Mind your gap

Just yesterday I had to make a few tube journeys and a couple of those were in evening rush hour. Most people hate travelling on the tube during rush hour - it's hot, it's crammed - but actually I kind of like that - many more women plus more heat. Perfect.

One stop and I found myself suddenly pushed up against a lady hanging on to the rail above with a bird's eye view down her top! I suppose the way in which her body shaped reaching up to the rail and the way her (rather plunging) neck line hung over her body just opened up a view right between her breasts.

She wore her jacket open, presumably because of the heat. She wore quite a simple, plain looking black top which must show quite a bit of cleavage under normal circumstances anyway, especially with a figure like hers - quite short, not fat but definitely curvy, and lovely sized, soft looking breasts.

I watched with joy as the train gently rocked, the passengers gently rocked, and she gently rocked but all the while I was able to look at the inside of her soft cleavage and see the middle of her black bra between the cups.

It's quite a magical sight the way the breasts move and mould but that central part of the bra stays rigidly still and supportive.

The fabric of her bra between the cups appeared almost shiny and although you see get that sense of solid support, via little white flower have a wonderful touch of femininity.

As I say, it was indeed a crowded carriage. I suddenly felt the uneasy (yet always pleasurable) stirring in my trousers and of all the places to get an erection, a jam packed train carriage is not ideal! I could rock into anyone at any moment and I'm really not sure how I would explain that one should they feel my penis pressed against them! But on the other hand, no one can really see waist level because there's too many people around. So it was between trying not to think about it and let the onset fade away, or keep on watching and make very sure no one could see my excitement. Of course, I chose the latter!

Turning back to her I was filled with a renewed sense of thrill. It's as though you've just discovered her all over again - her soft cleavage, a peek of her sturdy black bra. Even her dark brown hair sitting on her shoulders as her torso cascaded downwards towards her chest and my view beyond.

And the party continued to rage in my trousers too.

Realising I'd been hypnotised by this sight for a little while now I quickly looked around to see if anyone had noticed me staring and I was quite sure I caught sight of another man looking away in denial. I grinned on the inside. I wondered if he was enjoying it as much as me and, indeed, if he was sporting a minor erection at the sight too.

No more time for wondering - the train pulled into the next station and everybody shuffled around to let a few passengers off. I (guite geniusly) pulled my bag up to my waist and covered my front but by the time everyone had moved around I was no longer near this woman.

The other guy was though and I found myself hoping that she was still treating him to a nice view.

Oh, sweet lemon

I'm sure any UK based bra spotters will sympathise when I say it's all got a bit dreary, autumnal, damp and cold here recently. The heady summer days of ladies in thin or revealing tops is behind us for another 6 months. The jackets are on and even some umbrellas are up.

But that's what made it such a pleasant surprise to be walking down the street this morning and have a woman walking towards me with her suit jacket unbuttoned, blowing open in the stiff October breeze.

Now, I'll welcome this sight on any occasion in this weather (breasts do look great even kept under the wraps of a nice work top or blouse) but this woman wore such a lovely, thin, lemon yellow, chiffon (perhaps) blouse under which her plain, bright white, smooth-cupped t-shirt bra just shone!

Wow! It was so visible. A very plain yet very visible bra. I am assuming she looked in the mirror before leaving for work this morning and so I'm assuming that she saw the same thing I did and thought "that looks great".

I suppose maybe because it was a very plain bra she didn't consider that she was dressing in a sexy way? But ladies, you have to remember: a bra is a bra, and your bra is your underwear, and I can clearly see your underwear. Am I supposed not to be turned on by this?

Well I was. And I'm quite sure anyone reading this blog would have been too. So let's not spoil her (and other ladies') illusion that we're not fussed by the sight of a bra unless it's ridiculously sheer or lacy (oh, that stuff is nice too!) and let's hope she continues to dress in a way that we all appreciate!

Client's bra straps

So, the other day I was wondering where my inspiration for my next post was going to come from, and then I saw her and I almost smiled at the coincidence.

One of our clients was in the office and I'd seen her earlier wearing this rather slinky, tight-fitting, colourful top, sort of a large floral pattern. But suddenly I saw her from behind, sitting at a desk and that was when I saw that the entire back of her top was a thin, black sheer - and the whole of the back of her black bra was completely on show!

I knew I wanted to see more so I slowed down, made sure no one was particularly looking at me and feasted my eyes on the sight before me...

... It looked like quite an elegant bra - fairly narrow shoulder straps, a two hook clasp with a simple, plain black fabric in the band rather squarely tapering in to the clasp as opposed to a more rounded arrangement. There may have been a slight sheen to the fabric of the band around her back but that may just have been the sheer of her top overlaying it. Either way it looked gorgeous the way it just squeezed gently at her torso - not too loose, not too tight.

Of course, I couldn't stop and stare for ever (although I'd live to have done) but as I was walking away with a slight tingly sensation I began to wonder why on earth a top like that exists! Why?! Why have an entirely sheer back? It is surely not supposed to be worn braless, right? So the wearer is fully aware that their bra straps will be on display. Don't get of wrong, I think it's a very sexy look, so I think it's a very sexy top, but is that the intention? I'd love to know what you think, both ladies and gents.

The next time I passed her desk she was wearing a black cardigan over her top, I think more to do with the air conditioning than any sudden realisation that she was showing half her bra!

Inappropriate attire?

Oh. My. God.

I really couldn't believe my eyes when she walked past with the whole of the back of her bra showing for all to see. I really don't think that's an appropriate way to dress for work but my God it turned me on!

It was yesterday morning and I'd not been long at the office when a girl who's fairly new to the company walked past me wearing a top that was basically open the length and width of her back. It was a simple, plain top that joined around the neck hole and immediately below that opens up in a giant oval shape, meeting up again just below the small of her back.

I must admit to already having a soft spot for this girl and this did absolutely nothing to dilute that! She joined us a month or so ago but had previously worked here on a college placement before joining us full-time. I always thought she had a cracking chest, not in the way that she has large breasts, in fact I don't think they're large at all but they always look so firm and perfectly positioned on her torso. Once previously I've had a peek down her top when we were in a crowded elevator together and was treated to a glimpse of those lovely looking breasts held beautifully in a black bra with a little ornamental flower between the bra cups.

She is a bit of a gothic girl actually, in that she always wears black, all sorts of black tops, black skirts, shorts or jeans and always black boots. So it didn't come as any great surprise when she was showing off her bra straps yesterday that again she was wearing a black bra.

But what a bra! Well, what bra straps, anyway! She was working a couple of desks down from me so I was able to find excuses to walk by her as often as I could – the printer, the water cooler – all offering me the chance to walk past and admire the sight before me.

The shoulder straps came down her shoulders and met the band across the middle at quite a hard angle, not a gentle curve as some bras do. It was a back fastening bra with two hooks but the thing that really got the blood flowing to my nether regions was the detailing. The band around her back was sheer between the two elastic seams top and bottom but with beautiful, thin flower pattern stitched into it, it was just so incredibly sexy I can't explain!

I am still not sure if it was the sight itself than gave me a rather sudden erection or the situation, I mean, she probably should not really be wearing something like that at work, right? It's the kind of thing you expect to see in the bars and clubs but surely not at work? Don't get me wrong, I am all in favour of women dressing this way at work (although you just watch my productivity drop!) but from a purely professional point of view it was perhaps a little unprofessional? I'd love to know what you all think about that. And I would kill to know what she was thinking when she got dressed yesterday morning. (On the extreme off-chance that it was because she knew there was this guy at work who'd looked down her top in the lift and seen her bra so she wanted to show him some more then I might have just died and gone to heaven!)

That summer dress

Yesterday I had the pleasure of walking up the street behind a woman (and her boyfriend) wearing the most amazing summer dress I've seen in a very long time.

It's been rather warm here recently so I have been treated to a few bra sightings in the last few days. With that in mind I was using my usual technique of walking at a faster pace than those in my direction in order to see a variety of women from behind too as opposed to the same ones walking the same speed as me. (Bra spotting tip no. 1)

They came out of a side street about 20 metres in front of me and I knew straight away that I wanted a closer look.

Her dress was a very thin, light coloured, loose- fitting dress. It was open most of the way down her back and as it was loose it was sort of hanging off her left shoulder. Almost the entire back of her black bra was exposed, just the right side of the back and the right shoulder strap was hidden. And when I say hidden, I mean still visible through the thin fabric of her dress.

And what a bra it was too! As I caught them up I got a much closer view. The band around the back had a solid line of elastic along the top edge but pretty lace decorated the rest of the band, culminating in the double hook clasp in the middle. The white label was visible through the lace. The shoulder straps were quite thin and elegant running up her back with a couple of gold rings where the straps adjust.

I slowed up to their pace so I could walk behind and follow them up the street (bra spotting tip no. 2). To top things off I admired the way her black knickers, also visible through this thin dress, moved with her every step.

I found myself wondering if she knew just how visible her underwear was, and he she was so comfortable with it showing in public that way. I even wondered how her boyfriend/partner felt knowing everyone could see his girlfriend's underwear. Did he mind? Did he like it? How would he feel if he knew just how turned on the guy right behind them were at the sight of his girlfriend's bra! This thought aroused me even more.

Well, I was able to follow them for a good 500 metres or so before they turned off up another street. All the while I was transfixed on her bra and once again my fascination with girls with exposed bras in public just had me reeling inside. The odd glance down at her knickers just completing the experience for me.

Friends over for dinner

A few nights ago I had a few friends over for drinks and food.

As soon as she turned up at the door I noticed her bra straps... She wore a gorgeous baggy-fitting black, silky, transparent black top with some sort of opaque black vest or built in camisole underneath, and her white bra shoulder straps stood out immediately!

Oh, she looked stunning. You see, I do have a bit of a thing for silly, satin clothes - I love the way they shine, the way they hang, the way they cling and the way they appear to emphasise all the right things.

Several times through the first part of the evening she would realise her black straps were not covering her white straps and would rearrange. I enjoyed watching this little tease, enjoying the moments where I'd notice her bra straps where showing but she hadn't yet.

Then... when topping up people's drinks I stood over her, she was leaned forwards listening to another friend's story and I was almost stopped in my tracks by the sight in front of me. That loose top of hers just fell open around her chest. I'm not sure it was at all visible to any of the other guests but from where I was standing I could see right inside her top! Right down her front! A full view of her bra!

I had been rather preoccupied with a mixture of hosting, watching her bra straps and generally admiring her silky top that I hadn't even considered the implications of the fit of her top.

My God, it was just incredible. She wore a lace bra, white (sure, I'd guessed that), her small breasts nested beautifully inside the cups, the way in which she was leaning forwards making her cleavage appear just irresistible. A small, white flower sat elegantly between her cups.

Although it felt like I was looking down her top for an age I came back to with a slightly sweaty jolt as I realised I really did not want to get caught out here and now - my own flat, my friends, you could say that would make for rather an awkward moment! I certainly didn't want to show any physical signs of my arousal in front of them, either.

I finished pouring her glass of wine, topped up another glass from the same spot, treated myself to another good look down her front before sitting back down again.

I got one more look down her top at her bra that night, when collecting up some dishes, but not as many more chances as I would have liked.

However upon getting ready to leave I watched her bend down to put a few bits in her bag and arrange her stuff and to my delight her inner vest/cami slipped down her back inside her top (I can only imagine there's not much friction with a silky top like that) revealing an inch or so of the back of her white bra strap - plain, smooth white fabric, rear fastening clasp (again, I knew that, I'd had a good look at the front already!). This gave me one last lovely reminder of her bra and the views I had been privileged to enjoy throughout the evening.

"We must do this again sometime" I said as they left.

Sunday morning coffee

The nice thing about visiting a slightly more traditional English tea or coffee shop is not the quaint decoration or the usually low prices but surely the now rather out of fashion policy of having the staff (nearly always entirely female) dress in black below the waist and a white shirt, or smart top, on top.

Ok, this little place out in the countryside ticked all three of those boxes but it's the third one I'm going to tell you about!

It was yesterday morning and I was actually meeting my friend for a coffee at a little place out of town. As I was ordering I noticed the girl, quite young, was wearing a white top - nothing special, I could just see her bra but she was no looker and it looked to be a fairly grubby white bra from the shoulder straps sticking out. (Girls, if you want to show off your bra straps, please make sure they are clean or we will not be particularly aroused!)

I then noticed the girl serving someone else behind the counter and immediately found myself staring at her chest...

Whereas the other girl was dressed in a sort of vest-like top, this girl was wearing a delightful fitted shirt. It was by no means thick enough to hide her bra but I would usually expect to see a plain white t-shirt bra on these occasions (see my previous entry for an example) but she was wearing a light blue cupped bra with a lovely white strip running along the edges of the cups, about one centimetre thick. This was a plain bra in that it was smooth cupped but it was certainly not plain by way of being boring!

I glanced up to check that both she hadn't caught me looking and to see what she looked like. She must have been university sort of age, very pretty, brunette. Her breasts were not particularly big at all but I was really turned on by her cute, adorable bra.

She was wearing a black cardigan at the time of ordering but soon after we sat down she was moving around the place delivering food to tables and collecting empty cups and plates with her cardigan off, showing off her thin shirt and with it her delicate bra straps across her back. What an angel she looked!

So I was thinking about it afterwards. Why wear such a cute bra under a thinish shirt to work? Maybe it was the plainest bra she had? I find that hard to believe, most women seem to have a few plain, microfibre/synthetic bras nowadays. Perhaps she opted for a smooth, seamless bra over a white lacy one even though it wasn't plain white? Maybe she had no idea the colour would show through and give away her choice of underwear in the way that it did? Or maybe she just wanted to give a few of the older male customers a little thrill in front of their wives? I doubt that last one is true but it's nice to think so, isn't it? She certainly have me a thrill!