I know that some of you may not approve of some of our actions before we were married, but here is the story about one of the most thrilling times of our courtship. Now, after 45 years of marriage, we look back on these times with fondness.
We were in our last year of college and recently engaged. We were very committed to each other and to remaining virgins until our wedding night, but we did do a bit of fooling around at this point.
This particular day was a holiday. He picked me up at my house and we left for a day at one of the big amusement parks in the area. I was wearing one of those “poor boy” sweaters - a tight fitting, ribbed knit. As we settled into our seats and started to drive off, I reached under my top and, with a few swift motions, removed my bra. He was very impressed, but he kept his eyes on the road.
It wasn’t until we arrived at the amusement park and got out of the car that he saw how my form-fitting top showed off my breasts quite nicely. My nipples were very apparent through the thin fabric. I could tell he was very turned on by what he saw, and I felt quite a thrill imagining what he was thinking.
We spent the day having fun at the park and enjoying being together after our long seperation during the school year. And he took every opportunity to watch my breasts happily bouncing along as I walked, my nipples poking through my top. I was sure he was making plans for a hot make-out session that evening. (That might be another MH story.)
The only glitch came when we unexpectedly ran into a few of our high school friends in the park. I strategically crossed my arms, and I don’t think they saw much.
Now, over 45 years later, we remember this day fondly. If I ever want to initiate sex, I know all I have to do is put on a thin, revealing top with no bra, and he comes running, ready, willing, and able to make sweet love together.