- Thu Apr 02, 2015 10:23 pm
#56328
I got home from an errand to get ready for a wedding reception to find my wife in a white high-waisted pencil skirt sans panties and a loose black top that was little more than two pieces of geometrically cut linen held together with a narrow strip under each arm. The geometry of the top distracted only slightly from the two bright dots that were her nipples visible through the fabric and the side boob views allowed by the minimal under-arm strips were generous. My first reaction was of a little shock that she would wear that to a somewhat formal occasion, but then I realized that the irreverent outfit was uber sexy and that she's be pushing the boundaries of the slutty with only her attitude for "cover". The knowledge that photographers would surely use their flashes to capture her chest added to the buzz I was already feeling. I dressed to compliment and we headed out.
When we got to the reception, we found one of our friends there was also dressed in a daring dress with a mesh strip curving around the dress and across a breast, just beside a nipple. So, my wife wasn't the only one giving a tantalizing show on the dance floor. The dress was a hit. A lot of nipple and boob was thrusted and flashed and bounced and a lot of no panty lines ass was shaken, but all in fun with a lot of people enjoying the view and not taking photographs or staring overtly.
When we were on the way home, I could tell my wife was pretty buzzed from the evening, because she said, "That top needs to make another outing soon." When I looked over at it, it had become a little damp from the dancing and wasn't doing much of a job obscuring anything. I didn't object to her declaration.
When we got to the reception, we found one of our friends there was also dressed in a daring dress with a mesh strip curving around the dress and across a breast, just beside a nipple. So, my wife wasn't the only one giving a tantalizing show on the dance floor. The dress was a hit. A lot of nipple and boob was thrusted and flashed and bounced and a lot of no panty lines ass was shaken, but all in fun with a lot of people enjoying the view and not taking photographs or staring overtly.
When we were on the way home, I could tell my wife was pretty buzzed from the evening, because she said, "That top needs to make another outing soon." When I looked over at it, it had become a little damp from the dancing and wasn't doing much of a job obscuring anything. I didn't object to her declaration.