Braless Selfies Keep Boobs Front and Center

When she showed up for our date, I was floored. Wow, she was gorgeous.

She had her hair pulled back in a ponytail, with minimal makeup.

She was wearing a short khaki skirt and her legs looked good enough to eat. Long, muscular, tan, she must be a tennis pro.

She was wearing a white turtleneck, and very obviously no bra. Her nipples poked out against the thin fabric, hard and proud.

I could not quite come to grips with her boobs. Why wasn’t she wearing a bra? Surely she knew her nipples were on display. Was she doing that intentionally? Was it a signal she was trying to send to me? Or to everyone else?

She had heavy, solid looking c-cup tits. They wiggled and bounced as she clomped along in her high heels. They even shifted and moved when she re-crossed her legs sitting at the dinner table across from me. Definitely all-natural.

We had some polite, introductory conversation for the first few minutes. It was a first date, after all. About the time our salads arrived, and there was a break in the conversation, the subject of panties dawned on me. If she was not wearing a bra, maybe she showed up not wearing panties too? I nearly choked on a cherry tomato. Those legs were incredible, and her hips and flat stomach I’m sure were world-class. Crossing and re-crossing those legs… was she commando under there?

By the way, I updated Leicht’s page…