Standing in the warm shower my mind wandering somewhat, I
ended up playing with myself and brought myself to a lovely, gentle orgasm
which improved my mood enormously.
Although it was only a few hours on a Sunday in the
Trafford Centre where most people would probably be wearing jeans I wanted to
do a bit more and have some fun. First I thought of going completely naked
under the black button-through dress; but I’m forever wearing that dress. Then my
mustard trousers (which Husband says look amazing without knickers) and going braless
with flimsy top of some sort. I even considered my ‘naked’ dress with flat
flip-flop style shoes.
In the end I went for the button-through skirt I’d almost
forgotten I’d bought a few weeks ago. Bare legged; because I wanted to show
loads of thigh and stocking swould have been over the top for that. Without knickers;
because I wanted to.
I wore a very thin top with a tie front that I’d
originally bought to wear over a bikini top but today I wore nothing under it.
It’s pretty much completely see-through which meant I’d probably have to keep
my jacket on, but that was OK; there’d be opportunities at some point during
the day.
Black flat boots, make-up and off I went.
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