Low key events that give a massive thrill

[piecenick]

My wife and her sister had to get to a wedding rehearsal that was scheduled right after school, they both taught there.I had their clothes for the rehearsal in the car, they were going to change in the car on the way. I presumed that my wife was going to get in the front seat and SIL would get in the back, but SIL said she needed the mirror on the visor for makeup.

As soon as I get on the freeway, out of traffic, they start undressing, SIL stripped down to bra and panties, hot, but nothing I had not seen before, my wife is down to panties, they put their nice clothes on, then my wife tells her sister, "you can't wear that bra with that dress, the whole strap is showing in the back."

SIL says "damn", her only alternative is braless, she drops the top of her dress, off comes the bra, she did it so fast and neat, I barely got a peek. 10 minutes later, her make up is done and we arrive.

[EyefunJo]

Originally Posted by piecenick

As soon as I get on the freeway, out of traffic, they start undressing, SIL stripped down to bra and panties, hot, but nothing I had not seen before, my wife is down to panties, they put their nice clothes on, then my wife tells her sister, "you can't wear that bra with that dress, the whole strap is showing in the back."

SIL says "damn", her only alternative is braless, she drops the top of her dress, off comes the bra, she did it so fast and neat, I barely got a peek. 10 minutes later, her make up is done and we arrive.

I’m reminded of a similar moment from a while back. It was a friend’s birthday night, and after a fantastic dinner at their place with six or seven of us, we decided the night was too young to call it quits. So, we planned to hit a nearby bar and gave everyone an hour to go home, change, and get ready. One of the girls, who wasn’t great at driving and lived near us, needed a ride. We dropped her off first and arranged to pick her up on the way to the bar.

When we swung by to get her, she hopped in wearing a sleek, halter-style gray sleeveless top that hugged her curves and a tight, sexy leather skirt. My wife immediately called it out, pointing out the big fashion faux pas—her black bra straps were completely visible, peeking out from under the top. As a guy, though, I thought it looked hot as hell. But then, right there in the backseat, she pulled off this classic women’s maneuver. With a few deft tugs, she slipped the bra straps off her shoulders, worked them down her arms, and—bam—yanked the whole bra out through one armhole, all without flashing a thing. The whole process was mesmerizing: her fingers deftly unhooking and sliding the straps, the fabric shifting as she freed herself, her curves briefly accentuated by the motion before the bra came loose. Her full, rounded breasts, no longer confined, bounced slightly, now perky under the thin, clingy fabric of her top. The material was so sheer I could just make out the faint outline of her nipples, two subtle points pressing against the gray cloth, teasingly visible in the dim car light.

I was driving, pretending to focus on the road, but my eyes kept darting to the rearview mirror, catching every second of her little performance. There’s something about the act of “putting on” or “taking off” that drives my senses wild—way more than just seeing a woman naked in front of me. That slow, deliberate reveal, the way the fabric moved with her, ignited a fire in me. Anyone else feel the same?

[SixPointFive]

On holiday in Mexico right now. The resort has a number of small pools that overlook the main pool. One of them is an infinity pool with a glass wall to it. Anyone standing in the pool, at the edge basically has their chest and torso squashed up against the glass for all to see.

Was playing catch with my daughter when a stunning Latino gal squashed her (at least D-cup) bikini covered breasts up against the glass. She stayed that way for at least half an hour, drinking and chatting to her pals. Her beautiful, caramel coloured breasts squashed up against the glass, threatening to escape from the similar covered bikini top. If I squinted, it was almost like she was topless…..

The game of catch went on a lot longer than normal

[SixPointFive]

Originally Posted by EyefunJo

I’m reminded of a similar moment from a while back. It was a friend’s birthday night, and after a fantastic dinner at their place with six or seven of us, we decided the night was too young to call it quits. So, we planned to hit a nearby bar and gave everyone an hour to go home, change, and get ready. One of the girls, who wasn’t great at driving and lived near us, needed a ride. We dropped her off first and arranged to pick her up on the way to the bar.

When we swung by to get her, she hopped in wearing a sleek, halter-style gray sleeveless top that hugged her curves and a tight, sexy leather skirt. My wife immediately called it out, pointing out the big fashion faux pas—her black bra straps were completely visible, peeking out from under the top. As a guy, though, I thought it looked hot as hell. But then, right there in the backseat, she pulled off this classic women’s maneuver. With a few deft tugs, she slipped the bra straps off her shoulders, worked them down her arms, and—bam—yanked the whole bra out through one armhole, all without flashing a thing. The whole process was mesmerizing: her fingers deftly unhooking and sliding the straps, the fabric shifting as she freed herself, her curves briefly accentuated by the motion before the bra came loose. Her full, rounded breasts, no longer confined, bounced slightly, now perky under the thin, clingy fabric of her top. The material was so sheer I could just make out the faint outline of her nipples, two subtle points pressing against the gray cloth, teasingly visible in the dim car light.

I was driving, pretending to focus on the road, but my eyes kept darting to the rearview mirror, catching every second of her little performance. There’s something about the act of “putting on” or “taking off” that drives my senses wild—way more than just seeing a woman naked in front of me. That slow, deliberate reveal, the way the fabric moved with her, ignited a fire in me. Anyone else feel the same?

Definitely agree with that last part

[Trampoline69]

These car stories remind me of a time during Covid. We ordered Thai food take out and pulled in to pick it up when I realized I forgot my mask. I really didn’t want to drive all the way home. My wife says “no worries” and yanks her t shirt off. We’d been at the lake so she was braless underneath. She proceeded to tie the shirt around my face. Now these are my wife’s tits I’ve seen a billion times but a) they’re great tits and b) we’re in a fairly well lit public parking spot. I mention this and she says “you’ll be like ten seconds”. Well the food wasn’t ready yet. I sat in the waiting area feeling like an idiot with this t shirt around my face. When I finally got the food someone entered the restaurant. A man in his 50s. I got to the car which now had a car directly next to it. My wife explained she had to just sit there with her hands cupping her tits. Staring ahead avoiding eye contact but the guy took forever to get out of his car. She wasn’t sure if he noticed but as I left the restaurant it was very clear she was topless. He wouldn’t have seen anything but was definitely a low key event for him if he noticed and realized there’s a naked gal next to him. I got in the car and gave her her shirt and she said “what does it matter now?” We drove home in the dark and my hands kept wandering. We had a nice fuck before digging into our Phad Thai.

[thieph]

I'm friends on facebook with a girl I went to high school with. I think we both had crushes on each other at different times, but timing never lined up and nothing ever came of it. She was a cutie for sure, and I'd always click through her pictures when she'd post a new set. I did notice after a few posts that her husband was no longer in the albums, then noticed a new guy appear more frequently. I started paying more attention to her updates, and confirmed that she must have gotten separated at some point and started a new relationship.

The other thing I noticed while paying extra attention to her albums, was that she didn't seem to wear tights/pantyhose as often if at all anymore, which for someone with a fetish for them was a bit disappointing. I looked back at her earlier albums and noticed for special events she just about always wore them, and now, with the new guy at similar events, was always barelegged.

This led me to the rather exciting conclusion that the 1st husband had a thing for nylons and she wore them for his pleasure. While there's no way I can ever confirm this, I think the evidence is there and it's much hotter to believe this.

[thorne_uk]

I am not sure this is classed as low key but I first met my wife via a social media site on Lycos, it was sort of social media and adult dating in one, they use to have an animated gif banner of the weeks type contest and people would make up a slideshow bannet that the site members could vote on and the pictures could be risqué but not full nudes.

This was before we were married and I had already done several photoshoots of her back then so made a banner up of her with a selection of her best pics, these were mostly nudes but didn't show anything. I have to admit she looked awesome and I didn't quite expect the response the banner got as people went nuts voting and the banner won by a clear mile of over 3000 votes, she also received a lot of messages from men wanting her and a lot of very dirty messages she quite enjoyed. Funny thing was there was another woman on the same site I had met and went out with for a while and I think it made her very jealous.

I think a lot of people must have downloaded that gif banner so wonder how many men still have the pictures. I wish she would let me show them again but she wont let me

[luvs2spin78]

check out my recent post here:

https://forum.oneclickchicks.com/sho...9721&page=13on (post #124)

I wont spoil the fun for you by divulging what happened (you have to read the post), but speaking of being friends with someone on Facebook, I am friends with this goddess of a girl (who was much older than me and my first secret crush) that I knew back in my neighborhood growing up. Turns out she and I share the same birthday, so at the very least we trade some HBD texts every year. Our folks who stayed friends put us in touch after realizing we dont live that far apart from each other, and I've talked to her on the phone a few times but we've yet to link up as we say we will when we are next in each others town someday. She still looks fabulous, and I love the thought of reminding her of 'our little story' (in the link) and imagine seeing her blushing all over again! hahaha

[testme97]

Local park has windsurfing at the lake, and in this climate that means wetsuits. The surfers - mostly middle-aged men - tend to change behind their cars (which face the lake so they can get their boards out), with towels or ponchos. Other day there was a woman at the back of her car, wetsuit halfway on, wearing what looked more like a black bra than a bikini top. And sure enough, she took it off, giving me a view of one boob with nipple, and pulled up the suit.