Another throwback story #1
On this evening out with my new future wife that I had been dating for about two or three months, we decided to go downtown to Wet Willie's to do a little partying with her friends from work. Three guy friends who worked with her for a year or so at a large commercial nursery.
A little back story, she was a friend of my past wife who left way too soon. I always had an excuse to talk to her, I had known her sister-in-law since High School. We had worked together and she taught me to ride horses back in the day.
She was an adorable thirty-two-year-old that always got carded thinking she was more like eighteen, a cute little redhead, with a face like a wood nymph, a nice round redhead ass, and dancer thighs with small boobs. She had gotten married to move out of her parent's house fresh out of high school. But once married he turned extremely jealous of how she dressed. He was constantly complaining and trying to control, which her drove her away. Her escape at the time was teaching dance, tap, jazz, and twirling. But soon after her divorce, she had to give that up to work a real job and pay bills.
She and my wife at the time used to ride horses together, share tequila out of Mt Dew soda bottles on the trail, and dance together with the live bands playing on the organized trail rides around the southeast.
She also knew I liked to show off my past wife. So when I asked her out that fact didn't seem to deter her. There was something about her I couldn't figure out at the time, she had a bit of a wild side about her that I had yet to learn about.
I loved that she always wore her very short mini skirts to work, on dates, when we were out shopping, almost everywhere she went. At that time she also wore padded bras, she wasn't overly blessed but still had a nice handful which I enjoyed playing with. But once out at clubs and she was having fun showing off, drinking, and dancing it seemed easy to talk her out of her bra. She liked the stretchy lite tank tops and spaghetti string tops she would pick up in the little girls' sections of the clothing stores.
The evening I am describing I talked her out of wearing a bra, it was a warm summer evening so it wasn't too difficult, she liked to wear as little as possible so she wouldn't get too hot dancing.
Even more incredible she didn't own any panties, she had given up panties in her sophomore year of high school, she just didn't like wearing them. Always bunched up and didn't like the string up her ass.
Knowing she wasn't wearing panties under her tiny snug tube-type skirts always seemed even more daring as her hips always worked them shorter.
That night we had met her friends at the mall and rode together in her Firebird to go downtown to a bar called Wet Willie's.
She was getting attention from her friends, the guy checking IDs at the door and the college guys inside. They too seemed to enjoy her barely dressed in her very short mini skirt and thin top that molded around her small breast and allowed her always hard nipples to protrude. We were able to get a table closer to the dance floor than the long bar lined with slushy machines.
She had finished up her first Rum Icee and was working on mine when I went and her another.
When I finally got back she was out dancing with one of her friends. I like the other two watched in awe as her tight skirt rode up showing off her ass cheeks a bit. I kept waiting for her to pull it down and hoping for more exposure knowing what was under it.
Seems they were too, they too knew ahead of time never wore panties. She was a bit reckless at work, even those she worked in sales, she would spend time in the greenhouses helping and learning. Never afraid or too shy to climb a ladder to hang baskets on the racks. Or crawl under a counter to fix IT cables.
When the song ended they returned quite giggly and she plopped down in her chair between me and another of her friends.
When I looked down through the glass top table I saw she hadn't pulled her skirt down. So did they, giving us all a clear view of her shaved pussy. With her legs together all we could see was her little slit.
