I took off work a bit early Friday so we could get an early start. I was excited like a kid in a candy store. Walking into the bedroom I saw the suitcase laying open and several articles of clothing laying there. I had made my choices before leaving for work so my clothes were already placed in the suitcase. Dawn was standing in front of the closet rifling through clothes trying to make a decision.
She knew I was there but kept her attention on the clothes before her. I came up behind her and hugged her close pressing into her back. Dawn sighed and leaned back against me, molding her little body into mine. She would reach into the closet and pull out a dress or top asking my thoughts. Each time I would say no, not sexy enough, or no not revealing enough. Resignedly she would place the article back on the rack. I did give my assent to one dress and a blouse. Tossing them on the bed I told her to also bring the black mini we purchased on our last outing. Dawn fished the mini from the closet and compliantly put it in the suitcase.
The black dress I had chosen was a favorite of mine but Dawn rarely wore it out afraid of what others would think if they saw her in it. It hugged her hips and waist nicely showing off her figure. It also had a kind of scooped neck with gathered material. It was very respectable until she leaned forward. It seemed the further Dawn would lean forward the more the dress would pull away from her. Once before going out she had leaned forward with that dress on and I could see clear through to the top of her frilly panties. I don't think she had ever caught on how much it could potentially show of her. Her main concern had always been the hem length. This dress ended only a few inches above her knees when she stood but sitting it seemed to display most of her shapely thighs.
If we had been going out for a night on the local town I would have expected her to protest. Instead Dawn quietly folded the dress and placed it in the suitcase. The blouse was the same thin black and gray striped blouse my wife had worn on our last trip. Again, without any protest she placed it also in the suitcase. I glanced in the suitcase and pulled out two bras tucked into a corner. I asked her what she thought those were for. Dawn replied she thought she should wear them during the daytime. I relented and told her she could bring one bra only and I was going to choose which it would be.
I opened her lingerie drawer and rummaged through it until I found the one I was looking for. Because Dawn's little nipples are always sticking out hard she always wears thick padded bras. But she has one thin silky white bra I had bought her from Victoria's Secret. The bottom third of each cup is smooth and silky, slightly reinforced to thrust the breasts up. The upper 2/3 of the cup is semi transparent with a white floral pattern. Without the floral pattern breaking up the material expanse there would be a perfectly clear exposure of each breast. As it was, in the right light, any lucky admirer would clearly see most of my wife's tits.
The only times I ever saw her wearing it was around the house while all her other bras were in the wash. I reasoned if Dawn was wearing a thin top her little nips would stand up poking through it as if she wasn't wearing any bra. And of course if a guy got to see down her top, all the better!
I turned to face my little wife and held the filmy bra up telling her this was the only bra she would wear this weekend. Dawn's face furrowed in worry but she remained quiet. I then gave her a choice of what to wear on our trip out. She could either wear the gray top with the black stripes with or without the bra. Dawn hesitated before speaking and I was not surprised she chose the bra/top combination. Tossing the bra on the bed I said it was fine with me, zipped the suitcase closed and proceeded to take it to the car.
Returning to the bedroom I found the adjoining bathroom door closed. Figuring Dawn was in there I sat on the bed patiently waiting on her. A few minutes later Dawn opened the door. She immediately began protesting she could not wear the bra with the top. My eyes were already glued on her chest and I understood her concern.
Since the bra is white and the top is gray with black stripes it was easy to see the bra contrasting with the thin top's material. It made it look like my wife was trying to draw attention to her breasts, even more so than if she had been braless. I again reiterated my wife's choices of wear that bra or go braless.
Dawn sighed and pulled the top over her head dumping it on the bed. She reached behind her and unsnapping the bra shrugged out of it and threw it on the bed. She then grabbed the gray top and pulled it back in place on her tight little body. She turned to the dresser and combed her hair in place before turning back to face me. Dawn asked me what I thought?
I really enjoyed the sight before me. My petite wife's little firm breasts were proudly pushing against the thin dark material. My wife stood there as I slowly walked around her to see her body from all angles before standing in front of her. I turned her toward the mirror and told her to look closely at her breasts. Dawn's face reddened for it was plain her breasts were unfettered. They had a slight droop and though covered the always hard little nips were tenting the top. When she started to whine about her breasts being prominently displayed I assured her they were not. I reasoned she felt that way because she knew she was braless. Anyone making a casual glance would not notice, the dark stripes broke up the gray expanse and her tits are not overly large to draw extra attention. I turned her sideways to the mirror and told her to look at herself. A little "oh!" escaped my wife's lips. From a side view it was much easier to see one of her little nips tenting the blouse material. The breast was clearly outlined.
Dawn asked if there was any way she could wear a jacket or something to cover herself during daylight hours. My reply was she could bring her gray dress jacket but had to take it off any time I told her to. Relief flooded across her face as she reached into the closet for the jacket. I also told her it would cost her a blowjob in the car on the trip.
Dawn's face turned white as she heard the words. She protested she could never be seen doing anything like that. Sex acts had to be saved for the bedroom. I countered we would be on the interstate and no one would see. She asked what if someone saw us? I replied with "So what?" If we don't know the driver and will never see them again, who cares?" All that mattered was her and me pleasing each other. It was now time to go. Dawn put the jacket on, effectively blocking my view of her gorgeous upper body and we headed out the door.
It was a clear sunny summer afternoon as we headed east on the highway to the big city. We chatted a bit catching up with each others' lives. Going slightly over the speed limit kept our car out of the pack behind us. Setting the cruise I told Dawn it was time for her to remove the jacket. As she did so I powered my seat back to its furthest rearward position. Dawn noticed what I had done and knew what was expected of her. She glanced downward at my crotch and could see my semi-hard cock beginning to swell in anticipation.
"Go ahead and release it." I told her. She furtively looked around to see if any cars were close enough to see what was about to happened. But I had already checked and the closest car was at least 1/2 mile away and none closing in on us. Dawn reached her dainty little hand out and after several attempts was able to fish my cock out of my pants. Though not fully hard yet it was beginning to stand on its own, waiting for some oral delight.
