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Originally Posted by stevezr1
But she loved the tube tops, they offered enough support and she looked great in those
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My ex came came of age during the 70s, and owned some tube tops at the time. Fast-forward many years later when we were together, she would playfully tease my voyeuristic side by describing how they would stretch pretty thin against her 20 year-old 36D breasts, her areolae pretty plainly visible through the material. Alas, she had thrown them out long ago.
Or so she thought.
During a particularly warm spring weekend, the subject of the tube tops came up again rather randomly, when I speculated that she would stay cooler in a tube top
if she still had them. She didn't say anything to that. But, after a minute, went to the other end of the house. She re-appeared a few minutes later wearing a white tube top....and nothing else! Nevermind that she was bottomless, she looked sexy as all get-out.
She actually found 3 or 4 of the ones she owned 25 years before in the back of an old chest of drawers at her parents' house. Sure, the intervening years since she last wore any of them saw her figure change (expand). They were in surprisingly good shape, somehow, though the elasticity of the black one was gone after one attempt to put it on. Getting her to wear them out in public was a pipe dream. But an opportunity did present itself a few weeks later...
At the time, we were way out in the country. Far enough for a good bit of privacy. We usually took turns cutting the grass on weekends with the riding mower. Wearing a black tank top and shorts, she started on the front yard, while I went to battle against some extremely persistent privet (you think kudzu is bad...). At one point, she stopped near where I was working, complaining that she was going to have tanlines from the tank top. I offered the first solution that came to mind, and was quickly re-buffed with "I am
not mowing the yard topless", spoken in such a way that there would be no further discussion. Nothing unusual; getting her to go naked on the back deck took quite a bit of negotiation.
Remembering the white tube top, I ran inside and brought it out to her, figuring it might be worth the effort...and hoping maybe that she would change into it right out there in the middle of the yard. Which is exactly what she did! She saw what I had brought out to her. I was half-expecting that she would go inside to change. Nope - right there on the mower, she pulled off her tank top, and took her bra off. I got a few precious seconds of bare breasts in the great outdoors! Sweaty as she already had gotten, pulling the tube top down into place took a little extra effort. Once the girls were packed in, she gave me a smirk, and went about with the rest of the yard, her breasts stretching the material to its maximum thin-ness.