This past weekend, the wife & I were vending at a show in another state. In her hurry to get packed up, she forgot several things, including her comfy shoes and her bras, which were left on the drying rack. She wasn't wearing anything particularly revealing, mostly black v-neck t-shirts, though she did have one that was very open neck and was supposed to be worn off the shoulder. For that one, she put back on the bralet tank-top that she wore on the drive out. But for the rest of the time, she had no bra on, letting her B-cups move freely. As we were driving back, she told me that she'd never had her chest stared at so much in her life. A couple of times, she almost told some guys "Hey, Eyes up here."
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