No knickers at work
 

Yesterday, I went to work without underwear. I wore hold-up stockings and left my knickers and bra in the draw. The dress I chose was a nice smart one and I wore my favourite high heeled shoes. The dress comes to a couple of inches above my knee and is nice and tight. Although the dress was quite tight and a total lack of VPL might be a giveaway, I don’t think people would easily be able to tell I wasn’t wearing knickers, I think it was probably quite clear I was braless. But I knew that if I became self-conscious, I could always put my jacket on.

The reason I decided to go commando yesterday is that I’m having a bit of a fling with one of the lads I work with and he loves it when I don’t wear underwear. We’d arranged to back to his place for a bit of a session after work. So I know that if I get him all randy during the day by reminding him that I’m naked under my thin tight dress I’m guaranteed an enthusiastic man with a good hard cock when I get to have my fun.

The best thing is that my husband loves it too and both men think I’m doing it for them. Haha!

Yesterday, I made sure that my husband was around to watch me get dressed. I put my hold-ups on first and then my stilettos, then I pulled my dress over my head and wriggled it down over my body. I left the zip at the back open while I put my make-up on then, when I was ready I asked him to fasten it for me. As he did this he took the opportunity to give my braless tits a little squeeze and, standing behind me, he placed his hands on my hips and pulled me backwards towards him and told me how sexy I was. Then I was off to work leaving him to sort his erection out on his own.

On the way to work I texted the lad in work and told him what he could expect. He immediately texted me back telling me that he was already hard with anticipation. To get myself in the mood I hitched my dress up to just below my stocking tops so that the drivers of lorries and 4 wheel drives got a glimpse of thigh as they drove past. In the 45 minutes it took me to drive to work I had got myself in to a very randy mood and I hatched a plan. I made my mind up to have sex with both the lad from work and my husband on the same night; something I’d never done before.

He came looking for me almost as soon as I got in to the office. He loved what I was wearing and said that he couldn’t wait to be with me later that day after work. Needless to say I drove him wild all day long. Every chance I got I did my best to remind him what was coming to him. At exactly 5 we left the office and both drove to his place.

We didn’t waste any time and within a few minutes, his trousers were on the floor and he was on his back on his bed. After I’d given him a quick suck and pulled a condom on to him, I was on top of him riding his meat. I didn’t even take my shoes off, I just hitched my dress up round my waist, climbed on top of him and eased myself onto his hard dick. We were both a bit worked up and I just fucked him as hard as I could, pounding myself down onto him with him holding on to my hips as I rode him, grinding myself hard against him. As I banged down him he kept telling me how good it looked to see my braless tits bouncing under my dress. Fairly soon I could feel myself getting closer and closer to orgasm and just as I was in middle of a fantastic climax I felt his dick jerk inside me and I knew he’d filled the condom. I remained on top of him for a few minutes until the very last sensations of the orgasm left me and then lifted myself off him.

Almost embarrassingly quickly, I left his place and made my way to the pub where I’d arranged to meet my husband. Obviously he knew I’d been commando in work all day and I made a story up about how a couple of the lads in work had noticed I was braless. He likes that sort of thing and by the time we got home he was desperate to fuck me.

It was less than two hours since I’d fucked the lad from work and I was on my back on the bed with my gorgeous husband between my wide open legs banging fuck out of me. Again, I didn’t even take my shoes off and I could see myself in the wardrobe mirror, my stilettos kicking in the air and my dress pushed up round my waist. The difference this time was that there was no condom and I soon felt the warmth of his come as he off loaded into me just as I orgasmed for umpteenth time that night.

Two dicks in two hours. Fantastic.