Nobody likes a trip to the dentist, but at least mine has a delightfully perky, tanned, young receptionist and an ideal setup for the occasional downblouse. I'm standing at the counter, she's seated at the computer below, wearing a professional-but-far-from-conservative dress with a scooped neckline. And to my pleasure, she has to reach forward and lean down multiple times to grab a pen, access the printer, etc. No nipple this time, but enough deep cleavage to bring a (newly shined) toothy grin to my face!
