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Originally Posted by Gnome72141
My most specific ones:
1. Women braless under their pajamas, especially the women in my wife's family when we are all on vacations together. Especially when their pj's cover all their skin, yet the thin material let's their nipples poke through.
2. Fluffy sweaters without a bra. I love when winter comes and my wife wears heavier material but is braless more because she thinks no one can tell. Oh, but I can tell. Such a turn on.
3. Plain-looking women who are sexy without realizing it. Clothes that don't show much skin, yet the material clings to them a certain way that it reveals more than revealing clothing.
4. Women in their 30s-50s who don't wear make-up. Drives me wild!
5. Unintentional mid-riff. I couldn't care less about crop-tops and sports bras, but when their mid-riffs are showing and it's not on purpose, it's more of a turn-on than just being naked!!
1,3,4,5 happened at the same time once when we were on vacation with my wife's sister. She was lying in bed in the hotel room in pjs that covered everything, but her long nipples were poking through like crazy while her long pj top was riding up exposing her belly button, and she is a very plain woman in her 40s who never wears make-up but it super sexy just by breathing. My wife caught on and teased me for a long time about that particular morning...  |
100% on number 5. I was thinking about that when I posted post #11.
I always look for unintentional mid-riff when I'm on a plane that's landed and people are reaching for their carry-on.
I think this started for me when I was a teenager and a fairly attractive 20 something teacher's blouse would constantly show her belly button while she was moving her hands while talking to the class.
Years ago I worked in a department store and one of my colleagues was a super cute girl-next-door type brunette. Just slightly chubby but still incredibly attractive (imagine Taylor Swift with dark brown hair, about 5 foot, with a bit more weight). Our manager told us to do some work together in the stock room one day, and she reached for a box on a high shelf with her arms fully extended, and her wool top moved up beyond her belly button and stayed like that for a good 10 minutes. I don't think she noticed and nobody else was around. Sometimes I had to bend down to a lower shelf while she was still standing and I was literally inches from her belly. Definitely a memory burned into my brain. I think the fact that she was quite elegant and classy, rather than someone who would wear revealing clothes as was common in that store, made it all the more thrilling.