Cruising A Breast On The Mediterranean

A little story of my cruise to Greece during the summer of 2019. We arrived, my friend and I, in Athens to join the cruise. Our baggage did not make it. The ship said the bags would join us in a couple of days on one of the islands. We were shown the shops and we bought necessities, and some clothes. I bought a summer dress, for me quite revealing. My friend opted for something far more conservative.

Dressing for dinner my one and only bra just did not go with the dress. My friend went down to the shops and bought some bandaids. With one bandaid across each nipple we went to dinner, braless in my sundress, heads turned from both men and women. I have never complained about my breasts, they are big enough to attract attention but not so big as to be a distraction.

I had more than one invitation to the dance floor, several women shook their head and others smiled and gave a thumbs up. My friend got the message, she bought a couple of sheer blouses and another box of bandaids. We had fun, the center of attention for the over 35 crowd. We were propositioned, which we didn't always turn down, not just from men, but from a couple of older ladies too.

Yes, at first it was a bit self conscious, but the anonymity of the cruise, the wonderful weather, an opportunity to really sport our breasts for all to see, we grew confident and held our heads up high, and our shoulders and posture our teenage mothers' would be proud.