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I flashed
My husband has always wanted me to expose myself to other men (and women) and it is definitely not my thing, Recently we went to Vegas and the first two days he did everything he could to get me to go out without my bra or my **, he did everything short of throwing them in the garbage, He even hid my bra one morning.
Finally I decided "** it", We got ready to go out for the day, Not thinking I put on a short denim skirt and a fairly tight, Light blue t-shirt, we left the room and I told him I forgot something, Ran back in, Whipped off my bra and ** and met him at the elevator and the whole way down to the lobby I could tell he was looking at my ** but didn't say a word, We went and did some shopping, Had lunch and a few drinks then just walked around, We went for supper and went to a few bars and I had noticed quite a few guys checking out my ** but thought it was just because I wasn't wearing a bra which always attracts attention, Even I notice girls who aren't wearing a bra.
We were sitting in a bar and sitting side by side, I was drunk and ** and took his hand sliding it up my skirt, I let him rub me for a second then stopped him, he never mentioned much about me being braless but I actually thought it was nice that he wasn't ruining it by talking about it constantly, We partied until the early morning then went back to the room and "did it", That afternoon when we finally got up he sat up looking at me, I looked at him and said "What", He looked at me and said "You were bold yesterday", I said "not really", He said "I have never seen you wear a see through shirt before", I said "What are you talking about", He said "your shirt, It was see through and you didn't even try to cover your **", I didn't believe him but I got out of bed, Picked up my shirt and pulled it on, I stepped up in front of the mirror and my heart sank, I have kind of dark ** and you could totally see them right through my shirt.
Thank god we didn't meet up with anyone we knew.
My wife doesn't even own a bra, she is fairly small busted so no read need. One day she wore a white blouse, it was fairly thin but covered her fine.
We had walked down to the park, the weather was nice, but then clouds rolled in and suddenly a gully washer came down.
Needless to say, she got soaked and that white blouse might as well have been Saran wrap.
We had to walk all the way back to the house in the rain, at first she was trying to cover up but then she said ** it and we were trotting towards the house.
Several of our neighbors saw her, why so many were out on their porches is beyond me.
Back home she suddenly was acting frisky and we ended up taking a shower together to get warm and then had some fun on the living room couch.
Since then I have noticed she has some new skimpy tops and she leaves more buttons undone than she used to.
I haven't said anything to her yet, it's just fun to watch as she now gives guys brief peeks at her **.
Way better than the conservative way she dressed before.