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Originally Posted by lafemmeemily
i've enjoyed going commando most of my adult life. i love wearing short skirts and dresses, but i embrace the risk of accidental (or inentional) exposure.
the last time i ever wore panties was right after giving birth, i wore hospital issue granny drawers with big pads for a couple days. i'll spare you the details why. lol my daughter is 23 now, and she goes commando too.
i think going commando would be more widely accepted if bidets were more widely available. i have a bidet in the bathroom at my business and one at home. i first used one visiting at my grandparents' home in montreal but i started using one regularly at the strip club that i danced at many years ago. it was a full nude club and the house rules were that we girls had to use it before starting our shift and then every time we used the toilet. wipes are fine but you can't surpass the clean and always-ready feeling after using the bidet.
emily
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I hope you don't mind the comparison, though if you'd know her/them then I'd like to think you'd see it as a compliment. But you remind me somewhat of my MIL, and some situations involving my SIL. I've lost count of the times that I've seen her forego wearing underwear, she isn't fulltime though. Of those times there have been plenty where I couldn't have prevented seeing absolutely everything, except for having known up front, but then I could never have a conversation with her ever again...
When she doesn't cover up, she covers up instead with simply not acknowledging it, or stating she doesn't care anyway, or that it's just a body. I can't argue with that.
Memories that stick most for me were of the times when she was called out (or warned, whichever way you interpret the situation), and she doubled down for a few more seconds or minutes defending why it didn't matter. At that point you'd be staring at her vulva with her knowledge and concent, and so were others around at the time. I've had conversations with her while she had her legs apart, it was hard not to stare down now and then, so I stopped trying. Our conversation went on anyway, and I'd know all the details.
Her other daughter, my SIL, was a bit like her. On a vacataion once I've been in the situation where they were both sitting in a compromising way. We were all sitting around a coffee table. I could see my SIL was checking how far she could go, how far her dress would ride up while stretching her arms, and she'd check if she was visible and ignore what was going on around her. As she became exposed she didn't stop and just continued to stretch. She just didn't care. And others saw, and she knew that. That was the only time that I was flashed simultaneously by 2 women at once. I remember my MIL actively encouraging her to not wear panties, given the weather. She'd make the suggestion even if others were around; making anyone nearby aware of what she was or wasn't wearing as a consequence.
(for those wondering, there was never any possibility or intention of sharing a bed with anyone other than my wife, from her family; no one involved would ever steer it in that direction)