front of everybody?
And Winston answered with his eyes, I have no problem with that at all. I love the fact that you're enjoying yourself.
Malika and Niki circled each other while they danced.
"I feel sorry for Abby," Niki said. "She looks so embarrassed."
"I like Anne's aura," Malika said.
Myanna felt the exact opposite of modest about her boobs. She flopped them around like trained animals in a circus while she danced. With her body language, she screamed, Look! Aren't my breasts just the greatest things ever?
"Twenty bucks says she's the first one to get completely naked," Chuck said. "I mean, among the women."