Vanessa's Journal
Week commencing May 17
Did a bit of gardening in the back, but it wasn't really warm enough to stay out
there naked for long.
Friday night at work was the only time when anything exciting happened. I'd been
talking to Jon about the manager and the air jet and Jon decided that I should
make life a little less interesting for the manager. Well until he realised what
I had done that is. Just before I went to work Jon and me painted some knickers
on to me, not big ones, but bigger than a thong. When the managers bumped into
me early on he said that he was going to get another look at my pussy later. So
I told him that he was in for a disappointment and to prove it I lifted my skirt
(I'd worn the same one) up at my right hip and showed him my 'knickers'. I only
lifted it up for a second and he didn't have time to realise that it was only
paint. He looked a bit disappointed but said that the valve was still leaking.
We were very busy that night and I had to go collecting glasses quite a few
times. Twice I got drunken youths touching me up. On actually managed to get a
finger in me and I just stood there looking at him. After a minute or so he lost
his nerve and pulled it out. Shame really, he was starting to turn me on.
Towards the end of the evening I stayed at the air jet end of the bar as much as
I could and came very close to showing my 'knickers' a couple of times. Finally
I waited right over the hole until the manager 'got' me. My skirt inverted
itself right up to my waist and I just stood there enjoying the breeze. I've no
idea how many people saw my 'knickers', and even less idea how many of them
realised that it was only paint and that I was actually naked from the waist
down. I found it quite exciting really.
Another thing that happened that night was that I'm sire that I caught a glimpse
of Hannah's pussy one time that the air jet got her. I didn't get chance to talk
to her.
Saturday May 22
The day wasn't very exciting, but when I went to work (a bit early) Hannah was
just arriving. We had time for a chat before things got too busy. She was a bit
nervous as she had found the courage to come to work without knickers on but had
brought some in her bag. For some reason she wanted to show them to me and I
managed to grab them and refused to give them back. I told her that I'd give
them back to her if she begged me later in the evening. She never did, and I
threw then in our rubbish bin when I got home. I told her about my painted on
knickers and she told me that she'd seen me with my skirt round my waist the
previous night and thought that I was wearing knickers. I didn't tell her that I
was 'wearing' a much smaller pair of knickers that night. The paint only covered
a very small triangle in the front (and I mean small), and paint strings to
another small triangle at the top of my bum cheeks. It didn't cover my pussy so
that If I bent over enough people would be able to see my pussy and rings.
I let myself be 'caught' quite a few times that night and no one said that they
thought my knickers weren't real. I've decided that I'm going to wear the same
skirt every time that I go to work, it's more fun.
Later on I let myself get 'caught' when Hannah was near by. As usual I was
ignoring the fact that my skirt was round my waist, and I bent down to get a
pint glass. When I was bent over I looked at Hannah and saw that she was having
a good look at my backside and pussy. When I stood up and moved passed her I
just said, "go for it." About 5 minutes later she did. Her skirt didn't go as
high as mine because the material was a lot heavier, but I did see her pubic
hair. She has it trimmed to a thin strip up the middle, and yes, she is a
natural blonde. She looked good even if she did stay in the air jet for no more
than a few seconds. When she moved away she was bright red, but had a smug grin
on her face. When I got the chance I whispered (more like a shout in that place)
"well done, wasn't too bad was it?" to her. I never got chance to talk to her
later.
Sunday May 23
Jon came with me to Tescos to do our weekly shop. On the way in he get them to
put up a card saying that we were looking for someone to come and cut the grass
once a week. As he was telling the girl I was thinking about who we might get,
and what fun I could have with them. Wheile we were doing the shopping Jon kept
encouraging me to bend over the freezers so that people could see my bum. I was
quite cold when we left.
