Friday 11th November – Black dress without underwear

Today I have a dentist appointment at midday, so I’ve taken the morning off and won’t be expected in work until about 2.00pm this afternoon.

I quite like to dress quite smartly for the dentist. So today I’ve chosen a ‘just above the knee length’ dress. It’s black and made of lovely fine woollen fabric and is unlined. I’m wearing it with sheer black hold-ups but no other underwear.

Whilst it’s not in any way a revealing dress, it’s even got long sleeves, I think it’s quite a sexy dress as I think you can reasonably easily tell I’m braless (my boobs move quite freely under the fabric and it does little to hide a nipple show) and it feels nice to be commando under such nice, thin fabric. I’m risking it a bit and leaving my knickers off from the start, even though I’ll be doing an hour or so’s driving before I get to the office.

Still not 100% confident about what I wear in this job, so I’ve got a cardigan I’ll be putting on when I get to the office.

Tuesday 1st November – Hold-up’s without knickers

Wore a dark red, knee length skirt today. Wore it with sheer black hold-ups and low heeled boots. It’s lined so I was happy to go without knickers from the start of the day.

I wore a black polo-neck top and thought it best I wore a bra – which I did.

Monday 31st October – Commando and braless in work

Wore my light grey high waisted trousers today. Very fitted and quite tight with the zip at the side. Husband loves me to wear these trousers and he thinks they clearly show when I’m going commando as knickers would be so obvious; and he’s right.  On the odd occasion I’ve worn them with knickers, the cut of the trousers and the thin fabric makes even the thinnest, most discrete underwear visible. So I must have been feeling quite brave this morning when I made the decision to wear them for work; especially in this place.

Also, today I left my bra off. I wore a shirt with a black cropped jumper – so all very discrete. Even so, it was quite a nice for me as it was one of the few times I’ve gone without any underwear in this job.

Saturday 29th October – Tights without knickers and flashing my legs

It was a cold, wet day and we were going out to meet a couple of friends for lunch. I wore a silky button-through dress with just sheer tights.

I had considered going for hold-ups but thought the tights would be better. Mainly because the dress is made of very thin fabric and it would have been difficult to go without knickers all day; particularly as I’d be sitting down for long periods. Also, wearing tights made it easier to leave more buttons open and flash lots of leg. Which I thoroughly enjoyed.

Monday 24th October – Hold-up’s without knickers

It was the dark green button-through dress today. Went for hold-ups without knickers. Well without for most of the day. I wore them for the drive and took them off at about 11 o’clock and went without for the rest of the day. As I mostly do in work these days, I felt I needed to wear a bra.

While I was in work, I kept the buttons fastened to the bottom with the intention of avoiding flashing stocking tops too overtly while I was in the office. Instead I undid the third one up which was roughly level with the stocking top - I’ve done this lots of times before. It gives a nice, occasional glimpse as I move about. I like it because I’m not really in control of who sees what and when they see it. The gaps between the buttons is quite wide on this dress too and so it worked very well today I think.

Although no one said anything, I did catch a couple of people glancing down, presumably seeing what was underneath. I wonder what they’re saying behind my back?

Saturday 8th October – Out and about in Manchester without underwear

Spent much of the day in Manchester with Husband. I wore a just above the knee length, grey woollen dress with black opaque hold-ups and no other underwear.

Although the dress is easily long enough to cover everything when I’m walking around, it’s fairly certain I’d have flashed a stocking top on more than one occasion while we were out. Particularly true when I tried (and bought) some new shoes. 

Friday 7th October – Suspender bumps again

Decided to go for stockings and suspenders again today. I wore them with a just above the knee length dark green skirt. The skirt isn’t particularly tight, but still gave a lovely subtle hint of my suspenders. Which I thought was nice and I enjoyed the thought of people seeing them. The stockings were a nice sheer black.

The skirt is lined at the back, so I had no difficulty going without knickers for the entire day. In fact, I didn’t even wear any for the drive in to work.

On top, I wore a black cotton shirt and I didn’t go braless today. 

Thursday 6th October – Stockings and suspenders today

I’ve been wearing trousers for the last couple of days and although I’ve been going commando, there’s no way anyone would know. Also, as I’ve been wearing tee-shirts, I’ve been wearing a bra too; so nothing to report.

However, today I needed to treat myself, so I wore stockings and suspenders. Knee length skirt, no big splits or anything, but there was the occasional suspender bump on show and took my knickers off at lunchtime, so that was quite nice. 

Monday 3rd October – Comfortably braless in work today

Knee length black skirt with sheer black tights without knickers and high-heeled court shoes. On top I went for a white cotton shirt with a black v-neck jumper on top. Although Husband said he could tell I wasn’t wearing a bra, but he’s an expert at spotting bralessness, I felt it was subtle enough to go for it. So the bra stayed in the draw at home and I spent the day in work nice and braless. I’m pleased to report that although I’m pretty sure it was noticed by a couple of people, no one batted an eyelid. Which is nice.

Sunday 2nd October – Out to lunch in the Peak District

Long red woollen skirt, orange cashmere jumper, no underwear. Glorious day.

Saturday 1st October – Cashmere never fails me

Did a bit of local shopping this morning then over to Manchester for a few coffees with a friend in the afternoon.

I wore jeans and a tee shirt in the morning but changed in to a skirt and one of my cashmere jumpers for the afternoon. The skirt was a nice dark grey woollen one, quite short, but nothing special. I wore black opaque tights with no other underwear.

Braless with the cashmere jumper as usual and, as usual, it felt wonderful. It was cold a wet and I left my jacket open for most of the time as I walked around town.

The cashmere knit allowed the chill air to get through and I was kept very aware of my body moving beneath my jumper. My nipples were standing out like football stood for most of the day and the feeling of them moving gently against the soft cashmere was really lovely. A very enjoyable day for me and my little hobby.

Friday 30th September – Button-through dress with suspender bumps

Wore my green button-through dress today. Leaving just one button undone, I chose to wear stockings and suspenders (first time in a long time I’ve worn suspenders).

The stockings were sheer flesh coloured and the dress is just tight enough to gently and subtly show my suspender bumps occasionally as I move around. The dress is made of quite thin fabric so, taking no chances, I wore knickers today.

For the time being I’ve decided not to go braless with anything that’s obvious until I get to know people a little better.

Friday 23rd September - Braless for the first time in my new job

A month or so ago I started a new job. Last Friday the quite a few of us went out for a few drinks after work for one of the girl’s birthday. Most seemed to be planning to make a night of it so most of the girls got changed before they left the office.

At about 4.00 o’clock, I changed in to a shortish black skirt and a cream cashmere polo-neck top. Trying not to think about it too much, I whipped my bra off and threw it in my bag. As you probably know, the fact is that I wouldn’t usually wear a bra with a cashmere top but this is a new place and I hadn’t tested the “braless” water yet. This company is much smaller than any previous job, we’re all in one room (in a large building with many other occupants) and there’s no hiding from anyone. Until that day, I hadn’t worn anything at all remotely controversial.

Before leaving the loo, I checked myself in the mirror and thought I looked OK and went back in to the office.

The way two of the lads reacted (there’s only four lads in the company) it was as if I’d walked in the room naked with a traffic cone on my head. At first I thought something had happened and it took me a few seconds to work out what was going on and, well, it was me.

My initial thought was that it was the short skirt, then I realised it was the fact that I was braless. Oh dear. What could I do? Go and put it back on? Brave it out? In all the years I’ve been going braless, this was the first time I’ve ever experienced such a childish reaction. They’d brought everyone’s attention to me and I was feeling very uncomfortable. At first I was completely embarrassed, but that emotion soon turned to anger.

Just who did they think they were? And what right did they think they had to react in such a way and so openly. After a short time, they seemed to get over it, besides, there was no chance I was ever going to put my bra back on that night.

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Tuesday 15th March – Same dress as yesterday, but without underwear

It’s rare I wear the same thing for work two days on the trot. But today was one of those days. I wore the same dress as I wore yesterday. However, today, the only thing I had on under the dress was a pair of sheer, black hold-ups. I chose to wear my high heeled black court shoes. I did this for a reason.

I’ve mentioned many times before that it can be difficult to keep the thrill of being without underwear and wearing underwear and taking it off helps with this. It’s particularly true if for example, I wear tight knickers (as I did yesterday) as not only am I well aware I’m wearing them, but they also leave a very pronounced VPL and therefore they’re very noticeable for those around me. This means that when I’m not wearing them, people should be able to tell; or at least be left wondering.

So, in addition to the dress feeling much, much better without anything on under it, and the lovely feeling of my body moving against the fabric, that’s why I wore the same dress twice on the hop.

Monday 14th March – Bra and knickers

Today I wore a dress. One of my business style dresses. For the first time in ages and ages, I not only wore both a bra and knickers, but a matching set. I wore them with hold ups.

A few times during the day I considered taking my underwear off, but I was too busy and didn’t get round to it.

Saturday 12th March – Getting changed in the restaurant

The restaurants were all very busy and the first few we tried had too long a wait for a table. In the end, we decided on Zizzi. We got our table and ordered a bottle of wine, which was going to be mostly mine, as Husband was diving. After a chink of glasses and a sip of wine, I set off to the toilets to change into the dress.

The toilets were lovely and clean which was a great benefit, and I whipped my top off and put the dress over my head. Stepping out of my skirt, doing my best not to let it touch the floor I was soon pulling the new dress down over my hips. I’d bought a pair of tights to put on in case I didn’t fancy going commando in such a thin dress in a situation when I’d be sitting for quite a long time. Feeling brave and quite excited, I didn’t bother with the tights and went completely naked under the dress.

Taking my Dr. Martens and socks off, I slipped in the new shoes I’d bought to go with the dress. The socks had made marks around my ankles, but they’d soon be gone I thought.

Stepping out of the cubicle, I topped my lippy up and headed back to the table. Nipples doing their stuff and me doing mine by walking as confidently as I could to the table in my brand new naked dress. In the corner of my eye I caught a few people giving me a double take and Husband was almost ecstatic as he told me just how obvious my lack of underwear was. I was feeling very pleased with myself.

When the time to leave came, I was keen that Husband checked the back of the dress. If it was marked, I’d planned to tie my jacket round my waist for the walk out of the restaurant and back to the car. As it happened, all was well.

This naked dress is much more practical that the other one and I’m sure I’ll get much more opportunity to wear it.

Saturday 12th March – A new naked dress

Husband was off again which is quite unusual for a Saturday so we decided we wouldn’t waste the time and we’d go for a drive somewhere and have a nice lunch. We ended up in Leeds.

I was wearing one of my long skirts, a cashmere jumper with a denim jacket and my Dr. Martens with white ankle socks. I wore no underwear and hadn’t even thought to throw any in my bag so when we ended up in the shops and husband was trying to by me a dress he liked, I was in a bit of an awkward position, but one I’ve found myself in many times before.

In the changing room I took my top off and pulled the dress over my head before I dropped the skirt to the floor. The dress was light green (in case you hadn’t noticed, I like green), about knee length with long sleeves, a v-neck and very thin and very fitted.

The dress I’d taken in to the changing room was too tight and it took a little time to work it down over my hips. Looking at myself in the mirror, I thought “Oh my god, you look so obviously naked under this” and without thinking about it anymore (in case I chickened out, I went to the entrance of the changing rooms so my husband could see what it looked like and ask him to get me the next size up.

Standing waiting for him, my nipples doing their football stud impersonation and the dress so tight across my hips feeling like everyone in the place had noticed me and my lack of underwear, it felt like he was away for ages. Eventually he came back and I tried that one on and it was much better. Still tight enough yet much more comfortable and practical. Which was great because Husband planned that I’d be wearing it for the evening when we went out for tea.

Monday 7th March – Suspender bumps in tight dress

The day started with a client visit. So as usual, I went to work a bit smarter than I do if I’m staying in the office. I’d picked a fairly new dress and matching jacket; all very business-like. The dress is lined so I was relaxed about going without knickers from the start of the day. In fact, it was only when I was trying to find somewhere to park near the client’s office that I realised I didn’t even have any spare knickers in my bag – always a perilous state of affairs.

I decided that the dress was just about right for me to go for stockings with suspenders instead of the usual hold-ups. Lose enough to give just a slight hint of the suspended fastenings as I walked about and tight enough to show the bumps quite overtly if I stood in such a way as to pull the dress taught across my thighs. Which was something I found myself trying to do all day long.

Just in case anyone is wondering, I left my bra off today.

Sunday 6th March – Side boob in a very thin, clingy dress

Husband was off today and we’d planned to do a big tidy up in the house. With no plans to go out, I put one of my long dresses on. Made from very thing fabric, it clings to wherever it touches and leaves no doubt about what underwear I might or might not have on. Today, I was naked under the dress. However, it was pretty chilly so I wore a sweat shirt on top for a while taking it off every now and then if I got a bit too hot.

It also has nice deep arm holes and what I think they used to call a “muscle back”. Basically, this means that it’s very low at the sides and can easily show side boob – particularly if I lean forward slightly.

One of Husband’s colleagues called round with something for him. I saw him parking and, even though it was a bit cold, I whipped the sweat shirt and opened the door to him in just the dress. He introduced himself to me, and I to him. He came in and followed me through to the kitchen while I put the kettle on to make us all a coffee. There’s no way I can be 100% certain, but I’m pretty sure he will have got a view of my side boob. He said nothing (I wouldn’t have expected him to) and next thing Husband came in to the kitchen and they went off in to the living room.

I took the coffees in to them and went upstairs and left them to it and wondering what he must have thought of me.