Go without a bra

It was a Saturday and it was quite warm for the season. We were getting ready to go out for a little while, planning on stopping at the mall and probably getting something to eat at a restaurant. Lisa had picked out a pair of white shorts that went about halfway down her thigh. I had already picked out a top for her and took it out of the closet and handed it to her.

“Why don’t you wear this top today?” I suggested.

She took it from me and looked at it. It was a flowery design on a slightly sheer material, not transparent or translucent but not totally opaque either. It buttoned up the front, was sleeveless and had a nice deep v-neck.

“Yeah, I guess that would work,” she replied. She laid it on the bed then turned to her dresser to look for a bra.

“Hey, I have another suggestion, honey,” I piped up. “Why don’t you wear it without a bra today?”

She turned around and looked at me with a quizzical look. “Really, John? I’m not sure that’s a good idea. That top is kind of tight, it might make my boobs show a little too much.”

“Yeah, that’s the idea,” I encouraged her. “Don’t you think that might be a little exciting? We can see how many men try to ogle you, or maybe get a peek of a side boob or a shot of your cleavage. I think that would be fun. I know it excites me. Let’s have a little fun today, what do you say?”

She looked at me questioningly for a moment, then smiled wryly.

“So, you want to spice things up a little bit, is that it? Ok, what can it hurt? If that’s what you want, I’ll do it for you.”

She turned around and put the bra back in the drawer, then pulled the blouse over her arms and buttoned it up the front. She turned back around to face me.

“There. So what do you think,” she asked. “Am I still decent?”

“Just barely,” I grinned. “But here why don’t you unbutton this top button too?” I reached out and unbuttoned the top button for her which was just between her breasts. Now she was definitely showing some nice cleavage. “There, isn’t that better?”

She looked down, then turned around and looked in the mirror. Her eyes widened a little. “Well, if that’s what you want, then ok,” she agreed.

“Cool, let’s go then.” I took her hand and we went out and got in the car. “Let’s go have some fun, Lisa, what do you say?”