Friday 10th August – legs and more on show at Carlucci’s

With the weather being so nice and with my new dress on there was no way I wanted to stay in the office at lunchtime.

I didn’t bother with a jacket and the walk from the office to Spinningfields was just completely joyous. I was very aware of being braless and could feel my boobs jiggling and bouncing slightly even with the support the dress gave them. Also, even though it was lovely and warm my nipples were giving a nice subtle show too.

I arrived at Carlucci’s and got myself a latte and found a table close to the windows. This dress doesn’t need much encouragement to ride up and as soon as I sat down it was half way up my thigh. Simply crossing my legs made it ride even higher up my bare thighs. Feeling more excited than self-conscious, I made no attempt to adjust it, and got my book out of my bag and attempted to read for a while; all the time hoping my legs were being noticed by people.

I was hoping I was going to be brave enough to go for the ultimate exposure and then a group of four took a table not far from me (3 men, 1 woman) and I knew I just had do it. I took my time with my coffee and when I was ready I moved myself round so my knees faced the other table uncrossed my legs and then twisted the top half of my body round to pick my handbag up off the chair which was now almost behind me. As I did this I 'inadvertently' parted my knees about 12 inches giving those on the table a great view up my dress.  I’m also quite sure that because I was sitting in such a well lit place with massive windows they’ll have had a very clear view.

I know for certain the woman saw me and I’m 90% sure that one of the blokes got an eyeful too.

Then I stood, straightened my dress and walked back to the office know exactly what I’d done and knowing I had a great story to tell my husband.

Friday 10th August - new dress, no underwear

Got up early this morning and it looked like it was going to be a beautiful day. I decided to wear the new floral dress I bought the other day. Quite sort in so far as it’s a few inches above the knee, made from lovely white, yellow and light grey silky fabric and gloriously tight. As soon as I fastened the side zip and felt it hug my body I knew I was going to enjoy wearing this dress.

I was quite pleased when my husband told me that I’d have to avoid standing against the light as the dress was thin enough to show the silhouette of my legs through it. I see that on other women quite a lot and just love it.

I didn’t even consider wearing a bra (the dress is just far too nice to spoil it with a bra) but because other than when I tried it on I’d never worn the dress before and I realised it might have been a little bit over the top for work I’d put a pair of flesh coloured knickers on. But even though they were supposed to be very discrete there was a VPL across my stomach so I wriggled the dress up my thighs and over my hips and took them off.

The walk from the car park was just fantastic and the feeling of being braless and my boobs moving but being slightly restrained by the dress was amazing. And the joy of wearing skirts and dresses without knickers at work never goes away for me and this dress being quite tight across my thighs and the feeling of the air between my legs had me feeling on top of the world.

Once I got the office almost everyone commented on my appearance and I felt it necessary to say I was going out straight from work to explain why I was dressed as I was. It was quite obvious I was braless and I'm certain that most people would have been able to tell I was comamdo too.

Although the day I was aware that I was being looked at and the wonderful feeling of being naked under dress stayed with me.

This dress is my new favourite. It’s a dress I never want to wear underwear with.   

At lunchtime I went out for a coffee and will write about that in a separate blog entry.

Wednesday 8th August - off work feeling daring

Off work until Friday.

I'm feeling quite daring today so thinking of going to the Trafford Centre for a mooch. See what trouble I can cause there.

Monday 6th August – flashing my stocking tops in work

It’s not something I wear very often, but I’d really enjoyed wearing stockings on Saturday while I was in Manchester. So I was quite pleased when I saw that the weather looked a bit dodgy this morning. So I was pleased to be able to wear stockings with the skirt I’d bought on Saturday.

At first I put knickers on but once I had the skirt on I just felt like I wanted to go further so took them off and put them in my bag. These days, my knickers spend more time in my hand bag than they do on my body!

Although two buttons left open was enough to show stocking top when I was sitting in the car, I needed to leave three buttons undone to show any stocking top as I walked.

I counted about 10 or 12 people that noticed me as a walked from the car park through Spinningfields and to the office. The feeling of the slightly chilly air around the tops of my thighs was really quite fantastic and most enjoyable.

By the time I got to the office I was feeling so sexy and brave that I left the three buttons open all day. Although I’m behind a desk most of the time, I found lots of reasons to walk round the office and other than almost laughable non-attempts to maintain my modesty I was flashing leg all day long.

Saturday 4th August – new skirt for work

I’d been looking for a new button through skirt for work and found the perfect one in Debenhams. Slim fitting (lovely and tight) pencil skirt that comes to about 4 inches above my knee; so quite short for me really. This skirt will give me plenty new opportunities to show my legs in work. In fact, I’ve got a trip to Birmingham again next week and it could be the ideal thing to wear.

Saturday 4th August – Manchester fun

Couldn’t go commando this morning.  I had sex before I left the house and was pretty sure I’d end up getting messy if I did. I’d actually got ready and when I showed my husband what I was wearing and he saw that I wasn't wearing any knickers with stockings one thing lead to another and 15 minutes later I ended  up having to get ready all over again!

The weather was a bit on the crap side so I wore my shortish dark red skirt with sheer black hold-up stockings and black low heeled boots. Braless under a close fitting black shirt which I left unbuttoned enough to make it clear to all I wasn’t wearing a bra. Black denim jacket.

Once I’d parked up, the first thing I did is go and have a coffee in Costa at the top of Market Street near Piccadilly. I managed to get one of my favourite seats on the high chairs in the window. I climbed up on to the chair, hoping that by crossing my legs I’d be giving a show of at least the stocking top and hopefully a glimpse of skin above.

Friday 3rd August – braless but no fun

Grey trousers and braless with a white cotton wrap over top. No real opportunities today but I’m planning on a trip to Manchester tomorrow for a bit of shopping and bit of fun.

Probably going to go bare legged with my short red skirt and the black vest top I had the trouble with in work the other day. I’ll see what I feel like in the morning.

Thursday 2nd August – summer dress no underwear

It was great weather this morning so I wore a light weight linen dress to work. I went braless and was happy to leave my knickers off too; although I did put a pair in my hand bag. The walk from the car park to the office was fabulous and the feel of my naked body moving under the dress was wonderful. The movement of my boobs and the feeling of my dress blowing against my thighs as I walked was fantastic.

By about 10am I unfortunately, with all the stimulation of being naked under my dress I became wet (if you know what I mean) and I started to feel a little uncomfortable. I had no real option and decided I’d have to put my knickers on. Feeling unbelievably brave, I managed to slip them on while still sitting at my desk.

I’m pretty sure no one in the office saw me, but I’ve no idea if anyone was watching me from outside as my desk is right next to the almost full length window.

Wednesday 1st August - Why I like to go braless

I love going braless and started leaving my bra off when I was a teenager. Although I’m lucky to have nice boobs now, in those days, even if I say so myself, I had perfect 34 B boobs.  If I was wearing a strappy tee shirt or a halter top I just left my bra off; didn’t give it too much thought really. At first I pretty much always wore one for work and then one weekend I got terrible sunburn on my shoulders and wore a tee shirt without a bra to work. Nothing was said.

Braless – feels more dressed up

On more and more occasions I started to leave my bra off. If I was wearing a nice dress for example, I didn't like the straps showing and spoiling the look and I always thought the shape of my boobs was better when I was braless. Gradually I wore bras less and less and eventually I almost never wore one when I went out but still generally wore one for work. I suppose I’d say that I felt much more dressed up when I was braless.

It’s also true that no man ever objected to it and one boy friend in particular was obsessed with me because I went braless and he bought me loads of clothes that he wanted me to wear. All kinds of tight fitting tops made from thin fabric that left nothing to the imagination. Over time I became braver and braver and since then I’ve been happy to be braless with pretty much anything.

Going to work braless

In the last few years, since I’ve become a bit of an exhibitionist, I really get off on being braless and getting noticed and often go out of my way make sure people see me. In particular, going to work without a bra gives me a massive thrill.

Subtly is the key to the way I like to expose myself; I’d never just ‘flash my tits’. It’s all about the right choice of clothes and retaining a business like appearance.

Although I’m not one of the bosses, I do have some responsibilities which means I attend quite a lot of meetings and have a few visitors to my office which gives me some nice opportunities to indulge my little hobby.

Wednesday 1st August – braless with erect nipples

Didn’t need my knickers and remained commando in work all day long. Also, I enjoyed being braless around the office with the nice subtle attention it brought me.

On the way to the car I popped a couple of buttons and walked through the streets with my jacket over my arm. It was a bit on the chilli side so I’m sure I’d have been giving a good nipple show.

Wednesday 1st August – commando in work today

Half day so not in work until 1.00 pm this afternoon. Wearing a nice tight black skirt, bare legs and my knickers are in my hand bag just in case I feel I need them later.

After yesterday I’m slightly less ambitious but I’m still determined to go braless and so I’m wearing a close fitting blouse which gives me some small element of support even if it’s quite prone to showing nipples.  Also, if at some point during the day I feel brave, I can simply pop a button open and its game on.

Tuesday 31st July – Braless in work

To work in a tight red skirt, black opaque tights (no knickers) with high heeled shinny court shoes. On top I went braless in a black vest top with shoe string straps.

Early on in the day I went to the loo and then to make myself a cup of tea and I was aware that pretty much everyone in the place gave me a double take when I walked past them. I think the main problem with that top is that it gives no support whatsoever so there was a great deal of movement, if you know what I mean.

Although I like to be noticed and I’m sure the people in work know I go braless almost all the time I’m not keen on being too over the top. So from then on, for the rest of the day, whenever I left my desk I put my jacket on because, although when I left the house I thought it would be OK, the reaction I got from the people in work told me it was just a little too revealing for the office.  

Sunday 29th July – bought a new dress today

Saw a dress in American Apparel in Manchester on Sunday and just had to have it. Flesh coloured, thin fabric, quite short and if I ever actually wear it to go out it’ll be the shorted dress I have ever worn.

When I got home I tried it on for my husband and he’s bet me I’ll never go out wearing it without underwear.

Saturday 28th July – the new car

We went to pick my husband’s new car up on Saturday afternoon. I drove him to dealer in Southport and on the way I managed to talk him in to letting me drive the new car home.

The way I’d convinced him to let me drive it was partly because I was wearing my black button through dress and I’d promised him and give a nice leg show in the showroom; and he’s a sucker for that. As a special treat for him I even slipped my knickers off in the car park outside the showroom laughed at him as I threw them in his face.

Buttons undone as high as I dared and enough buttons open at the top to make it apparent I was braless to those who saw me from the right angle I walked confidently into the showroom, my dress opening to show a leg with every step giving me a terrific feeling of excitement.

We did the paperwork and he told the salesman that he had to go and I was driving the car away. I went outside and sat in the driver’s seat looking round the car. Like I always do with this dress, I twisted it round slightly and pulled the right side over to cover the tops of my thighs and expose the whole length of the side of my left thigh. When the salesman got in the car I acted like I was trying to cover my leg but in fact just made it ‘worse’ and ended up with my entire left leg on show, not just the side. As he told me about all the switches and stuff I made the odd effort to cover my leg and failed every time.

As I got out of the car unavoidably I opened my legs wide and for a second or two my dress fell completely open exposing both legs and possibly the salesman got a quick view of the ‘interesting bit’ between my thighs – I’ll never know whether he did or not.

On the drive home, I spread the dress quite wide open with both legs on show hoping that lorry and tall four-wheel drive car drivers would get to see me.  For my own benefit I also undid a couple more of the top buttons which meant the dress was effectively open almost down to my waist.

Just a shame there was no one there to see.