[nooked]

After we got married, it took 5 years of prodding, but my wife finally stopped wearing panties permanently the summer she was pregnant. During those 5 years, I could occasionally convince her to go without. One of these times took place when she went with me to a conference in San Antonio. During the middle of the week, I had some time off so I wanted her to meet me downtown for lunch. She had bought a new sundress for the trip - it was blue with flowers, light, loose, and pretty short (mid-thigh). I told her to wear the dress, but don't put on any panties and she agreed. We met downtown at a restaurant. I was able to slip my hand under her dress and check to see if she was wearing panties - she wasn't. After we finished eating, we decided to walk around downtown. It was summer and downtown was very crowded. As we walked down the sidewalk, all of the sudden I feel this huge gush of air from the ground. It was an air vent! For some reason, maybe it was shock, we stopped in our tracks right on top of it. I turned and looked at her and she is in a panic fighting a losing battle trying to pull her dress back down over her exposed ass and pussy in the middle of all these people. It was only about 5 seconds, but it seemed like 5 minutes. We finally realized what was going on and got off the air vent and made a beeline back to the hotel. She was so embarrassed and kept asking me how far the dress blew up. Afraid she would never go without panties again, I told her it didn't blow up very much and I couldn't see a thing. After a year or so, I told her the truth about how her entire bottom half was exposed. We laugh about it now. Too bad it was before cellphones were popular.