A couple of years ago, we went to a wedding in Carden Park in Cheshire. It’s a big hotel with a golf course and is really a very nice place. The wedding didn't have a daytime reception as such, just a big carvery for around 150 people at about 6.30pm.
We’d all got to the hotel from the church and were being served drinks and nibbles out in front of the hotel in the garden while the bride and groom were off getting the photos taken. We didn't really know many people but stood talking to a group of couples who did know each other.
During the day, I was wearing a long salmon coloured dress. Quite fitted and made of the sort of fabric that forms itself to my body quite noticeably. I wasn't wearing any knickers under it, but I did have a bra on. Although the dress looks and feels great to wear without a bra, I wasn't sure who’d be at the wedding and I didn't want to risk looking over the top for a church service. The bra I was wearing was one of those that’s supposed to be very discreet but in real life it was really quite visible under this dress.
Eventually, after what seemed like ages, we were told that the food would be ready in about an hour. We’d already had quite a lot to drink and as we were all staying at the hotel, we and the others in our little group decided we’d go to our rooms have a bit of a freshen up.
I’d always planned to wear the same dress for the evening so didn't have anything to change in to. We had plenty of time and so I got a shower and redid my make-up. After a short consideration, I put my dress back on without a bra. I’d only worn it twice before, on both occasions without a bra. However, the other times I’d worn it with tights without knickers. So this was the first time I’d worn it out without any underwear at all.
Personally, I thought the dress looked fantastic without underwear. The colour made it look more revealing than it actually was. With a high neck line and ¾ sleeves it didn't show any flesh at all. What made it revealing was the smoothness, the lack of any evidence of underwear. It certainly felt great, but before we left the room I checked to see what Husband thought. He was OK with it and said that the dress looked really good but I needed to appreciate that it was quite obvious that I wasn't wearing anything under it. I was OK with that but just in case I felt I needed to cover up at any time over the evening, I took a wrap with me when we went over to the function suite. I popped a thong in to my hand bag just in case I needed them and off we went.
Notes on my day to day life as an exhibitionist. In this blog I describe what I like to wear and how it makes me feel. I also describe how I sometimes like to subtly show my body to strangers and how I enjoy being looked at. In many ways, I suppose you could say I'm sort of a fetishist and really enjoy the feel and experience of going without underwear.
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In these situations does no-one ever give your bottom a subtle stroke, just to let you know that they've noticed? Or maybe your back, where the bra strap would be, were you wearing one..
ReplyDeleteI like the story of the lad at work commenting on how good you looked on Thursday night. What did you wear today?