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One time back when my wife and I were dating we were on our way to dinner on my motorcycle, a Honda Interceptor. We were cruising along with traffic on a 3 lane piece of highway through town. All of a sudden I felt her press up against me even more than usual. I didn't think much of it so continued on to the restaurant. As we got off the highway to some regular city streets the noise level dropped enough where she could tell me "My shirt came unbuttoned and flew open back there". I smiled and wished I could see her right now. We reached the restaurant in a couple more blocks, her hugging up tight to me the whole way. I parked away from the entrance to give her a bit of privacy. She stepped off the bike and started to button her shirt back up. I asked don't I get to see what everyone else saw? So she pulled her shirt open again, showing off the transparent bra she had on. Then she buttoned up. As we were walking in laughing about what happened she told me it took her a few seconds to realize what had happened. She was holding onto the grab bar behind her butt when all of the sudden a blast of wind caught her shirt and all the buttons came undone, allowing her shirt to fly open and start flapping behind her. She pulled it closed and realizing she could not button it back up on the bike hugged me tight. She always wore pullover shirts after that when she knew we would be on the bike.