night adventures

Let me continue with my story.

By the time I started my "adventures" again, I had already stopped for several months. I had to work up my courage again.

I often go jogging or cycling late at night when it is cooling and quiet. It is one way for me to unstress when exams are near. I find myself going on my trips more often when I'm stressed, so it is another way for me to let off some steam. Isn't it a good idea to go flashing when cycling or jogging at night?

I would go cycling wearing my normal bra and panties under tank-top and shorts when I go cycling. There is a multi-level carpark nearby that I will head for. It is always deserted at the top floor and I would remove my bra there and continue on my way with just a white sports singlet. My nipples will get quite visible when I'm wet with perspiration, so it is exciting whenever I pass by people on my bike. Double the fun if I'm going up or down the pavement when passing people because I shake a lot without my bra! I will go back to the carpark just before going home and put on my bra again. I will usually just unclip my bra and slip it off my shoulders when removing it. It is easy to do so in a singlet, and safer to do it quickly. I will have to clip it around my chest and pull it up the inside of my singlet, slip the straps out of the holes and up my shoulders. This is the time when I am the most scared, because if somebody comes while I'm struggling with my bra with my tanktop pulled halfway up my chest, i may not be able to hide in time.

I tried jogging without my bra, but I can only take baby steps. I wear a C-cup bra and I find it too uncomfortable to run fast. Ok, when I do this, it is not really to exercise, but I still need to be able to run fast if I get into trouble and need to get away. So I dare not do it again. What I do is to remove my panties and bare my butt and wear back my shorts again, in the open. In a dark and quiet spot of course, but out of house. I have done it along the jogging track of a canal near my place, in the middle of a field at midnight, on the top floor of a multi-storey carpark, at the staircase of another block, in a lift going down (now this is really scary, it might open at any time!). All sorts of places. I will sometimes tie the panties around my wrist or stuff it into my bra so that it doesn't drop off. It's no fun keeping it in my pocket. I get a kick out of buying a drink at 7-11 outlets and paying money with that hand. They don't usually notice what it is, unless I'm wearing something lacey.

I think it is the risk of getting caught that keeps me coming back again and again when I keep telling myself to quit. It's like an addiction, the more I do, the more daring I want my next trip to be.