Last month I bought a new summer dress I thought was real pretty. It was black with thin shoulder straps and it had little flowers all over it and buttoned all the way up the front and rode about 6-inches above my knees. The only thing wrong with it was that it was slightly sheer. I haven't worn or owned slips in years and ended up having buying a black one for the dress. I wore the dress that Friday night out to dinner with my husband, Mike. He liked it, it was short but not too short and said I should wear it often.
A couple weeks later I had the chance to wear it again. My husband's office was having a retirement party for the owner after 40 years in the business and his eldest son was taking over. Mike and I had been I a frisky mood playing grab ass around the house and yard all Saturday afternoon. I surprised him when wore just a thin white tank-top and my red string bikini underwear as I helped him wash the car in the driveway that afternoon, of course he just had to get my shirt wet so my tits would show through but then again, but then I was hoping he would. That evening, after my shower, when I got dressed, I purposely did not put on any underwear, except the slip. I was planning on teasing him all night. I'm glad it was a breezy night because it was so warm outside in the large backyard at the owner's house where the party/barbeque was held.
The breeze made it bearable because that slip kept sticking to me. I told my husband about the slip sticking to me and he told me to just go to the bathroom and take it off. I told him I really couldn't do that because even since the dress was dark colored, the dress was so thin that people might be able to see though it. He asked me what I had on under it. I smiled and gave him a kiss on the cheek and said "nothing!" He smiled and placed his hands on hip and slowly slid it around saying it was naughty girl and he loved it when I dressed like this. I had never gone without underwear until my husband talked me into it a couple years after we were married. Now I seem to be doing more and more often, much to his pleasure and lately mine.
It was around 9pm when we decided to leave. I had enough if that sticking slip and told my hubby that I needed to go to the little girls room before we left. I removed the slip and checked how much could be seen in the mirror. It wasn't to bad, but it was see-thru and decided I couldn't walk out like that in front of all my husbands' friends and co-workers. So I slipped the slip back up but left the straps down off my shoulders so I could slide it down easier when I got to the car. You should have seen Mike's face when I did a little shimmy dance in front of him and the slip fell to my ankles. I picked it up and tossed it to him. He smiled and walked up to me and kissed me as he grabbed my ass and squeezed. I love having my ass squeezed and he knows it. As he rubbed my ass, he said he loved it when I went commando and wished I would do it more often. I told him I would consider it if he treated me like this every time I did it. He stepped back and told me to turn around slowly. I did and he said as dark as it was he couldn't see anything though the dress.
After we got in the car, I noticed we weren't heading for home and asked were he was going. He smiled and said to 'Roxanne's'. Roxanne's is a nice bar and dance club across town. We've been there a couple times and have enjoyed ourselves. I knew what his answer would be when I as asked if he wanted me to go in like this. I'm not much of an exhibitionist but I have done a little bit. I've worn some very short dresses knowing I would be flashing my panties when I danced with him and he loved it. The sex was always great when we got home. That is one reason I enjoy showing off for him once in awhile, THE SEX!
I had hardly ever gone braless or intentionally showed my panties or tits before we married. But in the five years we've been married, I have found myself beginning to enjoy the looks from the unknown men. Mike started by getting me to go out braless for him before we were married. I liked the way it turned him on and I enjoyed getting him excited. Plus I like him playing with my tits and being braless made it easier. He liked to see my nipples hard and often pinched my nipples in public, which I secretly enjoyed him doing. He finally got me to wear my thin white t-shirts braless in public, which I quickly found out I enjoyed. My nipples got so hard when I seen some guy noticing my lack of a bra and my nipples showing though the shirt. I now often go out braless, with Mike and by myself. He got me wearing thinner and thinner shirts out in public braless and I enjoyed it. I knew people could see the dark circles of my aureola through the shirt and I enjoyed the double takes and stares I got. It always got me worked up and I usually ended up screwing Mike as soon as we got home, or and I ended up masturbating when I got home when Mike wasn't there. If he was he got attacked.
I bought myself a sheer black blouse on the spur of the moment one day and a short black flare skirt to go with it one day. When I got home I modeled it, braless of course for Mike. He loved it of course. Mike talked me into wearing it out Saturday night. A person could easily see both my breast through the shirt. I wore that shirt, the short black skirt and white bikini panties that night. Mike asked me to wear the white panties because it would make my ass more noticeable when he spun me around on the dance floor. I had a lot of fun that night. That was as closest to being topless in public I have even been. I also enjoyed knowing people were seeing my panties as we danced. I know Mike enjoyed it because he had a hard-on all night. I know because I had my hands rubbing that bulge all night, well he started it by groping my tits in public. Oh my, I discovered just how much I liked it when people watched him as he fondled my tits in public that night.
