I’ve caught a glimpse up a skirt many times in my life but the most memorable one would be my wife’s close friend, Alex. She was visiting us one summer and we hosted a small bbq while she was with us. As I prepared the grill my wife and Alex came out to our patio both wearing my Achilles heal: thin flowy sundresses. It was in the upper 80s and a bright sunny day and they looked beautiful. We took a seat and waited for our other few friends to arrive. They sat on our outdoor sofa and I sat across from them. Alex’s dress came down to about three inches above her knees. She had her legs crossed. It had already entered my head that maybe I’d catch a sight up her skirt if everything aligned right. Well boy did it ever. At one point her dress was wedged between her legs and I guess she decided that was uncomfortable. She grabbed the hem of the skirt to pull it out and it didn’t immediately budge so she must have tugged harder because as it finally untucked between her legs she pulled it fully up. For about a half second I saw her legs crossed in a small black thong. I could tell because of how much hip I saw. It went so high I saw her stomach. So a full view of her body from above her belly button down to her toes. Her legs were gorgeous and the way her panties clung to the top of her hips was quite the sight. She glanced at me and caught my eyes. She knew she just gave me a show but didn’t speak of it and my wife didn’t notice. Needless to say I spent the whole afternoon playing it over in my head and keeping watch on her to see if anything else would happen but it didn’t. Funny how a half second can feel like a full minute. That image is burned forever into my head.
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