I got a couple;
I used to be a busboy in a Tex Mex restaurant. All the uniforms were Western themed, and the hostesses wore denim skirts with cowboy boots. This one hostess was a bit trashy, but my Lord did her ass look good in that skirt. Her trash boyfriend would come in and loudly brag about how good her ass looked.
All summer I tried to get a little peek up that skirt. Trying to catch her sitting down and eating her dinner, timing trips to the basement so i would end up right behind her. She even had this habit of bending over the bar, her ass way up in the air, but no luck. Her skirt game was too damn good.
Then one light we were super slammed. I couldn't clean and reset tables fast enough. As I was scrambling to wipe off a table, I knocked over the sugar bowl, sending packets everywhere. The hostess jumped in to help me, squatting down. Even with her knees pressed together, that short skirt couldn't hide her little white lacy panties!
The other- college. Hilly, with lots of stairs. It was the first warm day of Spring, and ladies were dressing like it! I was walking back from the mail room, when I say this tall, willowy woman in the teensiest white dress every. Loose and billowy, but barely covered her ass. She headed up one of those flights of stairs, which just happened to be the direction I was heading ;-)
She must have been wise to me- she kept glancing back over her should at me, watching me like a hawk. I innocently thumbed through my mail, still watching her out of the corner of my eye. Still she kept on eye on my- but she should have kept on eye on the stairs. She stumbled, splaying her legs and turning her ass upwards. She yelped loudly, giving me all the cause I needed to look up and rush to her aid (like a proper gentleman!) all while taking in her little white panties (ok, not THAT proper...).
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