I had a very uncomfortable 5th grade parent/teacher conference. It was on a teacher work day and the kids all had off. The busty teacher showed up in a VERY low cut blouse and a tight short skirt. Then she ushered me over to sit at a comically short table in comically short chairs and talked to me about my daughter for 20mins or so. All the while her DDs were straining the very lite fabric of her blouse. Her legs are tightly together but if she doesn't keep them clamped its going to be a show. She had to know this, because she would occasionally bend over the table to point something out on a paper or turn to get papers on the desk behind her and her legs would splay.
I'm a good boy, so I just stared at the top of her head, kept my distance and GTFO. I have no idea what she wanted to talk about, I didn't hear a thing. I called my wife and told her she had to go to all future meetings, because I wasn't going to anywhere near "Chesty McSugar tits" again.
The wife laughed, until she went to the next parent teacher conference. She called me on the way home and said "holy shit! You weren't joking!"