Bird needs rescuing, delights students
 

A memorable incident happened when I was in year 11. It was early summer, May, I think, and the days we’re getting warmer. Our teacher, Ms M****, who was reasonably attractive but no beauty, and downplayed her assets by wearing plain and modest clothes, decided to take the class out to the quadrangle and teach us there as the classroom was really stuffy.
In those days all female teachers wore dresses or skirts, stockings or pantyhose, though in summer they would frequently leave these off for comfort reasons.
On this particular day she was wearing a skirt that came to her knees, nothing really short. She took us outside and she chose to sit on a wooden bench, the rest of us, because it was dry just sat on the grass, it was tidy and clean so this was not a problem.
Realising the potential of this setup, I chose to sit upfront directly in front of her. As we were on the ground and she was slightly higher we had a potentially advantageous view of her legs and knees. There was every hope that she might move and open up a space between her legs with the chance of seeing up her skirt. This, however, was a distant hope as she was known to be a bit of a prude and very careful with her movements.
Nevertheless, if you don’t plan and hope, you will miss the opportunity when it presents itself.
So she begins teaching us, sitting on this bench. There is a tree some distance above from which there are birds coming and going, chirping but not making too much noise to disturb the lesson. At some point about twenty minutes into the lesson there is a bit of a ‘kerfuffle’ when something drops out of the tree and directly into her lap.
She was really unnerved by the incident. She really didn’t know what had happened and I think she was frightened by it. The bird made a racket and a raucous which seemed to frighten her even more.
Normally if something like that happens a person would just try to swat away the ‘object’ scooping it up and off their lap. But she seemed reluctant to touch whatever it was. She didn’t initially realise it was a bird, a baby, as it happens, that just fell out of its nest. So, instead, she lifted up her skirt to try and gather the bird and toss it onto the ground! Well, you can imagine what happened, she lifted the whole front of her skirt, completely away from her legs providing for those sitting up front a magnificent view of her legs, thighs and panties. In her enthusiasm to remove this ‘uninvited’ guest, she also parted her legs to quite a large degree, increasing our view of her delightful charms. In the ensuing fracas I got to see her white panties, which, I have to say we’re pretty sheer and highly cut, and her bush, which was full and dark was clearly visible through the thin material. I was both surprised by her choice of underwear, which I would never have expected her to wear, and delighted at the show she gave us, which I treasure to this day several decades later.
The whole event only lasted a couple of seconds as she stood up pretty quickly and rearranged her skirt, apologised to the class for the interruption, then, when she saw it was just a baby bird asked one of us to scoop it up carefully and place it some distance away for the mother bird to find it and return it to the nest.
Following that, she resumed the lesson, as though nothing had happened. Just that some of us had collected memories that were well worth reliving for years to come.
Truly a memorable lesson.

It is true, school girls frequently offer opportunities to see up their skirts, especially as they have a penchant for wearing really short skirts on top of their knickers. It’s always fun trying to guess their colour before you see them. Are they school uniform knickers or is the girl being naughty and wearing non-compliant panties?
But, for me, even then, it was more fun, and a greater accomplishment to get an upskirt of an adult, an attractive woman wearing a stylish dress or pretty skirt. Women didn’t usually sit with their legs blatantly open so a frontal up skirt was rare. However, the trains were usually packed when we went home, so standing room only was a situation we had to deal with. This could turn into an advantage. If you were careful and strategically stood behind a woman with a shortish skirt which flaired a bit, with the aid of a carefully concealed vanity mirror you could gain a quick glimpse up her skirt.
In this way I was successful in seeing many different coloured panties, red, white, pink, black, navy, yellow and patterned. I developed an unobtrusive method and I never attracted ant attention, or at least I never got into trouble, though I must have looked up scores of skirts and dresses.
Oh, for the blissful school days when we had such fun!

Travelling on the train
 

It is true, school girls frequently offer opportunities to see up their skirts, especially as they have a penchant for wearing really short skirts on top of their knickers. It’s always fun trying to guess their colour before you see them. Are they school uniform knickers or is the girl being naughty and wearing non-compliant panties?
But, for me, even then, it was more fun, and a greater accomplishment to get an upskirt of an adult, an attractive woman wearing a stylish dress or pretty skirt. Women didn’t usually sit with their legs blatantly open so a frontal up skirt was rare. However, the trains were usually packed when we went home, so standing room only was a situation we had to deal with. This could turn into an advantage. If you were careful and strategically stood behind a woman with a shortish skirt which flaired a bit, with the aid of a carefully concealed vanity mirror you could gain a quick glimpse up her skirt.
In this way I was successful in seeing many different coloured panties, red, white, pink, black, navy, yellow and patterned. I developed an unobtrusive method and I never attracted ant attention, or at least I never got into trouble, though I must have looked up scores of skirts and dresses.
Oh, for the blissful school days when we had such fun!t

My wife and I joined our friends and their toddler at a pumpkin patch this past weekend. My wife and her girlfriend opted to stay under the covered area with heaters while the husband, kid and I ventured to the patch to pick out pumpkins. He nudged my arm at one point and said “that’s quite the pumpkin hunting outfit over there” I glanced over to the next row and saw three girls, one of which had a skirt that was extremely short. It was a pretty cold day so it was surprising. I didn’t make a big deal over it but I glanced that way several times. She appeared to have a nice set of thick thighs and her butt protruded in a nice way. At one point I glanced over and she was squatted down facing away as if to lift a large pumpkin. As she stood the pumpkin was pressed to her stomach and had pinched a bit of her skirt. As she stood up the back of the skirt rode up fully displaying the bottom 80% of her thonged ass cheeks. She had an amazing bubble butt. Her friend shrieked and quickly pulled her skirt down. She gave me an extremely sheepish look and they headed away. My friend hadn’t noticed but what a view I got!

Fresh out of the oven!! Just happened an hour ago.

I got a document needed to sign so I went to my supervisor's cubical. He and a female coworker' seats are next to each other. When I wait for him to sign, I noticed she was at her seat clipping her toenail with her foot on the chair also.
I could clearly saw her purple panties from my angle, and I just kept my quiet and looking.

Later another coworker came and told her she got her undie so exposed. She said it's fine cause she got safety shorts underneath. I was like, huh... but I didn't see the shorts. Then I heard she said "shoot! I thought I wear it"

It's so funny Lol Gotta share the story to y'all

I used to give Olivia "missions" to do at work so she could come home and tell me about it. Stuff like, give someone a downblouse with no bra, give someone an upskirt with no panties, etc. Here's the upskirt one in her own words:

The more “missions” that I was given, the more I’d have to work at finding ways to accomplish them without risking my job in the process. I had recently completed a downblouse scenario that went over well but this time the mission was considerably tougher to pull off: an upskirt. It was a little easier, I guess, in the fact that having no bra is noticeable, having no panties isn’t. But more difficult in the fact that looking down a low-cut top is a much simpler scenario to arrange. Since Joe, my previous pawn, didn’t know much about computers, I figured that Matt, the IT guy, was the go-to on this project. Matt was a nice guy and had asked me out at one point, before he knew I was married.

I usually wore slacks or jeans to work so when my hubby saw that I was wearing a skirt, he suspected something was up. He tried to take a peek under it, but I just slapped his hand away and told him to mind his own business. At that point he knew something was up and I’m sure was turned on all day thinking about it.

At the beginning of my workday, I made sure that Matt knew that I had computer issues and needed him to take a look when he had a chance. He was having a busy day but said he’d come by when he could. It was around 11:30 when he finally showed up, just before lunch. He popped in with a small flashlight and a clipboard and listened as I explained (or rather, made up) what the problem was.

Matt told me to scoot over a little so he could check out my chassis. Realizing what he said, he blushed a little and apologized. I giggled playfully and said “No worries. Have at it.” As I moved over and he went under my desk, I slid my skirt up above my knees and spread my legs apart. At first, he didn’t notice at all, moving his flashlight around to see if it was a connection issue, but as he turned his head a little to let me know that he was going to have to open the computer up, I knew that he knew.

He stumbled over his words a little as he was asking, and I could see the light from the flashlight leave its position aimed at the computer and move more toward where I was giving him the show. “Let me check a few things out here before I do that though,” he said. “I might have missed something.” I watched as the flashlight moved back toward the computer but then slowly returned to checking me out. To give Matt an even better view (though I’m sure he wasn’t complaining at the current one), I shifted around to cause the skirt to raise up even higher onto my thighs. I also continued to type as all this was going on just so he'd think it was all just a happy accident. I knew that at this point, Matt could see everything, and it was not only exciting for me that it was turning him on but, even more so, how much it would turn my hubby on when I told him I’d completed my mission successfully.

I threw in a little extra at that point. When Matt finally announced he was coming up to get a screwdriver that he had forgotten, I pushed back in my chair, my legs “accidentally” opening even more. “Oops!” I said, putting my hand down to cover myself. “Sorry about that.” Matt stammered that it was no problem and as we connected eyes, I shyly smiled at him before rolling my chair back into place. “I’ll be back in a bit to finish that up,” Matt announced, his clipboard hiding what I suspected was a bulge in his pants and retreated down the hall. “See you then,” I said.

Matt never did come back that day. Guess I was a little too much for him. And I can completely understand that...

Obviously, there weren't any pics taken but these are a good representation of what Matt saw...

On a long ride home, I stopped for having a leak at some kind of puppet museum alongside the road. Except for a coach, the parking lot was empty. When I came inside the museum shop, most of the people were gathering to leave, a blonde lady in a green woven dress was helping a few of them to pay for their purchases, at the cash register being at a table in the middle of the shop.

When I got out of the restrooms, the shop was empty, except for the lady at the cash register, who was hiking up her dress, until the waistline of her sheer pantyhose came into view, which had almost sagged below the leg holes of her white full panties. When she pulled up the pantyhose, she heard the door close behind me. She turned around, and in a panic she pulled down the dress as quickly as she could, and turned red as a tomato.

Bucket truck
 

I’m an electrician and three days a week I’m in the bucket truck doing street lighting repairs. One job I had was in a large shopping center parking lot. Mid August on a Saturday there are short skirts everywhere. All I had to do was boom up to the light and stay there. Panty shots everywhere. Thru the windshield of their car, as they get in and out. Couple cars with 3 or four girls out shopping I knew what color panties everyone of them had on. I could even take my cock out and give it a couple tugs since I was in the bucket up to my waist no one was the wiser. Those were some good days and some of those lights took forever to repair.

Another time in the bucket I extended over the roof line of a couple condos is was around dusk so if lights were on I could see right in the windows. This one condo has a massive skylight and I was able to get almost right above it. Looked in and saw a woman getting ready for a shower. I saw her undress but had to bail for fear of getting caught. Saw her in her black panties full ass and no bra small firm and giant nips. That was a good day as well. I have other stories of working above a ceiling in a Gap store. Will save that one.

Black Skirt Alert
 

Before we were married, my wife had this black, knee-length skirt that she used to wear to the bars. It wasn’t really a skirt, it was actually a black slip that she wore as a skirt—very light, thin, black fabric. She regularly wore the skirt without panties, which was a huge turn-on. At that time my future wife kept her pussy hair mostly shaved, so there wasn’t much you could see with the skirt on other than a faint mound where her pussy was. But it was still hot knowing that I knew—when no one else did—she was wearing no panties.

After several months of dating I convinced my future wife to grow out her pubic hair. After a month or more, she had a very nice, thick, dark full bush. I was totally smitten and turned on by her big bush. The only downside was she didn’t feel comfortable wearing the black skirt out without panties anymore. She tried it on for me at home a few times and there was always a clearly visible, large, crinkly mound of pubic hair showing at the front. She would put the skirt on for me fresh from the shower, when her bush was at its bushiest, and the big, crinkly mound was even more pronounced. This totally turned me on—she was fully clothed, but she was also nearly naked and bottomless because you could clearly see she had a big, hairy bush under her skirt. The only problem was, I was the only one seeing her like that.

Fast forward a couple years and we’re on our honeymoon at an all-inclusive resort, getting ready to go out for some drinks in the evening. Lo-and-behold, she brought the black skirt along. And she actually wore it out, in public, at a bar/restaurant that night. I remember her wearing the skirt and me being actually a little nervous about potentially showing her pussy off to strangers. But my wife was totally nonchalant about it. The lighting was bright enough that I could clearly see her hairy mound puffing out the front of her skirt whenever she was standing up. It was a huge turn-on knowing that anyone who was paying attention could basically see my wife’s big, hairy vagina, just out there for all the world to see. She knew other people could see her bush, but she didn’t care that night.

We hung out at the bar for at least 30-60 minutes, but, needless to say, it wasn’t long before we went back to our room.

I never thought of the bucket truck guys might have such good opportunities like that. What a view you must have had from above like that. Good story to share.

Teacher in library
 

I live in Asia. This incident happened in my secondary school years. My school had a small library in which there were small shelves of books and magazines for students to read. In the middle of the room were various colorful tables with no apron underneath. These tables were arranged in a few circles that remind you of round kids tables that you can find in kindergartens or children playgrounds.

One day, in the morning break time, I went to the library as usual to read stuff there for fun before coming back to class. When I got there, I spotted a female teacher in her late 20s sitting at one of the table. She was one of the youngest teachers in the whole school. She was petite, had long hair over shoulders, wore glasses, had nice milky legs, and was very attractive. She was wearing a pink women's vest with white shirt beneath, and a mid-thigh pink pencil skirt matching her vest. She was writing something when I saw her.

I immediately noticed that she was not crossing her legs, but her legs were also not parted either. Luckily, seeing that she was sitting mostly facing one of the book shelves, I had an idea. I came to that shelf, almost directly in front of her on the other side of the tables, picked up a magazine, read it while standing for a few seconds, then sat down on the floor at that exact same spot. Although there were chairs all around, but still a large portion of students in my school still chose to sit on the floor for comfort, so no one said anything. So she didn't care about my presence whatsoever. I carefully positioned myself so that the table top on my side could block the line of sight from her eyes to mine, while at the same time I had a direct view to her legs. Although she was keeping her legs together, I still saw a little triangle between the hem of her pink skirt and her white smooth thighs. It was white. Sadly due to the limited lighting condition under the table and her modesty, I couldn't make out the texture and material. I put the magazine on my pants to hide my bulge. I sat there, staring up her skirt for the whole 15 mins break period without anyone noticing what I was doing. The thought that perhaps only me and her in the school knew what she was wearing underneath her skirt that day turned me on so much.

Needless to say, I shot one of the best load I had immediately when I got back home just from the visual memory alone. One of the greatest memories of my school years.

Teacher in library (visualization)
 

With the help of AI image generation and some processing, I was able to produce the following image which closely resembles my memory of the view.

FINALLY!, technology is making our life better.

That's an awesome image!!
May I ask what did you feed to AI to get this result?

I used krea.ai's flux generator for this one. Basically I described a woman sitting at a table wearing the clothes like I wrote in the story. krea.ai's guidelines prevent me from entering explicit phrases such as "upskirt", "view up her skirt", "panties visible", etc. so I had to put something like "candid view under the table looking at her legs".

After tinkering for a few minutes and used up all my free plan's generations, I got only a few images with visible underwear, in which only this one stood out. But the panties color in the original image didn't match, so I had to manually change it.

oh wow I love under the table upskirts. Specially like that you described.

Awesome!! Reminds me years ago when I was also a student. I sat at the front row and got called up to help a teacher figure out an issue of her malfunctioning microphone. While trying to work it out, I sneakily had a piece of pocket mirror sliding in between her skirt. She wearing a dark color knee length business casual skirt.

I remember she had a white full covered knickers. Through my mirror I could see clear view right straight up. At that age, the beauty of that image stuck in my head many nights.

Really wish I could have smartphones back then so I could take good photo for my personal collection.

Trying to grab her cat.
 

Well, she was nearly right, you were trying to see her pussy! :D

Early School Memories [0]
 

I went to school in the 60’s and 70’s. I attended an all-boys school, so opportunities for seeing an ‘upskirt’ were limited. We were fortunate that there were a number of good-looking female teachers who were not too old and were worthy of ‘perving’ on if you could get away with it. Mind you, in such an environment, any woman was worth looking at even for the rare chance of catching a glimpse of something sexy and erotic, such as a bit of thigh, a ‘down-blowse’ peek of her décolleté, her cleavage, or even the space between her thighs even if the illumination forbids seeing anything specific up there.

Thus, it was a question of quality over quantity. Seeing a teacher upskirt is surely worth more than just seeing up a fellow female student’s skirt who is not so careful to cover up.

Admittedly, views were few and far between, but they were worth it, and the memories were worthy of preserving, and using for wanking material for posterity!

I distinctly remember a really memorable occasion. It took place when I was in the 2nd grade in Biology. We had a really cute and to everyone’s estimation, even some of the male staff, a good-looking Biology mistress, Miss W******s, dark haired, slim, good legs which she usually enhanced by wearing skirts rather than pants. She would also wear white or light-coloured blouses so you could see a hint of her bra through them.

The Biology lab was in a new science wing that had been added on only a few years earlier. The stairs to the lab were rather steep, but on one side there was a glass wall so there was plenty of light. Miss W******s had the practice of checking we were all lined up quietly outside the lab. There was not a long corridor outside the lab, so some of us were forced to line up on the stairs. Miss W******s would wander to the bottom of the stairs then inspect us as she ascended to the lab to let us in.

I remember on one occasion that she did this, she was wearing a straight black skirt which flared a bit. She walked slowly and deliberately eyeing each one of us. I was lined up about halfway down the stairs. After she passed me, I took the liberty of bending down to see if I could catch a glimpse up her skirt. I really did not expect to see anything. Was I ever wrong? I must have crouched lower than I anticipated for I caught a glimpse of her sky-blue panties, clear as day. She carried on ascending, completely oblivious of my antics.

I did not want to risk this procedure again so I resorted to using a little vanity mirror which I could conceal in the palm of my hand and utilise as she passed. In this way I got to see her panties on a number of other occasions, too. One time they were plain white cotton ones, another time they were pink and yellow pastels, and I remember seeing her in navy blue knickers, too, like schoolgirls wear.

Just done a really brave move this morning. I arrived at office as usual, went to break room preparing my coffee of the day. One of my female colleagues was already inside, doing her coffee and using her phone at the same time. I looked around and found stirrers were out, had to grab a new box from drawer below, which is right next to her knee level.

I asked her to take a step aside. She did and still focus on the phone. She's wearing an above the knee skirt. Her calves look so pale and smooth. Really itch me so hard!!!

I then leaned down, when opening the drawer, I quickly turned my head up taking a glimpse up her skirt. I guess she's wearing a thin thong because all I could see was her bare butt cheeks. Can't really take the risk to look long, but it does make my morning better than a cup of coffee.

A friend insisted I join him to a spring training baseball game the other day. He had gotten us seats on the outfield grass. It’s a slanted hill down to the outfield fence. It was a really sunny day. Made the $11 beers taste even better. With the sun out we were surrounded by dozens of ladies wearing revealing clothes. To be honest I barely watched the game. A group of young gals (at least 21 years as they were drinking those twisted tea things) was about 15 feet in front of us. They all had really short skirts on. Up and down they got to go retrieve more drinks, resituate themselves, etc. unfortunately I realized all four were wearing skorts. Although the short part underneath was very tight. One had on a light purple one whereas the others all had black this one particularly showed the curve and crack of her ass.

The best sight though was as I got up at one point to retrieve myself another beer, I was walking up the lawn and a woman and her husband were both laying flat on their backs. She was in her 40s. Petite. Very tan, maybe Latina. I could see her skirt had risen a bit and her legs were apart. I decided to walk as close as I could and got a great glimpse of her white panties clinging to what seems to be a bald pussy mound as the contour of her slit was displayed. A brief sight but wonderful nonetheless. Gotta go to more of these games.

Young mother with a baby
 

Yesterday I had a great lunch with my coworkers at a new opened Asian cuisine restaurant near my office. The food was nice. Owner is talkative and humor. The most important is what I saw when walking back to the office.

We had to walk pass through the parking lot, while doing so, I noticed a young Asian mother pushing her baby cart next to her SUV. She's slim, tall, maybe around 5'5". She had a nice Tiffany Blue color T shirt dress. It's quite short base on her height. I already lost my focus at the moment I saw her, everything my coworker said was like a cloud blew away.

So she then open the rear door, there was a baby seat, and I believe all you reading would know what I saw next.

She grabbed the baby, put her baby in the seat. The way she's doing, she gotta lean her upper body in the SUV, which would drag her dress up. Her thighs were already so amazingly attractive. And next I could even see up her dress. Thanks the weather, sunshine noon, absolutely bright enough to catch everything by eyes.

She had a black narrowed panties, part of it was stuck in between her butt crack. Her thighs were so pale that I would definitely not holding myself to give it a grab if I was next to her.

She buckled her baby for some moments, give me a good view till I walked pass another vehicle blocking my sight.

Sunday Family Day
 

My uncle called us with a barbecue party held in his place this weekend.
I have a long no seen cousin visiting us from East Coast. He brought his girlfriend with him.
They are so adorable wearing the same dress code, white t shirt and jeans, but she's wearing a pretty short jean skirt, which I crazily in love with.

When they were taking photos group by group, i accidentally noticed my cousin's girlfriend had a plain black under the skirt. It brought up my curiosity.

I started focusing on where she went and what she did to see if I could catch any point to fulfill my question. Not waiting too long, she and my cousin were at the table talking about what dessert should they get. That's my call!!!

I approached from behind with my phone ready. Checking other people were all focusing on chitchatting. The work was done in a blink of eyes.

Unfortunately, it is all black under her skirt. Actually not so rare for girls wearing shorts under short skirts. But I still feel a little sad.

Lying on my back
 

I was in a community college years back, and I had kind of tweaked my back muscles a little bit moving furniture at home, so I decided to lie down on the floor to help out, reasoning it being firm and flat would kind of straighten me out. It did provide a bit of relief, but the bigger benefit came after a moment.

Two cute, slender girls walked right by me, like REAL close. I am still not sure if they did it on purpose for funsies, or if they were in-conversation and didn't register me outside of not to step on me, but they both had skirts on, and as it'd turn out, both were wearing white cotton panties. Very classic, I'd say, since both had full butt coverage, but being slender girls, I guess it isn't like some bikini underwear wouldn't manage that easily enough, so I can only really judge by how much it covered the butt, and I can't be sure how high rise they may or may not have been.

Of course, after this, the stiff back was forgotten in favor of other stiffness I needed to get relief for.

Lighten the mood
 

I know this forum is non-fiction, but in order to lighten the mood of EyefunJo after capturing such a good shot, I decided to tweak the original image to make it a little bit more interesting.

Wow!!! That's exactly what I hope to see. Such an amazing tweak of the image :p

Oh was she wearing black safety shorts? It is common specially in Taiwan. !

But still nice catch.
Oh wow. Well I agree I prefer light colored panties specially white as they can easily be seen any upskirt situation not only you can see the panty you can really see every detail!

Hit the target at Target
 

Last week I was in Target to buy some casual clothes, some jeans, slacks and some T-shirts.
I had picked out a few items and took them to the change rooms to try on. Usually there is someone supervising people coming in with clothes to try on. They check how many items you have and give you a tag. They then show you which change rooms to use. In general one side is for women, the other for men.
It was quite busy so they weren’t scrutinising too closely. I must have turned to the wrong side as I passed a closet with the curtain drawn. The next one didn’t have the curtain drawn completely shut so it allowed me to see in. What I saw really delighted me, as there was a good looking chick in a state of undress. She was standing there in just her bra and panties, both white and matching about to put on a dress. I could see her but she could not see me. I would have liked to stand there longer, but someone was coming, so I darted into the next free change room. I tried on my items then checking the coast was clear, exited but not before I checked on the girl again. I was in luck, she had removed the dress and was trying on a pair of jeans, I managed to catch her before she pulled them all the way up. Got a great view of her a***, and in the mirror caught a glimpse of her sexy panty-covered mound.
I ended up buying the jeans and 2 T-shirts, but reckon I really got my money’s worth.

I worked with this cute young woman, Amy, whose wedding I had attended a few months ago. I was getting supplies for our booth at a trade exposition and I asked Amy if she would give me a hand loading a van with the swag we were going to give away at our booth. The items were not heavy, small drink coolers, but bulky and hard to carry. I went down to the van and asked Amy to just throw them down to me one at a time and I would load them.

Amy brought a few out and she tossed them down to me, Amy was in a short skirt, when she would come to the railing, I could easily see her pink panties. This went on for a while until the van was full, then I came back upstairs. Amy, was at her desk, in her best bratty voice, she said "I hope you enjoyed the view". Apparently she didn't mind.

Marriage didn't suit her, her husband was a veterinarian, after the divorce her skirts got even shorter.

A nice banker
 

A few days ago, I went to the bank to take care of some stuff. The staff helping me out was this tall girl, probably around 5’5” or 5’6”. We were talking in her office—she was wearing a dark purple knit top, a white blouse, black skirt, and thin dark colored pantyhose.

She patiently answered all my questions. Of course, I had some more “special” questions too, but luckily, she was quick to help me out with those as well.

While she slid back in her chair to grab some papers from the printer, what's been hidden under the desk now revealed. The skirt is so short. It couldn't barely cover her thighs, and between them, it's a pice of white underneath the pantyhose. A perfect upside down triangle that always shines my eyes. I felt like all my “curiosity” was being satisfied.

Her office was very small, everything was right in front of me, if I let out my hand I could touch it.
Thanks for her help, I was satisfied, so satisfied.

I do hope you completed the satisfaction survey in the end, her commissions are based on it….! And she did aim to please.

I got a very brief upskirt view today from a bit of a distance. I was driving on a freeway in slow traffic. There is a pedestrian overpass over the freeway. As I was approaching the overpass I noticed a girl/woman (I could not tell her age) walking across in a white sundress. I looked up and could see right up the dress. She was either wearing a thong or nothing because all I saw were ass cheeks. It was from a distance and only a quick glance but from what I saw she was pretty hot.

New York Summit One
 

I never been to this place, but wondering

Is anyone here been to this place before?

Imagine how those reflective mirror floor could give us such wonderful views up every ladies skirts.

I've been to that place. It's called Summit One Vanderbilt. Not many women will wear skirts there, as they actively discourage them (mentioned everywhere during the booking process) and they even offer "appropriate clothing" for free.

I see. So now my imagination of that place can be rested :p

If you have ever been to Tokyo and done the Team Labs Planets, it also has mirrored floors. This youtuber recorded herself in a short skirt: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wkGAx1vsUho

My wife is a prude, she always tries to avoid upskirts. Nevertheless due to accidents and distractions she suffered many upskirts even in front of friends, relatives and coleagues. Usually these upskirts are single events, while the title of the next story may be the “upskirt day”, in a few hours she had multiple great upskirts for dozens of people in different contexts.
We are leaving for the summer holidays, we wake up at dawn and get in the car very early to avoid traffic. It's a very hot day, my wife is wearing a short denim miniskirt, I'm pleasantly surprised but I could never have imagined what would happen next.
After a few hours we are on a country road and we find a police checkpoint. They stop us, my wife is driving and her miniskirt has shortened and is showing her panties but she is nervous for the police and she doesn't realize it. The two officers look out the window and ask for documents (and see the panties). Then they ask my wife to get off to open and check the trunk. My wife, always intimidated, gets off the car and then gets on the car spreading her legs, giving two great upskirts for the two officers standing in front of the door. I am not sure if they asked her to get off only waiting for an upskirt. We are only at the beginning.
Later we get on a ferry, we leave the car in the lower deck and and we sit on a bench on the upper deck. During the navigation I get up and I take a walk around the ship. When I return I see that my wife has fallen asleep. Her legs are open and she is showing her panties. I stay aside for several minutes and make sure everyone can enjoy the upskirt. When I sit next to her and wake her up she doesn't know that dozens of passengers have seen her panties.
We disembark and we reach the resort but our room is not ready yet. We go to the beach and meet the lifeguard who offers us two sunbeds. To my great surprise despite the miniskirt my wife (perhaps still tired) lies down instead of sitting. She knows she is wearing a miniskirt and moves carefully however we stay almost two hours and more than once she gets distracted and shows her panties, in particular once she stayed at least five minutes with her panties fully exposed. The beach was full of hotel guests who were able to enjoy the show. Conclusion dozens of people saw my wife's panties.
Attached three photos taken from the web (not my wife) similar to what happened to my wife (the girl in the 3rd photo is on grass but is the same upskirt of my wife on the sunbed.
The 4th photo is a nice upskirt of my wife.

Ya, they offer "safety shorts" and pretty much make you put them on if you are wearing a dress or skirt. The chances of seeing anything is pretty much zero.

We had a club where I live where the dance floor was clear glass, and the people eating one floor below could look up and see up short skirts while women danced. And it was always crowded on the dance floor. I knew several female friends who were regulars. This was over 20 years ago now, though.

How the glass stayed clear and didn't get scratched up with heels and other shoes was something I could never figure out, though. Too late to ask anyone now!

Ups-a-daisy!
 

No one really likes gusts, and breezes when you’re out. It blows in your face, sends your clothes in all directions, upsets one’s hair, and if it’s raining, really messes with your umbrella.

Then again, they can have their upside, literally! When pretty ladies are wandering around in light frocks and dresses, the turbulent eddies generated by the wind can create scenarios which warm the cockles of many a man’s heart, especially if he is inclined to wish what secrets lie beneath her ensemble, her dress or skirt.

Most CBDs have become concrete jungles with tall office blocks which these days present walls of glass rather than concrete. Nevertheless, for some reason known to physicists and other experts in the weather, these buildings tend to create raging avenues for the wind to whip up and down, blowing away everything in their way.

So, even on pleasant days with clement weather, the wind can catch out an unsuspecting pedestrian on their way to pick up lunch or head for a café or restaurant to indulge.

I happen to work in town, so I’m around at lunchtime, and able to avail myself of the sights. Fortunately, for most the Covid virus is a distant memory (already) and though hybrid is the new norm in working in the office or from home, it’s good to be able to get back to normal routines.

A few weeks ago, when the last days of winter were already morphing into a pleasant Spring Day, I was out at lunchtime for a walk, catch some fresh air instead of the stale and recycled office variety. In the centre of the CBD is a little park, an oasis of green in an otherwise monotonous black, grey, and blue (the glass tends to reflect the sky).

Many office workers choose to spend their lunch hour here, relaxing as they replenish their energy banks. Others use it to walk around, or simply to take a short-cut from one block to another without having to walk all the way around. Initially, I had decided to use it as a shortcut. As I got a little exercise in. Yet, as soon as I entered its tree lined, grass carpeted interior, a noticeable quite descends from the frenzied traffic only a few metres away.

I also noticed that a number of pretty ‘fillies’ were lounging around and relaxing on the grass lawns provided. So much so, that they caught my attention as most were dressed in skirts and dresses, and there were several who were exhibiting a fair amount of leg.

To say I was interested would be an understatement, I immediately changed my itinerary and decided to ‘see what I could see.’

I noticed a young couple, two women sitting and clearly caught up in their conversation. One had her knees raised, though her skirt was pulled over them, apparently giving her the confidence that all was covered, and her modesty was maintained. Alas, she had made an error which her companion did not spot to correct her.

I took advantage of the situation and chose a spot to sit which would at once place me in line with the view I intended to catch. Fortunately, I had my ‘sunnies’ my mirrored shades which would give me a certain amount of anonymity and the impression I was not actually staring or ogling them. I also had a paperback in my pocket which was another prop I use to distract anyone from the assumption I was looking at something inappropriate.

I was literally, salivating with the anticipation of what I was about to glimpse. What colour panties would she be wearing, would they be skimpy, lacy, or silk, or perhaps she would have dispensed with panties altogether. I could already feel my body’s reaction to my expectations. Trying hard to hide my boner as I tried to find a comfortable position to take in what I expected to see.

Well, I must admit, I picked it! As soon as I had sat down, I could clearly see Ms Brunette’s pink panties on display. A little sliver of material taughtly covering her most intimate region. From my lookout position I could even see a few stray pubic hairs that had escaped their confinement within the delicate pink satin that was so captivating me at that moment. I remained focused on the pair for a few more minutes, enjoying the view, but decided that I probably seen all I was going to see, her friend was not in position to offer me anything here.

I got up to see if there were anymore participants in my quest, and indeed there was. A pretty blonde, sitting alone, near the entrance to the park. She had placed herself in a siting position, legs crossed, and pretty frock drawn over her legs to cover her knees. For some reason I was drawn to her, getting a gut feeling I would be rewarded if I remained vigilant.

I sat down on a park bench facing her and commenced reading my book. My ‘stand’ had already depleted when I felt it return in response to and in anticipation of seeing another upskirt. I had already noticed that some of the earlier visitors to the park were packing up to return to their offices. It looked like my ‘blonde’ might be one of these. Anyway, I continued reading, keeping an eye on my ‘quarry.’ I was not disappointed as no more than 5 or 10 minutes later she started to prepare to leave, packing away her things, and getting ready to put on her shoes, which she had removed allowing her to repose more comfortably.

As she placed her feet into each shoe in turn, she raised her dress a little so as not to snag it on her high heels. In doing so, she raised it a little too much gifting me a wonderful glimpse of her white cotton panties, thin enough so that the shadow of her bush was clearly visible through the sheer material. Oh, thank you lord for placing the idea in pretty girls’ minds to adopt the thinnest, sheerest, most gauzy material for their intimate apparel. My ‘boner’ returned with a vengeance; this would require some attention when I returned to the office.

Having now witnessed two sensational sightings I thought my luck would surely come to an end. But no. After ‘blondie’ left I decided to do likewise.

It’s strange how in this little sanctuary, not only the sound outside disappears, but so does the wind which may be gusting around beyond the confines of the park. I rose and made my way to the exit, following two young women, who also happened to be wearing skirts. As they exited the vicinity of the park they entered a completely different regime. The wind here was still gusting, though, in the park one was utterly oblivious of it. These two were completely caught by surprise and were not ready for the consequences. Up blew each one’s dress revealing the intimate apparel each one was sporting.

One had on a white thong which did very little to hide her modesty or her pretty posterior. The other was wearing bright yellow hi-cut panties with lace on each leg opening.

I filed each peek in my memory for later reflection and continued my way back to the office. I had an important task to perform when I got there. I had to halt at a stoplight, to cross the street. Several other pedestrians did so, too, including a pretty Hispanic in a flared skirt. This was surely asking for trouble in these conditions. True to form, as she stepped foot of the curb the wind gusted and delivered a brief glimpse of her red thong right in front of me. Oh, my, it must be my lucky day! I decided to take a detour to the nearest news-kiosk and purchase a lotto ticket.

Alas, it wasn’t to be. The ROI of the ticket was zilch. As luck would have it, that was not the case with the sights I caught during my lunch hour!

Those "Safety shorts" in some parts of Asia it has been prevalent women who wear skirts more often will wear that.
Specially Taiwan, Singapore etc.

I can't tell you how many times those safety shorts have ruined my anticipation to potentially see a good panty upskirt!

It's like cheat code women get away wearing white panties under dark coloured dresses or skirt as long as they put on black safety shorts.