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.
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