Harry yelped more in surprise than pain as someone tromped on the toes of his Oxfords. The kitchen was so noisy with a dozen simultaneous conversations that no one particularly noticed his cry. It took him a moment to spot his attacker, but when he looked down he discovered an astonishing sight.
The first thing he noticed was the impressive swell of exposed breasts. It wasn’t that they were all that uncovered, they were just very…impressive. Ah yes, his lawyerly finesse with words. Sad. But it was hard to be completely coherent when faced with such an exceptional view. Then he forced himself to focus on the owner’s face.
“Becky!” He ignored her smirk that said she knew exactly where his attention had first landed and gave her quick hug that she returned after a moment. “It’s like old hom
