I have a couple of braless situations, all of them favorites - can only recall one situation that wasn't a real show. This summer my partner and me enjoyed a peaceful Saturday late-afternoon, sun still high up, in our backyard sipping beer and enjoying the warmth. Her kids were playing with the neighbors girl, shooting water guns. Sounded like a lot of fun, their dog barking all the time, kids shouting and laughing. After some time we heard a noise, it was their dog fleeing the scene, partially wet. When in our backyard, he rested in the shade of one of the apple trees.
After some time the neighbors wife (27 years, petite & relatively skinny woman, curly red heir, freckles, always a lot of makeup in her face)came through the bushes as well, looking for the dog obviously. She approached us and as she got closer to the table, I realized two things: wet t-shirt and no bra
She came closer and closer, apologizing for the dog, us thanking her for having the kids over playing with them. As she kept on talking and gesturing with her hands, her breast kept on juggling freely under the t-shit. One nipple was even visible, due to the wet/transparency effect of white fabric. After some time, I thought I can't keep her standing like this and asked if she would care for a drink or a beer as well? "Sure" she would... So she spent at least half an hour chatting with us, opposite me and my partner. At that time her husband came over as well with all three kids. From the way he looked - a bit embarrassed, he seemed all too conscious of her not wearing a bra... I overplayed the situation and offered him a beer as well. At the end we bar-b-q-d all together in our backyard, the kids necking and chasing the dog. Not once did it seem as if the neighbor was trying only a little bit to cover her free moving breast. As the chill started creep up our legs, her nipples got erect, almost trying to break through the fabric. I worked hard not to stare too much. After some time she got up looking for a sweater at their place...