My name is Patti; I'm a 32 yr. old mother of two girls and my husband is a 35 yr. old Baptist Preacher in rural north-western Florida. We've been married 7 years and still have sex frequently. When we were young and dating, Gerald (my husband) never complained about my short dresses, 4 to 6 inches above the knee usually, but now that I am a preacher's wife he doesn't like for me to wear them in public where some one that knows us might see me. Out of town thought he still like for me to wear them short.
What he doesn't know is that lately I've discovered and have found I enjoy going without underwear. It all started accidentally about a year ago. We had gone out to dinner with another couple from church. I hadn't felt that good when we left home and about half way through the meal I had to make a quick run to the lady's restroom. I didn't quite make it and ended up soiling my underwear a little and since I didn't have a clean pair to put on, and I sure wasn't going to put those nasty pair back on, I decided to go without any for the first time in my life. I'm lucky I had worn slacks instead of a skirt that night.
It felt weird being in public without underwear on but surprisingly in a short time I actually forgot about it. I didn't think about being pantyless again until I undressed after we got home. Gerald was in the kitchen so I was undressing alone. I quickly put on another pair and put on my nightshirt. I never told him.
The next day I had planned on planting some new flowers in the backyard. Gerald had already left as I started to get dressed. I had planned on wearing and old t-shirt and shorts to get dirty and sweaty in. I normally go braless around the house and thought nothing of it as I slid on the old yellow t-shirt and as I grabbed some underwear to put on under the old jean cut-offs, I remembered going pantyless last night and thought to myself that there was no need to get my underwear dirty and sweaty also so I dropped them back into the panty drawer. I pulled on those old tight jean cut-offs and noticed how different they felt without panties. I kind of liked it.
I was just finishing up my planting when Gerald got home. It had been very warm working in the sunny backyard. I was soaked with sweat and my yellow t-shirt looked as if I had been soaked with a water hose. Gerald made the comment he was glad I was in the backyard and not the front because my t-shirt was practically see-thru. I looked down and my nipples were very noticeable thru the shirt. I smiled at Gerald and shook them at him saying, "What's wrong honey? I thought you liked looking at them." He said he did but that I was outside and someone might see them. I thought to myself, "What's happened to him? He's become an old fuddy-duddy. I'm in my own totally fenced in backyard and nobody can see me. I could be naked back here and nobody would know."
He told me I needed to clean up because we were to meet with the 'Henderson's' in about 2 hours. As I undressed to shower, once again I was surprised to notice I had completely forgotten I was pantyless. I liked it and decided to do it more often. During my shower I was thinking what to wear since it was so warm outside, I decide to wear a loose summer dress and sandals, I also thought I would try and go pantyless again just to see how it would feel. I would take along a pair in my purse to put on if I need.
I put on a turquoise string top summer dress with just a strapless bra underneath. The dress fell just below my knees I felt safe so I continued on. No one knew of my lack of panties, even Gerald, I knew he would not approve so I decide to not tell him. I completely enjoyed the feel of freedom from and the naughtiness of no panties and decided that would be doing this a lot more often. I still did wear underwear to church a while longer but now go without there too. But I didn't know how often I would be pantyless back then. I rarely wear any now-a-days. I even started going braless in public when not with Gerald. When I go out on my on all I usually wear is just a dress.
