Friday 11th November – Black dress without underwear

Today I have a dentist appointment at midday, so I’ve taken the morning off and won’t be expected in work until about 2.00pm this afternoon.

I quite like to dress quite smartly for the dentist. So today I’ve chosen a ‘just above the knee length’ dress. It’s black and made of lovely fine woollen fabric and is unlined. I’m wearing it with sheer black hold-ups but no other underwear.

Whilst it’s not in any way a revealing dress, it’s even got long sleeves, I think it’s quite a sexy dress as I think you can reasonably easily tell I’m braless (my boobs move quite freely under the fabric and it does little to hide a nipple show) and it feels nice to be commando under such nice, thin fabric. I’m risking it a bit and leaving my knickers off from the start, even though I’ll be doing an hour or so’s driving before I get to the office.

Still not 100% confident about what I wear in this job, so I’ve got a cardigan I’ll be putting on when I get to the office.

Tuesday 1st November – Hold-up’s without knickers

Wore a dark red, knee length skirt today. Wore it with sheer black hold-ups and low heeled boots. It’s lined so I was happy to go without knickers from the start of the day.

I wore a black polo-neck top and thought it best I wore a bra – which I did.

Monday 31st October – Commando and braless in work

Wore my light grey high waisted trousers today. Very fitted and quite tight with the zip at the side. Husband loves me to wear these trousers and he thinks they clearly show when I’m going commando as knickers would be so obvious; and he’s right.  On the odd occasion I’ve worn them with knickers, the cut of the trousers and the thin fabric makes even the thinnest, most discrete underwear visible. So I must have been feeling quite brave this morning when I made the decision to wear them for work; especially in this place.

Also, today I left my bra off. I wore a shirt with a black cropped jumper – so all very discrete. Even so, it was quite a nice for me as it was one of the few times I’ve gone without any underwear in this job.

Saturday 29th October – Tights without knickers and flashing my legs

It was a cold, wet day and we were going out to meet a couple of friends for lunch. I wore a silky button-through dress with just sheer tights.

I had considered going for hold-ups but thought the tights would be better. Mainly because the dress is made of very thin fabric and it would have been difficult to go without knickers all day; particularly as I’d be sitting down for long periods. Also, wearing tights made it easier to leave more buttons open and flash lots of leg. Which I thoroughly enjoyed.

Monday 24th October – Hold-up’s without knickers

It was the dark green button-through dress today. Went for hold-ups without knickers. Well without for most of the day. I wore them for the drive and took them off at about 11 o’clock and went without for the rest of the day. As I mostly do in work these days, I felt I needed to wear a bra.

While I was in work, I kept the buttons fastened to the bottom with the intention of avoiding flashing stocking tops too overtly while I was in the office. Instead I undid the third one up which was roughly level with the stocking top - I’ve done this lots of times before. It gives a nice, occasional glimpse as I move about. I like it because I’m not really in control of who sees what and when they see it. The gaps between the buttons is quite wide on this dress too and so it worked very well today I think.

Although no one said anything, I did catch a couple of people glancing down, presumably seeing what was underneath. I wonder what they’re saying behind my back?

Saturday 8th October – Out and about in Manchester without underwear

Spent much of the day in Manchester with Husband. I wore a just above the knee length, grey woollen dress with black opaque hold-ups and no other underwear.

Although the dress is easily long enough to cover everything when I’m walking around, it’s fairly certain I’d have flashed a stocking top on more than one occasion while we were out. Particularly true when I tried (and bought) some new shoes. 

Friday 7th October – Suspender bumps again

Decided to go for stockings and suspenders again today. I wore them with a just above the knee length dark green skirt. The skirt isn’t particularly tight, but still gave a lovely subtle hint of my suspenders. Which I thought was nice and I enjoyed the thought of people seeing them. The stockings were a nice sheer black.

The skirt is lined at the back, so I had no difficulty going without knickers for the entire day. In fact, I didn’t even wear any for the drive in to work.

On top, I wore a black cotton shirt and I didn’t go braless today. 

Thursday 6th October – Stockings and suspenders today

I’ve been wearing trousers for the last couple of days and although I’ve been going commando, there’s no way anyone would know. Also, as I’ve been wearing tee-shirts, I’ve been wearing a bra too; so nothing to report.

However, today I needed to treat myself, so I wore stockings and suspenders. Knee length skirt, no big splits or anything, but there was the occasional suspender bump on show and took my knickers off at lunchtime, so that was quite nice. 

Monday 3rd October – Comfortably braless in work today

Knee length black skirt with sheer black tights without knickers and high-heeled court shoes. On top I went for a white cotton shirt with a black v-neck jumper on top. Although Husband said he could tell I wasn’t wearing a bra, but he’s an expert at spotting bralessness, I felt it was subtle enough to go for it. So the bra stayed in the draw at home and I spent the day in work nice and braless. I’m pleased to report that although I’m pretty sure it was noticed by a couple of people, no one batted an eyelid. Which is nice.

Sunday 2nd October – Out to lunch in the Peak District

Long red woollen skirt, orange cashmere jumper, no underwear. Glorious day.

Saturday 1st October – Cashmere never fails me

Did a bit of local shopping this morning then over to Manchester for a few coffees with a friend in the afternoon.

I wore jeans and a tee shirt in the morning but changed in to a skirt and one of my cashmere jumpers for the afternoon. The skirt was a nice dark grey woollen one, quite short, but nothing special. I wore black opaque tights with no other underwear.

Braless with the cashmere jumper as usual and, as usual, it felt wonderful. It was cold a wet and I left my jacket open for most of the time as I walked around town.

The cashmere knit allowed the chill air to get through and I was kept very aware of my body moving beneath my jumper. My nipples were standing out like football stood for most of the day and the feeling of them moving gently against the soft cashmere was really lovely. A very enjoyable day for me and my little hobby.

Friday 30th September – Button-through dress with suspender bumps

Wore my green button-through dress today. Leaving just one button undone, I chose to wear stockings and suspenders (first time in a long time I’ve worn suspenders).

The stockings were sheer flesh coloured and the dress is just tight enough to gently and subtly show my suspender bumps occasionally as I move around. The dress is made of quite thin fabric so, taking no chances, I wore knickers today.

For the time being I’ve decided not to go braless with anything that’s obvious until I get to know people a little better.

Friday 23rd September - Braless for the first time in my new job

A month or so ago I started a new job. Last Friday the quite a few of us went out for a few drinks after work for one of the girl’s birthday. Most seemed to be planning to make a night of it so most of the girls got changed before they left the office.

At about 4.00 o’clock, I changed in to a shortish black skirt and a cream cashmere polo-neck top. Trying not to think about it too much, I whipped my bra off and threw it in my bag. As you probably know, the fact is that I wouldn’t usually wear a bra with a cashmere top but this is a new place and I hadn’t tested the “braless” water yet. This company is much smaller than any previous job, we’re all in one room (in a large building with many other occupants) and there’s no hiding from anyone. Until that day, I hadn’t worn anything at all remotely controversial.

Before leaving the loo, I checked myself in the mirror and thought I looked OK and went back in to the office.

The way two of the lads reacted (there’s only four lads in the company) it was as if I’d walked in the room naked with a traffic cone on my head. At first I thought something had happened and it took me a few seconds to work out what was going on and, well, it was me.

My initial thought was that it was the short skirt, then I realised it was the fact that I was braless. Oh dear. What could I do? Go and put it back on? Brave it out? In all the years I’ve been going braless, this was the first time I’ve ever experienced such a childish reaction. They’d brought everyone’s attention to me and I was feeling very uncomfortable. At first I was completely embarrassed, but that emotion soon turned to anger.

Just who did they think they were? And what right did they think they had to react in such a way and so openly. After a short time, they seemed to get over it, besides, there was no chance I was ever going to put my bra back on that night.

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Tuesday 15th March – Same dress as yesterday, but without underwear

It’s rare I wear the same thing for work two days on the trot. But today was one of those days. I wore the same dress as I wore yesterday. However, today, the only thing I had on under the dress was a pair of sheer, black hold-ups. I chose to wear my high heeled black court shoes. I did this for a reason.

I’ve mentioned many times before that it can be difficult to keep the thrill of being without underwear and wearing underwear and taking it off helps with this. It’s particularly true if for example, I wear tight knickers (as I did yesterday) as not only am I well aware I’m wearing them, but they also leave a very pronounced VPL and therefore they’re very noticeable for those around me. This means that when I’m not wearing them, people should be able to tell; or at least be left wondering.

So, in addition to the dress feeling much, much better without anything on under it, and the lovely feeling of my body moving against the fabric, that’s why I wore the same dress twice on the hop.

Monday 14th March – Bra and knickers

Today I wore a dress. One of my business style dresses. For the first time in ages and ages, I not only wore both a bra and knickers, but a matching set. I wore them with hold ups.

A few times during the day I considered taking my underwear off, but I was too busy and didn’t get round to it.

Saturday 12th March – Getting changed in the restaurant

The restaurants were all very busy and the first few we tried had too long a wait for a table. In the end, we decided on Zizzi. We got our table and ordered a bottle of wine, which was going to be mostly mine, as Husband was diving. After a chink of glasses and a sip of wine, I set off to the toilets to change into the dress.

The toilets were lovely and clean which was a great benefit, and I whipped my top off and put the dress over my head. Stepping out of my skirt, doing my best not to let it touch the floor I was soon pulling the new dress down over my hips. I’d bought a pair of tights to put on in case I didn’t fancy going commando in such a thin dress in a situation when I’d be sitting for quite a long time. Feeling brave and quite excited, I didn’t bother with the tights and went completely naked under the dress.

Taking my Dr. Martens and socks off, I slipped in the new shoes I’d bought to go with the dress. The socks had made marks around my ankles, but they’d soon be gone I thought.

Stepping out of the cubicle, I topped my lippy up and headed back to the table. Nipples doing their stuff and me doing mine by walking as confidently as I could to the table in my brand new naked dress. In the corner of my eye I caught a few people giving me a double take and Husband was almost ecstatic as he told me just how obvious my lack of underwear was. I was feeling very pleased with myself.

When the time to leave came, I was keen that Husband checked the back of the dress. If it was marked, I’d planned to tie my jacket round my waist for the walk out of the restaurant and back to the car. As it happened, all was well.

This naked dress is much more practical that the other one and I’m sure I’ll get much more opportunity to wear it.

Saturday 12th March – A new naked dress

Husband was off again which is quite unusual for a Saturday so we decided we wouldn’t waste the time and we’d go for a drive somewhere and have a nice lunch. We ended up in Leeds.

I was wearing one of my long skirts, a cashmere jumper with a denim jacket and my Dr. Martens with white ankle socks. I wore no underwear and hadn’t even thought to throw any in my bag so when we ended up in the shops and husband was trying to by me a dress he liked, I was in a bit of an awkward position, but one I’ve found myself in many times before.

In the changing room I took my top off and pulled the dress over my head before I dropped the skirt to the floor. The dress was light green (in case you hadn’t noticed, I like green), about knee length with long sleeves, a v-neck and very thin and very fitted.

The dress I’d taken in to the changing room was too tight and it took a little time to work it down over my hips. Looking at myself in the mirror, I thought “Oh my god, you look so obviously naked under this” and without thinking about it anymore (in case I chickened out, I went to the entrance of the changing rooms so my husband could see what it looked like and ask him to get me the next size up.

Standing waiting for him, my nipples doing their football stud impersonation and the dress so tight across my hips feeling like everyone in the place had noticed me and my lack of underwear, it felt like he was away for ages. Eventually he came back and I tried that one on and it was much better. Still tight enough yet much more comfortable and practical. Which was great because Husband planned that I’d be wearing it for the evening when we went out for tea.

Monday 7th March – Suspender bumps in tight dress

The day started with a client visit. So as usual, I went to work a bit smarter than I do if I’m staying in the office. I’d picked a fairly new dress and matching jacket; all very business-like. The dress is lined so I was relaxed about going without knickers from the start of the day. In fact, it was only when I was trying to find somewhere to park near the client’s office that I realised I didn’t even have any spare knickers in my bag – always a perilous state of affairs.

I decided that the dress was just about right for me to go for stockings with suspenders instead of the usual hold-ups. Lose enough to give just a slight hint of the suspended fastenings as I walked about and tight enough to show the bumps quite overtly if I stood in such a way as to pull the dress taught across my thighs. Which was something I found myself trying to do all day long.

Just in case anyone is wondering, I left my bra off today.

Sunday 6th March – Side boob in a very thin, clingy dress

Husband was off today and we’d planned to do a big tidy up in the house. With no plans to go out, I put one of my long dresses on. Made from very thing fabric, it clings to wherever it touches and leaves no doubt about what underwear I might or might not have on. Today, I was naked under the dress. However, it was pretty chilly so I wore a sweat shirt on top for a while taking it off every now and then if I got a bit too hot.

It also has nice deep arm holes and what I think they used to call a “muscle back”. Basically, this means that it’s very low at the sides and can easily show side boob – particularly if I lean forward slightly.

One of Husband’s colleagues called round with something for him. I saw him parking and, even though it was a bit cold, I whipped the sweat shirt and opened the door to him in just the dress. He introduced himself to me, and I to him. He came in and followed me through to the kitchen while I put the kettle on to make us all a coffee. There’s no way I can be 100% certain, but I’m pretty sure he will have got a view of my side boob. He said nothing (I wouldn’t have expected him to) and next thing Husband came in to the kitchen and they went off in to the living room.

I took the coffees in to them and went upstairs and left them to it and wondering what he must have thought of me.

Saturday 5th March – Major leg show in Costa

I’d arrived in Manchester over an hour early to meet a friend for lunch because. Early, because I wanted to call in to the bank. It was freezing and so I went straight to Costa. I got myself and coffee, found a seat and sent my friend a text telling her to meet my there.

I was clothes shopping and so I wore one of my button-through dresses. They’re easy to get on and off, in fact I don’t even need to take it off completely to try trousers and skirts on. Which is very convenient. Under the dress I wore only a pair of sheer, black tights – no other underwear. Of course I wore a warm, woolen coat.

In Costa, I managed to get a seat towards the back were people would pass me to get to the loo. I already had three buttons undone, I had done from leaving the house, which allowed the dress to fall completely open and show my leg right to the top of my thigh when I sat. I pulled the right hand half of the dress over the top my thigh, leaving the left side hanging down.

I do this often as I like to think it looks like I think I’ve got myself covered. Obviously, I know very well I haven’t. I sat drinking the coffee and reading my Kindle, hoping that people were getting to see my leg. I’m pretty sure they must have.

Friday 4th March – Going commando and without a bra in cashmere

Although it had been on the weather forecast, I was still a little more than surprised by the snow this morning. I ditched my original idea of wearing one of the button-through dresses and chose to wear grey trousers and one of my cashmere jumpers.

Recently, I’ve been wearing underwear quite often for work. One day last week I even wore my mustard trousers with proper knickers. The knickers produced a major VPL and I’d actually intended to take them off at some point in the day, but in the end it didn’t happen.

Anyway, today I went commando. I was wearing cashmere, so there was never going to be a bra was there! The jumper was yellow and one of the thicker ones I have, so even though I’m aware my nipples made several impressive appearances throughout the day, I felt quite comfortable to leave my jacket off while I was walking round the office.

There’s no support from cashmere so there was always a nice amount of movement under my jumper which was nice and served to keep on reminding me of my braless state.

Sunday 24th January – Braless in Tescos with nipple show

Husband was working. So for most of the day I just mooched about the house, putting off the time I’d have to go to the supermarket.

I wasn’t really interested enough to get dressed properly and had pulled a pair of leggings on, a tee shirt and a cardigan. Before I left the house to go to Tesco, I took my leggings off and put one of my long woolen skirts on - no need for knickers – and I wore ankle socks and my Dr. Martens. I didn’t change the tee shirt and even risked running from the car in to the shop without my jacket. It was freezing and, if it wasn’t for this blog I wouldn’t have done it; I'd have worn a jacket. I only did it so I could talk about it on here.

It goes without saying that I gave a nipple show to be proud of; talk about football studs. From the corner of my eye I saw that loads of people looked at me – seemed to be mostly women I would say – and my nipples were showing through strongly the whole time I was in the shop.

Just for fun I purposely chose a till manned by a fella. He was a complete gentleman and he hardly ever looked at my boobs – other than the 500 times I caught him that is. It was so funny and most enjoyable.

On the way home I called in to Morrisons to get petrol, and once again braved the cold without my jacket when I filled up. The petrol station was quite busy and I waited until a bloke I’d seen going in the shop to pay was on his way out before I made my way from the car to the shop myself. He clearly noticed and I caught his eye as he looked away pretending he wasn’t looking at me. I enjoyed that too.

Friday 22nd January – Flashing my stocking tops and more

A full day in the office for me. I wore a black button-through dress today. Other than my hold-up’s I wore no underwear. I felt great wearing it as, for some unknown reason, it’s one of those items of clothing that doesn’t let me forget I have no underwear on. Possibly it’s because it’s made out of quite heavy weight cotton, a bit like gabardine I’d say. So think it’s that my body moves against it a bit – particularly my boobs.

From the time I left home, I had enough buttons undone to show a nice amount of leg and more than a few flashes of the tops of my hold-ups as I moved around.

Husband was working late and I was in no rush to go home. So after leaving the office I called in to the Trafford Centre to have a look round. Nothing particularly caught my eye and I bought nothing.
Feeling a little deflated, I stopped for a coffee and read my Kindle for a while. I had quite a nice seat and I popped one more button open and left my dress to fall open (I made a weak attempt to act as if I didn’t know) revealing my leg right to the top.

Obviously my stocking tops, and my thigh above, were on show. Several people obviously noticed and, from the corner of my eye, I saw a number of people, relating what they saw to the people they were with. I haven’t done this sort of thing so blatantly for ages.

I left the extra button undone for the walk back to the car hoping I wasn’t showing anything more than leg.

Wednesday 20th January – I need to buy more suspenders

I only have one suspender belt and after years of avoiding them and going for hold-ups, I have started to quite enjoy wearing stockings and suspenders, so think I need to get myself some more. That could be a job for Saturday.

Having said that, today, I ended up back to wearing hold-up’s; this time with a dress. The hold-up’s, sheer black ones, were the only thing I wore under the dress. It felt really nice.

I was out and about for much of the day and the dress is one of my smartest business style dresses and has a matching jacket. I thoroughly enjoyed my day without underwear.

Tuesday 19th January – Stockings and suspenders again

I wore stockings and suspenders again today. This time with a dress and this time I left my knickers off. For the second day on the trot, I made the decision to wear a bra.

This dress isn’t as good as the skirt for showing the suspender bumps, but there’s enough of a hint of them on the occasions its pulled tight across my thighs.

Monday 18th January – Suspender bumps with a nice new skirt

Wore quite a long skirt today. Well below the knee. I bought it on Saturday. It’s dark green, un-lined and made from a nice, fine wool fabric. I decided to wear this skirt specially because I like the way it shows my suspender bumps. I’d worn it for a short time on Sunday with stockings and suspenders and thought it was just right. I considered leaving my knickers off, but in the end I wore a pair of my favourite boy shorts. The lines they left were easily visible through the skirt, but I think that’s OK every now and then.

My top was a black polo neck with which I wore a bra.

Friday 15th January – Out straight from work in a clingy dress

Although we weren’t going anywhere special, and I could have just gone in what I was wearing, I got changed in work to meet up with Husband and a couple for friends after work.

I’d been wearing trousers and a shirt and jumper all day in work and at the end of the day I nipped to the loo and changed in to a nice dress. Just about knee length and made from lovely, slightly shiny fabric that clings to my legs. The clinginess is made a bit worse by the static caused by my tights. Other than the tights (five denier, sheer black) I wore nothing else under the dress. I wore it with my black, high heeled court shoes.

It’s one of those dresses that I like to wear because it’s not in any way revealing in so far as it doesn’t show any flesh and it’s not at all tight, but the way it touches my body is very revealing in its own way. No possibility I could hide the fact that I’m braless (not that I often want to hide that fact) and knickers, if I had any on, would definitely cause a VPL.

By the time I went back in to the office, most people had left. The boss was still there talking to two of the lads and I went over to them to say goodnight. They asked me where I was going and told me that I’d be freezing. They were right.

Monday 11th January – Going commando in work

I dragged my mustard trousers out for their umpteenth outing today. From the start of the day I was without knickers. I’d considered putting some on halfway through the day and had a pair in my bag. In the end I didn’t bother with that and stayed commando all day.

For the first time in ages, I wore a bra. No particular reason.

Sunday 10th January – No underwear with a long skirt

We were having lunch in Mobberley with a couple for friends. It was only a pub, so not an opportunity to dress up. I went for a long red woolen skirt (under which I wore nothing) and a black polo neck cashmere jumper. Obviously, I was braless.

Only me and Husband knew I was without underwear and that does no harm every now and then.

Saturday 9th January – Leg show in Manchester

Husband was still lying in bed when I was up and getting ready to go out to meet a friend in Manchester. I’d pulled on a new pair of sheer black tights and put my high heeled boots on before any other clothing and was standing at the mirror putting my make-up on. After all these years he still loves to see me in tights without knickers and I knew I was teasing him by walking round in just tights and high heeled boots. He was trying to tempt me back in to bed but I was having none of it. I had a train to catch.

Make-up all sorted, I picked a nice thin cashmere polo neck, a pale yellow one, and teased Husband once more by making sure he knew I was braless and once I’d managed to find the shortish black, button-through skirt I wanted to wear, I grabbed my coat and forced him out of bed to give me a lift to the station.

It was too cold for me to take my coat off on the train, but with two buttons undone, I was showing my legs to the max. I left the buttons undone for the day as I walked around the shops, had coffees and lunch.

Friday 8th January – Braless in a fitted shirt

Today I’m commando with my smart grey trousers and braless with a black fitted shirt. Because the trousers are quite long I have to wear high shoes with them and even though my feet were freezing when I was outside I chose to wear some nice strappy heels – not really suitable for work if I’m honest.

The shirt is quite thin and my nipples are easily and clearly visible even when soft, but the colour makes it discreet enough for me to feel happy to leave my jacket off for most of the day in the office.

I’ve become quite relaxed about going braless in this new job as no one seems to take very much notice – just like everywhere else to be honest. In recent times I've hardly worn one. It’s clear that people have noticed but no one seems to care. Which is a good thing I suppose.

Thursday 7th January – Stockings on show through my skirt and a leg show to a customer

The grey skirt got its third outing in a week. Today I called at a customer’s office and wanted to look smart and business like so thought it was perfect to wear with my bright red jacket.

I chose to wear hold-up’s and thought it satisfying that the thicker elastic stocking top was quite noticeable across my thighs.  The skirt is very thin so I didn’t fancy the drive to Knutsford without knickers and I felt it too risky to take them off in the car park as it was quite busy and I’d parked close to a building from which I could too easily have been seen. So as soon as I got to the customers office I asked if I could use the loo where I slipped my knickers off and popped them in my handbag.

There are two blokes in this office and they were both in sitting facing each other at their desks. As soon as I stepped in the room I saw one of them give me a quick up and down look and then for the entire time I was standing in front of them his gaze returned time and time again to my thighs. It was pretty obvious to me that he’d noticed I was wearing stockings. Which was a nice, if very slightly uncomfortable feeling. Which is one of the mains reasons I do it.

In the end, I sat facing them at the side of the empty desk opposite and crossed my legs feeling pretty confident they’d get a little glimpse of stocking top at the side of my right leg. As a minimum, they were able to see a good length of my thigh and it made me feel very powerful. 

I need to wear this skirt more often.

Wednesday 6th January – Suspender bumps on show today

The green button-through skirt got an outing today. Sheer flesh coloured stockings with suspenders and my knickers were in the draw at home. As you would expect.
For the third day in a row, I wore a bra.

Leaving two buttons undone was enough to show a reasonable amount of thigh in the office, and three for the walk to the car and the drive home.

Tuesday 5th January – Hold-up’s without knickers

I wore a bra again today. This time with one of my new nice smart business dresses. I wore it with sheer hold-ups and without knickers.

Monday 4th January – In work without my knickers

In part because it was still on the chair in the bedroom, today I wore the grey skirt I had on on Saturday. Again with very sheer tights and no knickers and again with my high-heeled court shoes.
On top I wore a white, fitted shirt and on this occasion, I wore a bra.

The skirt rides up a little when I’m sitting (probably to just over half way up my thigh) so I’ve been feeling good about my legs today.

Saturday 2nd January – Braless in Tesco

I’d been to the Trafford Centre for a few hours while Husband was at work. On the way back I called in to Tesco in Warrington for a couple of bits and pieces. I was wearing a smart, un-lined, slim fitting grey skirt. Made from very fine wool, it’s thin and quite tight and about 4 inches above my knee.

With sheer black tights without knickers and my high heeled court shoes, personally I think it’s the sexiest business skirt I have. My top was one on my cashmere polo-neck jumpers. A dark red one which is very thin and I wasn’t wearing a bra.

I braved the walk from the car to the shop without my coat and I could feel my boobs moving freely as I walked. It goes without saying that it was well cold enough for my nipples to be sticking out like football studs and I experienced one of those moments I both love and dread. Just as I got in the doorway, I saw a two blokes I know vaguely from the pub. One was with his wife who I had never seen before. They’re more my Husband’s friends really, but I know them well enough to stop and say hello.

Although I love people to notice me, I much prefer them to be people I don’t know. We passed pleasantries about Christmas, they asked where Husband was etc. and we wished each other Happy New Year before I went in to the shop.

All the time we were speaking I could see that the wife hardly took her eyes off my boobs. I would love to know what, if anything she said to her husband. She must have said something I’m sure.

Wednesday 23rd December – My most daring braless outfit in work for a long time

This is being my last day in work before Christmas I got a bit dressed up on the pretence that I was going out straight from work. I wore a nice just-above-knee-length red skirt with a relatively daring split over my left leg - not the sort of skirt I’ve worn while I’ve been working here. I went without underwear in very sheer, black tights and clip-clopped round in my high heeled court shoes again.
From the start of the day I wore one of my polo-neck jumpers; a black one. For most of the time I was wearing a bra. Then, at about 4.00pm, I nipped to the loo and changed my top.

In a fit of real bravery, I took my bra off (was always the plan) and changed in to a cream coloured crape top with a sort of diamanté collar. The reason it required a certain amount of courage is that the fabric is thin enough to show not only the shape of my nipples when they’re hard, but it’s also sheer enough for my nipples to be seen relatively clearly through the material.

I’ve always thought that if ever I was invited to a Formula 1 race, it’s this top with a pair of nice jeans I would choose to wear. Sort of casual, but quite dressed up at the same time.

Although there were very few of us in, I reckon everyone in the office noticed me as I walked back to my desk for the last half hour and by the time I left, I was wishing I really was going out somewhere nice.