So going on to the story.I woke up to the coffee and was ideally bored to go to office like every other day, I went to take a shower and suddenly this...idea popped out of nowhere. I wanted to wear just the bra and small knee-length skirt to the office.I also didn’t wear panties. I couldn’t stop thinking about the sexy feeling I got. I just wore a see-through lacy bra with a overcoat so that I can unbutton few buttons and give a peek of my cleavage. My skirt was tight and anyone could easily see. Then he seemed to recover."Yeah right, lady," he drawled. But he deigned to give me a quick peck on the lips. He pulled the door open and climbed in. I stepped aside as he pulled out and roared noisily away. I waved, but he was already talking on his phone."See ya," I muttered to myself. I made a mental note to get my husband's muffler fixed. Right after I got him fixed.As the sound of his car faded the barista came hustling out the door with another cup in his hand."Damn, I missed him," he. I may not be totally moral, but I have some sense of obligation. l I'm glad it worked and I'm very appreciative for your help. You did the hard work."By the time everyone left, she put a few things in the refrigerator and went upstairs to bed. When she was comfortably in bed, she reflected on how much she liked the kitchen and storage space. Maybe someday? The entire experience gave her a vague sense of belonging. She was at peace with the world as she drifted off to a comfortable sleep.Next. .I just like to play with myself when others watch. And I don't blame you for not joining me, but sometimes they do. Last spring I did this radio show, no adult radio, very mainstream, late in the night and I masturbated on air and convinced one of the male hosts to join in. It was radio, there was no video or photos, but still they got a fucking ton of hate mail. The guy had to make a public apology to keep his job. And his two colleagues, they were absolutely grossed out when this man, this.