So i really thought i was going to embrace the braless thing. i really thought it would be good. i even thought i had an inner exhibitionism side.
A week in, and i can tell you i don’t.
Well, let me clarify… i LOVE doing as i’m directed and i love being braless….. AT HOME.
Out in public: BIG FAT NO!
Tonight we went to a relatively nice, sit down restaurant. And my nipples were out on high beam. With our son sitting beside me. So right there, i was uncomfortable.
David says, “he’s a boy and needs to know women can be sexy”. But “women” and “your mom” are NOT the same! And to that, he responded with, “you are his mom, yes, but also my wife!”
And as if it couldn’t be any worse…. low and behold… we see people we know! (Geez!). Well, i pretend i don’t see them at first, but that did no good because Sir DID see them and he went to say hello. To which he made me also go and be social too.
So here they are, sitting down and here i am, standing up. EYE level with my boobs. 👀
They of course made no mention of it, in fact, quite the opposite….telling me how great it is to see me. (ALL of me is all i can really think!)
i tried hard to “act normal”, but what ultimately happens when you are acting? Well, if you are an actor in the theaters, it looks normal, but for the rest of us… it looks strange. Very strange.
But it was at that moment that i knew this wasn’t my thing. But it was also at that moment that Sir knew it WAS his. He smiled big. i made him happy.
So i guess this IS my thing…because it is his thing… which makes it my thing.
i guess i need to learn to submit more willingly. 🤔. Ok, Maybe tomorrow. 🤣. At least now we are home and the girls can hang freely and happily without being “seen”.