Ate out for lunch at a "fancy" pizza place a few days ago. The staff all wear certain pants and unassuming shirts, but the hostess wore her own dress. But she didn't look in the mirror carefully before she left for work that day.
She had a short dress on with clingy yet free material with a lacy thong and no bra.
But it wasn't the style of dress that would support her braless breasts or anything, so her breasts were in their natural, free shape and moving about naturally with no support at all. Her nipples were having a great time, too. The dress would move and cling to her breasts, perfect stomach, and thong to the point where you could tell exactly what she looked like naked.
And she had the exact body that my wife had back in grad school before I met her many decades ago, so this hostess had my attention the entire time. It also made me a bit sad that I didn't know my wife back then, but my lunch was still very enjoyable.
The hostess knew she was showing a lot, too, because she held her hands over her breasts most of the time, especially when she was moving around.
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