I flew to a convention and had dressed for the weather at home. When I arrived at the location, it was much warmer. I had on a new white suit with pants, tight red sweater, and a jacket over top. We were able to check in to the hotel, so when I left my luggage, I decided to take the jacket off and left it in the room.
When I went into the convention hall, the lights were bright white and our display booth was even brighter with spot lights on everything. I noticed guys checking me out, but I usually get checked out by guys at trade shows, so I didn't think too much of it.
I went to the bathroom just before the convention opened, and immediately realized what was going on. The material of the suit pants were almost completely see-through, and the underwear I had on was a mesh material. Everyone could see the full outline of my underwear including the dark patch of my bush! I trim to wear little bikinis for my husand, so what's left is a credit-card sized patch. Then I looked at my butt in the mirror, and every inch of my thong (except where it went in my butt) was right there for everyone to see! To make matters worse, everywhere the pants didn't have a seam, the material looked a little more pink from my flesh. I bought the tight pants to draw a little attention and look my best, but here I was standing virtually nude from the waist down!
The rest of the day, almost every single guy,and most of the women, checked me out like you wouldn't believe. To make it worse, since I was dressed the way I was, a lot (and I mean a lot!) of guys took it as an invitation to pat my butt, run their hands over my butt, stare, and flat out tell me how hot I was.
At the end of the day, my BOSS stands next to me at the back of his booth, he puts his hand on the small of my back. Maybe harmess enough, but I feel his pinky finger running over my thong outline! Ewwwww!!!! He says very casually to me, "thanks for bringing in the business today!" Then, he proceeds to pat my ass and then grab it. He grabbed me so hard he gave me a wedgie! He pats me on the butt again and says "see you at dinner!" and walks away. I ended up having to tuck a hand into the back of my pants just to remove the wedge he gave me.
Thank god it was a one day show, because I just skipped dinner and hopped the last plane out that night.
When I went into the convention hall, the lights were bright white and our display booth was even brighter with spot lights on everything. I noticed guys checking me out, but I usually get checked out by guys at trade shows, so I didn't think too much of it.
I went to the bathroom just before the convention opened, and immediately realized what was going on. The material of the suit pants were almost completely see-through, and the underwear I had on was a mesh material. Everyone could see the full outline of my underwear including the dark patch of my bush! I trim to wear little bikinis for my husand, so what's left is a credit-card sized patch. Then I looked at my butt in the mirror, and every inch of my thong (except where it went in my butt) was right there for everyone to see! To make matters worse, everywhere the pants didn't have a seam, the material looked a little more pink from my flesh. I bought the tight pants to draw a little attention and look my best, but here I was standing virtually nude from the waist down!
The rest of the day, almost every single guy,and most of the women, checked me out like you wouldn't believe. To make it worse, since I was dressed the way I was, a lot (and I mean a lot!) of guys took it as an invitation to pat my butt, run their hands over my butt, stare, and flat out tell me how hot I was.
At the end of the day, my BOSS stands next to me at the back of his booth, he puts his hand on the small of my back. Maybe harmess enough, but I feel his pinky finger running over my thong outline! Ewwwww!!!! He says very casually to me, "thanks for bringing in the business today!" Then, he proceeds to pat my ass and then grab it. He grabbed me so hard he gave me a wedgie! He pats me on the butt again and says "see you at dinner!" and walks away. I ended up having to tuck a hand into the back of my pants just to remove the wedge he gave me.
Thank god it was a one day show, because I just skipped dinner and hopped the last plane out that night.
