Saturday 1st March – jeans without knickers and braless in cashmere

A very cold morning today and Husband was working so I’d decided to hang round the house during the day and we’d go to the pub for tea and a few drinks late in the afternoon when he got home. The heating had gone off by the time I woke up, so I ran down stairs, switched it on and went back to bed to wait for the house to warm up a bit.

During the day I wore black opaque tights with a short, stretchy black skirt and a black polo neck jumper. Although I intended staying in, I ended up making a quick trip to Morrisons. Even though it was a nice bright, sunny afternoon it was still pretty cold.  Even so I didn't put a coat on and quite enjoyed the walk from the car to the shop.  My boobs moving nicely under my top and I was hoping my nipples were looking good.

Planning to be ready for when Husband got home I got my second shower of the day well before he was due.  As we were only going to the pub, there was no opportunity to dress up particularly, and I was planning to wear jeans and one of my cashmere jumpers which I think I've become known for in work; sort of my trademark.

I’d already put the top on (but was naked from the waist down) while I did my make-up. The jeans were freshly washed (I have to wash my jeans a lot because of my habit of not wearing underwear) and as I always do, I enjoyed the feeling of pulling them on and sensation as they pull firmly between my legs and between my buttocks.  I pulled them up hard against myself for a few seconds while I fastened them forcing the seam against my most delicate parts.  It felt amazing and is a feeling I never fail to enjoy.

I was ready, jeans and braless under a cream coloured cashmere jumper. Husband was impressed.