Minor wardrobe malfunction (True Story)

Minor wardrobe malfunction (True Story)
By Deine Freundin


This took place in the neighborhood that the "Painting" incident took place.




I used play tennis, to keep my body in shape. I loved wearing those short tennis skirts. They always showed off my perfect, smooth, tanned legs. I enjoyed the reactions I would receive from having guys of all ages, check out the way my skirt would swing from side to side. The way the ruffled pleats would, ever so slightly bounce up as I walked. A breeze would help it up a little higher at times.

Anyway's, I pulled into my driveway, got out of my powder blue, 2-dr Thunderbird convertible (what a great car that was), I was bent over the side of the car retrieving my groceries out of the back seat.
When a young man's voice said, "Hi Mrs. C. Ah...you might want to know that your tennis skirt is stuck into the rear of your panties."

It was our paperboy!!!

I jumped up, stood straight as a board, turned around quickly, all in one motion. With my backside to him, proceeded to pull my skirt out of my semi-transparent panties. He was blushing as he said that. I was blushing profusely as well.
"Omg..!!...OMG..!! I can't believe it! OMG!", was all I could say.

"You have nothing to be embarrassed about Mrs. C. I didn't really see THAT much", he said.

"No...NO..You don't understand. After I left the club (I went to the ladies room before I left), I went to the Gas Station, the PX and the Commissary.....And no one, I mean NO ONE!!, said anything to me. I mean I was standing in lines to pay for everything and no one said a damn thing!", I let him know.
I was still facing him and was still continuing to lift and drop the back of my skirt, several times in a row, to make sure that my skirt was indeed completely out.

"Well...I don't really blame them. You do have a beautiful backside", came a voice from behind me.
It was the paperboy's older brother that helps him from time to time.

I shrieked. Turned around again, grabbed my groceries and ran as fast as I could into the house. All the time hearing them laugh, saying..."Did you see that???...OMG....Wow!! She has got a totally HOT ass!!"

I was soooo embarrassed. All I can say is, I'm very glad they didn't have cell-phone camera's or The Internet back then. Otherwise I would have been plastered all over YouTube.