Only slightly embarrassed
Neither of these incidents took place in the workplace, but they did occur with people from work or coworkers. My wife and I ride motorcycles, and I like for her to dress, as much as possible, in her sexually-oriented biker rally clothes. This is ever more possible when attending any biker type event. It was a Saturday, and we were going to the San Jose Mile Motorcycle Races. I asked that she wear one of her biker rally tops to the races. She didn't protest too much since she felt that she would only see and be seen by other bikers at the event. I picked out a fishnet top that was fully see through (see below). She pulled it on, and we headed out. She caught many admiring glances and comments from the crowd as we made our way to our spectator positions. We always liked to bring our own chairs and set up at Turn 1 under the shade of the trees there. We were enjoying the races when a guy came up that I didn't know and said hello to my wife while calling her by name. She looked a little taken back, but said, "How you doing Randy?" Then she introduced me to him as one of the salesmen that called on her company. His eyes were pretty much affixed on her boobs and tits. He stood around with us for about half an hour pretending to watch the race from our position. However, I could tell he was more interested in looking at her tits than watching the race. After getting his fill of those babies, he said that he would be moving on to other areas of the track. After he left, my wife glared at me, and said that Randy would most likely mention to all the guys at her office that he had seen her in a fishnet top with her boobs and tits on full display for all the world to see. I said that I didn't think he would since he was selling to her company and would not want to offend her. Well. I guess that was not the case, because she said that over the next couple of months, there was not a single male employee of the company that didn't request that she wear that top to work.
However, a second incident occurred that I didn't have any real fault in. The company always had a July picnic for the workers. It was a family affair with wives, husbands and children. After the standard fare of dogs and burgers, people would play games ranging from softball to volleyball to water balloon tossing. For some unknown reason, my wife wore a jersey halter top that was fairly low cut and very light in color (almost white, but a very light blue). The top tied behind her neck and the two sides covered her boobs with a deep plunge down the middle between those massive mounds. I think all the guys at the picnic found the top as sexy as I did. As the afternoon wore on, the hot sun was taking its toll, and everyone was ready for the water balloon toss. I don't know who instigated it, but the game was supposed to be played with two people partnering up and tossing the water balloon between them until it popped. Instead, all the guys on one side of the line of tossers aimed their balloons simultaneously at my wife. As the water balloons came barreling skyward toward her, she froze. They all hit her at once. There must have been about two gallons of water that soaked her and her thin, light jersey halter top, which became almost invisible immediately. As a result, her tits turned hard and dark from the cold water. I was somewhat surprised that she just stood there in front of everyone looking down at her tits quickly turning hard and dark with almost no coverage and giggling about it. Most of the other wives didn't think it was too funny and seemed a little perplexed that their husbands had participated in the plot to expose her tits. And, yet, my wife seemed to take it all in stride, and just let the wet top slowly dry at the picnic with it eventually regaining some camouflage coverage over her boobs and tits. She just continued to socialize as if people couldn't see anything. I, personally, found it pretty sexy and couldn't wait to get her home for a little sexual release for both of us.
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