19/09/2015
Both a girlfriend and I were feeling a bit naughty and bored today, so we decided to make a fun afternoon/evening out of it, and show off a bit. Since neither of our boyfriends would be with us today, we thought it would be fun to wear something really sexy, and to spice things up even more, we made a pact to leave all underwear, top or bottom, at home, and see which of us would be the most daring. I had no doubt that I'd be the more daring one, as Jill is a bit more conservative than I am, and often wears pants, while I'm a miniskirt and stilettos girl all the way. So I chose a very sexy pair of black stiletto pumps, a short black miniskirt that hit me about at mid-thigh and a plain 3/4 sleeve white button-front blouse, very thin material, no embroidery or pockets to hide anything, and off I went, no panties, no bra, at 2:00 in the afternoon in my stick shift sports car. Jill wore a pair of tan dress shorts, flip-flops and a sleeveless black blouse, she looked sexy, but we both agreed I was the more daring one. My nipples were at attention and there was a hint of shadow where my areaolas could be just barely seen as I walked proudly with just a slight little side to side jiggle. We had lunch at an outdoor café, and we both drew a lot of male attention, and before we left I allowed a quick peek up my miniskirt as I got up. I thought the guy was going to go into convulsions, it was priceless. Both of us were in a shoe store trying on a few pairs of shoes, the guy (a couple years younger than Jill and I, likely High School senior) was pretty impressed with Jill's legs, then he came over to help me with the shoes I was trying on, a pair of strap stiletto sandals, which I decided to buy. He got a very good look up my miniskirt as he unfastened the straps, so I think after we left he needed a trip to the men's room. I think the best part of the whole afternoon was running into a couple guys we knew, and we decided to get a cup of coffee and talk a bit. During the conversation one of them just blurted out that he noticed I wasn't wearing a bra, and I just asked him if he thought I needed one. I think he was at a loss for words, but for the record, I'm a very firm 36C, and no, I don't need a bra I'm proud to say. It was a fun and interesting afternoon.