Wednesday 18th July – night out with the girls

I came out of the bathroom to find my husband lying on the bed wanting to talk to me and watch me get dressed to go out with the girls. I took my black button-through dress out of the wardrobe and put it on, leaving it open while I pottered around doing my hair and make-up.

Braless and bare legged

I was going bare legged and so I took a pair of my silky boy shorts out of the draw and slipped them on and started to fasten the dress. I didn’t put a bra on and left the top buttons open to just below the level of my boobs which would give the odd glimpse of nipple to those in the right position.

 As I sort of expected, my husband asked me why was wasn’t going commando as I often do. I told him that I sometimes like to wear knickers and with this dress I was hopeful I’d be able to give a few flashes of the dark red silk. He was suitably convinced and I put my shoes on and he gave me a lift to Whetherspoons where I was meeting the others.

They were already there, upstairs sitting at one of the high tables with 2 bottles of wine. They’d kept a chair for me and luckily it was on the end.  With the buttons of my dress undone pretty much to the top of my leg, as I climbed on to the high chair I let the dress fall completely open. I pulled the right side over covering the top of my thighs but leaving the side of my left leg nicely exposed up to the very top of my thigh. I caught lots of people sneaking looks at my legs.

We went to an Indian just across the road which we’d been told was good but was terrible and so couldn’t wait to get out and back in to Whetherspoons.

Back in the pub

The pub was quite quiet when we got back and we managed to get the same table as earlier. We got two more bottles and I perched on the same chair as I had done earlier. There were four couples on another table and I’d noticed that all four lads had clocked my leg show.

It was the perfect opportunity for me to flash my knickers to them. I told the girls I was off to the loo and twisted my body round as I parted my legs slightly and slid off the chair placing my left foot on the floor, pausing half on, half off the chair with my hips facing square on  in the direction of the lads while I made some comment to the girls not to drink my wine. I was pretty certain I’d managed to pull it off and the lads on the other table had caught a great view of my sexy red silk knickers.

My husband loved it when I told him about showing my knickers and we ended up making love as soon as we got home before I’d even taken my dress off.

And here I am now writing this with him snoring his head off upstairs.