The weather was beautiful today so I went to work bare legged wearing my ‘just above the knee length’ pencil skirt; the one with the long vent at the back. I like this one because it’s very smart and even though it’s tight around my hips it’s still very businesslike but from the back I only have to lean forward slightly and expose a lot leg. If I lean too far forward, my husband has told me my knickers can be seen quite easily; it’s a good skirt. In some ways it was a bit too warm to go commando sitting in work all day long (you girls will understand) so I was wearing a pair of white silky boy shorts.
I didn’t put a bra on today and the top I wore was a short, flimsy linen blouse which I wore with a white cardigan which I could fasten across my boobs when I needed a little cover to maintain my modesty.
About an hour before I was due to leave it was nice and quiet in the office so I took the opportunity and slipped my knickers off and put them in my bag. Spot on 5 o'clock I was walking out of the office. The heat outside hit me as left building and a few hundred metres along the road I took my little cardigan off and draped it over my bag. Now with the feeling of my boobs jiggling and swaying under my shirt somehow made me feel strong and powerful.
My boobs didn’t go un-noticed on the 10 minute walked to the car park.
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