Sometimes I like to walk dogs (on my petsitting gigs) with no panties or bra. It feels so damn wonderful when the breeze dances across my pussy lips and clit, and it’s amazing what a slut can get away with wearing as long as it skirts the line of legal.

I have one dark blue dress that only extends about two inches below the bottom of my asscheeks, so whenever I bend over, anyone behind me will get a nice eyeful of my hairy ginger slit, which will probably be dripping. It also has a little bit of a shelf bra (not much!) that provides enough support that I won’t get the authorities called on me but also is virtually see-through, especially in direct sunlight.

In one of my favorite fantasies, I am wearing this dress sans bra and panties on a walk at sunset in a quiet, upscale neighborhood that seems almost abandoned at that time of night. The lack of other humans emboldens me, and after a quick glance around, I reach up and pinch and twist my nipples, which have grown hard thanks to the cool air.

I suddenly smell a strong whiff of cigarette smoke. There are no other people in my field of vision, so I point my eyes toward the sky and eventually spot a man on a nearby balcony, silent and standing straight as an arrow… and staring right at me.

He reaches a hand down into his shorts and starts moving it slowly, purposefully, then waggles his tongue and blows me a kiss. As I move closer, I hear him whispering under his breath… it takes a while for me to comprehend, but when I’m finally under him, it rings out clearly (but quietly): “Show me those fat fucking tits.”

As soon as the words hit my ears, blood rushes into my cheeks… and my clit. Should I do it? I don’t see anyone else, and the sun has finally dipped behind the horizon. I look away from him as I yank down the top of my dress, feeling my hefty breasts bounce as they spill out of it. Of course, I can’t resist looking at him after, and sure enough, he has pulled out his shiny, hard cock and is gripping it as his jaw falls, indicating his surprise that I actually did what he requested.

“What else could I ask this horny little slut?”, he wonders…