We had to drive about 400 miles away to meet my daughter new in-laws to be. My wife always travels in comfort in the summer, knit top, jeans skirt, sandals, no bra, no panties. We get to our hotel about 6, dinner is at 7, my wife unpacks and goes to get ready in the dress she bought for the occasion. Then I hear, "oh shit, I had a stack of my bras and panties next to my suitcase and I forgot to put them IN the suitcase".
I ask her to call our daughter, who is already there to ask if she can borrow a bra, but my daughter is built much more generously on top, so that gets shot down. No time to go to a store, if we knew where the store was. So off we go with my B cup wife bouncing in her dress with no panties.
When they were alone for a minute my daughter asked why she was braless, no panties were less obvious, she explained, my daughter thought it was hilarious. Of course, horn dog that I am, I was horny as hell when we got back to the hotel.
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