My girlfriend's floral dress

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It was summer, and my girlfriend wore that beige floral backless halter-neck dress for the first time.

Because it was a backless, off-the-shoulder dress, she only wore a strapless bra.

After putting it on, she was worried about how her back looked and kept adjusting the bra in front of the mirror, while I kept urging her to hurry up.

Because it was a halter-neck dress, the bra would shift when she raised her hand to adjust the back straps. Finally, she asked me to help hold down the front bra so she could adjust the back straps.

I didn't intentionally want her to be exposed; I just casually helped her hold down the dress and bra together.

After she finished tying the back straps with her back to the mirror, she was in a hurry to leave with me and didn't check if there was anything wrong with the front of the dress. As

everyone knows, when you raise your hand to grab the back of your dress, the front of the dress will rise and return to its original position when you

pull your hand back. But because I was holding down the dress and bra for her, the dress shrunk even further when she pulled her hand back, and a large portion of her breasts didn't return to their original position, resulting in a very revealing scene! As I mentioned before, I didn't intentionally want my girlfriend to be exposed. I noticed, but didn't think it was anything special. Since I wanted to get out shopping quickly, I figured she would adjust her bra before leaving, so I didn't specifically remind her.

After leaving, we needed to take the bus. Seeing the bus approaching from the corner, I hurriedly pulled my girlfriend towards the bus stop.

We boarded normally, paying with coins. There were only two seats behind the driver's seat, one on each side with an aisle in between.

These are usually reserved for the elderly or people with small children; otherwise, we could sit. So we each sat on one side.

After we sat down, interacting with my girlfriend, I realized her breasts were exposed even more.

I realized she probably hadn't adjusted her bra before leaving, and the running had made them even more visible.

Since it wasn't convenient to directly tell her about the exposed breasts on the bus, I tried to subtly remind her

with winks and grimaces. However, she thought I was joking and burst out laughing, attracting attention from those around us. I stopped trying and decided to tell her at the next stop.

At the next stop, a group of young people playing basketball rushed on, and the last one of them put in the coin.

They stood in the aisle, completely blocking my girlfriend and me.

Oh my god! No chance to talk, I'd just have to wait until the next stop.

These young people were probably recent graduates, not from the same place; their different accents revealed they were from different provinces.

They noticed my girlfriend's situation and whispered and joked among themselves.

From my seat, I couldn't see my girlfriend's expression or what was going on, and I felt a strange, unsettling feeling.

At the next stop, no one got off. A man in his fifties got on and stood in front of me with his back to me, slightly pushing the young basketball players back so I could see my girlfriend a little better.

After he settled in, he also noticed my girlfriend's chest, because he kept leaning forward and touching her legs as the bus swayed. My girlfriend seemed annoyed and moved her legs to one side.

Seeing this, I knew my girlfriend was unhappy. On a whim, I patted the older man's waist and said, "Uncle, come sit in my seat." The man turned around, looked at me, and smiled, saying, "Young man, I'm not old, I don't need to be taken care of. Please sit, please sit, don't be shy."

After saying that, I felt him lewdly turn back around, his hand deliberately touching my girlfriend's leg, clearly pulling her skirt to one side.

The group of young men saw this too, and I heard their lewd laughter increase.

I saw my girlfriend steal a glance at me; whether out of embarrassment or for some other reason, she didn't straighten her skirt.

When the bus reached the next stop, we had to get off. I wanted to pull my girlfriend off with me, but for some reason, I didn't.

My girlfriend walked ahead, and I followed behind, watching her, barely 1.6 meters tall, weave through the group of young men.

Although no one was bold enough to touch my girlfriend, some physical contact was inevitable.

Considering the view of my girlfriend's chest, I guess everyone probably took a good look at her breasts.

After getting off the bus, I held my girlfriend's hand, which was flushed. Her hand was sweaty, probably from nervousness.

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