Tuesday 11th November – Tights without knickers

Sheer black tights without knickers with black, flat heeled boots today. Wearing one of my button-through dresses I didn’t wear any other underwear. Leaving enough buttons undone to flash all of my thigh as I walked or when the dress fell open when I sat.

Although I haven’t worn a bra, I decided not to leave buttons open today.

It was really quite windy and my dress was blowing open all the way back to the car and even though I was freezing, I just let it blow about. Besides, I’m not sure having it fastened would have made me any warmer.

Monday 10th November – Leather top not such a good idea for work

Just got in from work and I've seldom been so pleased to get changed. The leather top was completely the wrong top to wear for work. Not so much to do with the fact that when I’d been wearing it for a few hours it looked like a sort of spray-on latex top - I think it must have been my body heat that caused it to meld itself to my body. Not even that I felt that I needed to keep my jacket on all day because it just looked wrong in work. The main reason it was a mistake is that it was so uncomfortable to wear for a long time - hot and sticky. It would have been better if the inside of the leather part was lined.

Also, the people in the office must have thought it was strange, me sitting in my jacket all day. I was tempted to go out a lunchtime to buy something else, but put up with it in the end.

It will probably be OK on a night out, but sitting at a desk all day it’s not so good and I won’t be wearing it for work again.

Monday 10th November – Braless in a leather top

Well, not real leather, but a very nice, soft imitation leather. I bought it on Saturday. It’s only the front panel that’s made of the black leather, the rest is made from a grey stretch fabric which makes the top rather tight fitting. It feels great and looks fantastic.

I was actually in two minds whether it was suitable for work as I actually bought it thinking it would be good to wear on a night out – which it will. Also, it doesn't hide my bralessness one bit as it forms itself nicely to my shape and even a soft nipple shows through a little. I can always pull the old ‘I’m going out straight from work’ trick if I fell the need.

Today I’m wearing it with black trousers and a denim jacket. I think it’ll look fantastic with my short red skirt and boots. But probably not for work I’d say. Anyway, I’m off to work now, let’s see how I get on today.

Thursday 6th November – Legs on show at Cheshire Oaks

Off work today and I’d just been wearing jeans and a tee shirt since I got up, but at about lunchtime I got changed in an effort to get myself in the mood to do something. I decided to go to Cheshire Oaks for a look round the shops.

I put one of my cashmere jumpers on and a shortish black, button-through canvas skirt. I was going to wear tights but in the end went bare legged with knee high flat heeled boots.

On the drive to Ellesmere Port there was a traffic jam and I had a van in the lane on my left for ages as we edged along the road until the traffic cleared. This was good for me as if I caught the driver looking over in to my car once, I caught him 100 times. Although I only had one button undone, because the skirt was relatively short, I was showing a serious amount of leg. I was wearing a pair of red knickers which I am certain he would have seen. The only reason I’d put knickers on was that I was thinking of trying to find a new pair of jeans and don’t like trying trousers on without underwear.

As it happens, I did buy a new pair of jeans and after I’d tried the jeans on, I slipped my knickers off in the changing room and put them in my bag. I stayed in Cheshire Oaks for probably another hour or so and had a coffee sitting in the outside bit of Starbucks. Legs crossed, reading a magazine pretending to be oblivious that I was showing pretty much the entire length of my thigh.

The drive home was less exciting and no van drivers got as long a look at my legs as on the way there. But there’ll always be another chance and I’ll make sure I’m not wearing knickers next time.