That almost reads like fiction.

Sad
 

I can assure you I was amazed. The Women Assistants were very "exclusive", not wanting to work with a semi-retired Bloke. So I was unable to get a Full-Time Post. Suddenly, due to illness causing absence, I found myself working alongside one of the more acceptable women. The "incident" was well worth the "agro", even though I didn't stay there too long afterwards ! Other "work rotor events" were even stranger, with "seniors" abandoning their Posts to ready themselves for an "After Work Girls Party", leaving "Job-Experience-Teenagers" to run the place, whilst they "got-made-up" in the Ladies Locker Room ! And, as the only Bloke, I used to get asked to accompany them to the Car Park after the Evening Shift, because of "A Gathering of Youths" in the Town Centre.

As the weather starts to cool down, you’ve got to seize every chance to catch the few girls still willing to wear skirts. Last week, we had a few surprisingly hot days, and when I went grocery shopping with my wife, I was thrilled to spot another woman in a short skirt. She was a young mom, blonde with fair skin, wearing a spaghetti-strap tank top and a small backpack, pushing a cart with a kid, maybe two or three years old, sitting in it. She was making funny faces to keep the kid giggling. I even made a goofy face at the kid as I passed by.

When she got to the frozen section, checking out chicken thighs and breasts, she leaned over the cart, one hand resting on it, her body turned slightly. The hem of her skirt lifted high on one side, revealing the cutest little panties underneath—gray, snug, and hugging her curves perfectly. Her ass was firm and round, not sagging at all, paired with her slim, toned legs. It was a sight that left me feeling pretty damn good inside.

With the internet’s rise and the loosening of conservative norms, people can easily find all sorts of explicit content online. It feels like fewer and fewer people get a thrill from something as simple as an upskirt moment in everyday life, like I do. I love this thread and want to keep it alive and buzzing.

A couple of afternoons ago, I took my wife to a cozy nearby café, where soft music played in the background. We ordered a small cake and some drinks, settling in for a relaxing time. The café had a quaint little nook with two comfy armchairs and a low coffee table between them. My wife was wearing a short, tight skirt, and as she sat on the armchair, her slender, pale legs were on full display—a sight I adore. When she didn’t cross her legs, I could catch glimpses of her yellow panties underneath. I’m sure others passing by could see it too, their eyes darting to the flash of color between her thighs.

I love upskirts, and there’s something exhilarating about knowing the woman by my side is unknowingly—or maybe knowingly—giving others a peek. The thrill of catching other men stealing glances at my wife’s legs, thinking no one notices their lingering stares, sends a rush of excitement through me that’s hard to describe.

Even though I can see whatever I want online every day, nothing beats seeing something very simple in real life. I can look at downblouse pics all day long, but seeing even a HINT of downblouse in real life is 10000x more exciting. Even seeing a woman simply braless IRL is so much more exciting. I am not really into upskirts all that much, but I have noticed that I have been getting views up my wife's sister's dresses and skirts way more often as she's getting more careless these days, and I don't mind getting a view now and then.

Mum frames her panties
 

A couple of Sundays ago it was unseasonably warm, this is always a golden opportunity to bring women out dressed to reveal their intimate wear.

I went for a walk to a local park where I was not disappointed. :D There were many families in attendance and the vast majority in attendance were dressed in summer frocks or dresses which would afford me every chance to catch a wonderful glimpse of their panties or other protected ‘goodies.’ :)

I ambled slowly through the park looking for suitable targets to focus on. A mum wearing a particularly short dress, or a woman sitting in a provocative position to invite further scrutiny. ;)

On my first pass I noticed two young mums talking to each other, each had a pram with a little toddler quietly ensconced in it. They were sitting on the grass, one had her legs crossed with her dress pulled over them, thus, hiding whatever lay below. :cool: Her friend had her knees together but raised, this had serious potential as her dress was not pulled far enough over them to hide her pretty derrière. :D As I walked past it was already clear that I could see her black panties. Her legs were not drawn sufficiently close together to deny a view of her crotch as her nates met the grass. :D

I decided to circle back to take in another glimpse of this simple vista. I performed a wide arc and returned. Mum with raised knees had raised them a little further, and I’m sure her knees had parted a little further. This provided not just a thin view of her black pantied crotch but further evidence of a very pretty pussy and muff. :)

Her friend, on the other hand, had not moved, and was still being uncooperative with her treasures.
I decided to take a seat on the grass a small distance away from where I could take in everything that would transpire. :cool:

From where I was sitting, mum with black panties continued to give me an unobstructed visual show of her black-pantied pussy. I was enjoying this immensely as extended shows were usually a rarity. Her crossed-leg girlfriend was, up to now not ‘playing ball.’

Just then there was an uncharacteristic gust of wind that ruffled the women’s hair, and some of their clothes. It was at this point that she decided to straighten her dress that was covering her knees so tidily. She grabbed it, and with what seemed an exaggerated action, lifted it clear of her legs. This afforded me a completely uninterrupted glimpse of her legs, pretty thighs, and pink panties and a very suggestive plump pussy mound. In that brief but all encompassing second I took it all in, and I’m sure I also witnessed a clear cleft or ‘camel-toe’ in her pink panties. :D

Two for the price of one, as they say. It made my afternoon constitutional all the more worth it. :)

Tell me, dear reader what didcyou get up to? ;)

This one happened completely by chance. I’d just parked and was on my way to lunch. When I turned a corner and spotted a metal staircase, sitting there, totally unguarded, was a girl who looked about twenty, a student backpack beside her, eyes glued to her phone.

She wore a black hoodie and a gray skirt that came just past her knees. Because she was sitting on the steps, the hem d****d right over them. She was so absorbed in her screen that her knees stayed apart, feet splayed in an inverted V.

How could someone with zero resistance to upskirts not look? My gaze locked in automatically, catching that slim strip of white fabric nestled between the tops of her thighs—pure, innocent, perfectly suited to her age. I slowed my pace; those few feet probably took me ten full seconds, eyes fixed on the hidden view. Good thing I was wearing loose pants, or the strain would’ve been painful.

Young moms are such an ideal target group. They’re still at that age where they want to dress cute and stylish, yet they have to pour all their energy into watching their little kids, which naturally lowers their guard over what’s under their skirts—often flashing their panties without even realizing it.

Whenever a friend brings their kid along, I pay extra close attention, waiting for the moment they bend down to tend to the child. If the skirt’s short enough, there’s a solid chance of catching a direct view underneath. The real thrill? They never notice the little maneuvers I make from behind to get the perfect angle.
:D:D:D

The weather is getting colder, so every girl still wearing a skirt feels like a rare gift.

This morning, while buying coffee, I saw an elegant woman in her mid-forties, dressed sharply. At first I thought she was wearing one of those tennis-style skirts with built-in shorts, but she had sheer black tights on, and when she bent over I could clearly see the outline of her panties. On a cold day like this, that’s dedication.

Her car was parked right outside, so I timed it and walked out just behind her. The moment she stepped in, I passed beside her and got a perfect front-row view, no shorts underneath, just full-coverage black panties under the thin tights.

I wonder if she cut the original built-in shorts out herself; most skirts like that come with them. If she did, thank you. If the designer simply left them out… thank you even more. Either way, I started the day with a smile.