I discovered my husband’s secret fetish while I was doing a bit of cleaning. Way down in the back of his closet were magazines. The pages were full of pictures of women. What struck me was that none of the women were naked, they all wore silk and satin while showing their stocking tops and lingerie. Judging by the way some of the pages were stuck together, t...
At 07:45 Katie stepped out of her apartment and on to the sidewalk. No more than 2 minutes after Katie had left the apartment her two friends returned laughing and giggling and clutching some clothes for her to wear on her first day to work. They hadn't realised what a state of panic she would have worked herself in to over the blouse and skirt and they cer...
My husband loves to expose me. He doesn't expose me too much around home, but when we go on vacation, he makes up for lost time. He insists I don't pack any bras, and only the skimpiest panties I own. He prefers I wear transparent blouses, but will settle for leaving some buttons open. He doesn't want me to wear panties when I'm wearing a skirt. I can wear...
Today I'm wearing my satin blouse. It's blue and shiny and billows around my arms and waist but clings tightly to my breasts. I'm not wearing a bra, so the shape of them is clearly defined by the satin material, especially when it catches the light. The slippery fabric feels so good against my soft, bare skin; it caresses me with every movement I make. As it...
Oblivious to her state of undress Katie walked through the office getting smiles, stares and murmurs from everyone she passed. She entered the bathroom and went straight to the mirror to take a look at her clothes. She was horrified by what she saw. She grabbed for her skirt to yank it up her legs but the stress was too much for the already failing waistban...
Katie sat staring at the note in disbelief before the panic started to rise in her stomach. Her blouse was laid across the corner of the bed, at a glance it looked fine. She sat back on the bed and began to relax as she realised that her friends were simply trying to play a prank to take her mind off the job and that there was actually nothing wrong with her...
Lauren took survey of her clothes. How was she going explain her torn and cut up skirt? When she arrived home, she was relieved to find out that she had managed to get home before her husband. She quickly went upstairs to change. She saw herself in the mirror and stared. Her eyes went straight to her torn and cut up dress. The hem of her skirt just barely co...
It was frustrating to be simply Rowan again, working, taking lunch breaks, fighting traffic. I kept thinking about Mistress. Kitten. The guy in the leather pants. My bare breasts. I was in a meeting on Friday morning, figuring out how many minutes until lunch and the end of Norman Bickerman droning on and on about safety flowcharts. I'd had chains on my w...
Read the previous parts to understand the remaining and give me some ideas to continue and also encouraging comments. * At around 10:00 am Nirmal came tapping at my room door. By then I already had a herbal bath. It was so refreshing and bathing in front of the life size mirror in my toilet was as if making me more shameless. The general 10-minute long bat...
Braless. I don't recall ever going out on a date braless before. A couple months ago, on the way back from dinner with him, in the car, I took off my bra, giving him a peek down my unbuttoned polo shirt. Out to dinner is different. There would be more people around to potentially see. Here it is, the four year anniversary of the day we met. Yes, he still r...