About five or six years ago, my husband and I were outside a local grocery store, when I realized I had forgotten something in the car (just what, I can't recall - it was a few years ago). What I do remember is, it was a blustery day, and I was wearing this red dress made of what I thought was heavy enough material, and a hem that reached below my knees. I ran back to the car, when I turned to see if my husband was still waiting for me outside the electronic doors (he was), when this gust of wind suddenly picked up the hem of my dress. I quickly pulled down my dress, confident no one had seen anything (my husband hadn't been the only shopper in the store parking lot).
When I rejoined my husband at the front of the store, I asked him if my dress hadn't blown up very high. He informed me he had seen my black panties. That's when I realized I probably had flashed everyone else in the parking lot, too. There was nothing else I could do, but finish shopping that day, as red faced as I was. And no, I didn't end up on the local news, or have every man and woman who had seen my panties paw me, as might happen in some less than honest confessions.
I do recall my husband did fuck me hard that night, though. He told me seeing the wind blow my dress up got him pretty horny.