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What lovely, big knickers they are. Ever since I was very young, a pair of directoire knickers (‘bloomers’ for those ladies who love that sexy word for their elastic-leg knickers) has never failed to get the rapt and excited attention of every woman I have ever known, and a lot of nice, sexy men, too.
Look at all those women enjoying those big, sexy knickers, and I know exactly what they are really thinking, even if each of them would ‘deny everything’ if there was a man within a mile!
Judging by the age of the photo, it is probable that each of those women is wearing a similar pair of knickers, but the correct size knickers, of course, if I had anything to do with them! Ahh, the best era of all, weren’t they?
Look at that chap behind the women. I bet he was a lover of women’s knickers!
Here is a group of older, village women out helping with the harvest, just as they did all around my remote farming area when I was young. Nearly every woman I knew just loved to remove her skirt or dress and show off her bloomers at any excuse, and the photo shows it was harvest time of year. In my experience a woman usually put on an older pair of bloomers (directoire knickers) for the farming occasions, and she always enjoyed every minute of her knickers being looked at by everyone. They all had such wonderful, risque fun that the fields soon echoed with their laughter, and I always saw the men having as much knickers-gawping as they dared!
I grew up knowing that most men adored women’s bloomers, and of course, girl’s knickers, too, and I soon discovered that life in a remote, country village was far more knickers-orientated than any town or city, anywhere!
In my village, Mrs B did our laundry, apart from our intimate underwear, and she was always undressed to her knickers whenever I went to collect or deliver our washing. At her cottage I never, ever, saw her with a skirt or dress on, even when the postie or anybody local called. She used to say to me that if anyone wants to look at her knickers they are welcome to, and everyone did! Mind you, she did look lovely in her underwear, and she knew it!
When I was young, many mature-aged women far out here in the country were only too eager to undress to their knickers, as I mentioned for the picture above.
Here, a woman has tucked her pinny into her knickers, and I’m sure that those people working behind her were all enjoying her beautiful, knickered bottom all day long!
Actually she is wearing a pair of cuff-leg pantees. They look to me like silky-rayon pantees, but it’s hard to tell for sure. Cuff-leg pantees are certainly nice and cool and airy to wear for the summer, so it makes sense that she would choose to wear her pantees.
A lovely, typical scene in the early 1960’s.
We all wore stockings and suspenders, then, and skirts were getting shorter and shorter!
Every day produced many wolf whistles, and opportunities to show glimpses of our stocking-tops and suspenders were endless.
We all knew that our full-fitting knickers and panties showed up best in pure-white, but some girls loved pastel-coloured knickers as well. Most of our time seemed to be spent dreaming and contriving new ways to safely show flashes of our knickers to our chosen targets, and our knickers were always foremost in our minds.
This young woman is clearly posing for the camera as her knickers are briefer than most of us liked to wear in reality, but in most other ways she is typical of my day.
Exciting times always lay ahead!
An old friend, Jill, from long ago, in a very normal ‘position’ in our far country village.
Around that time, when skirt fashions had started getting shorter, we couldn’t bear to put our favourite knickers aside for briefer knickers, so wherever we were during the day, when the men were at work we relaxed and enjoyed exposing our knicker-legs to each other. Back home after the walk we would often remove our dresses and sit in the garden, admiring each others’ knickers and other underwear in the sunshine. It was our normal, relaxed way of life then.
Jill and I seldom went out without wearing stockings, so it was clearly a very hot day!
These pantie-girls are wearing proper, full-fitting panties, and lovely their panties are, too.
Many of you love to call them ‘knickers’, so let’s call them knickers for you.
I wonder which of their knickers you love the best. I’d like to know.
My knickers were never briefer than those on the left of the photo.
Never briefer before the miniskirt era, never during, and never since those heady times!
But we had a delicious choice of knickers, from soft, white cotton knickers to silky nylon knickers, and all in between. There were silky rayon knickers, stretch-nylon, and many unusual knicker-materials too numerous to list here. But I enjoyed wearing them all.
Even aertex knickers were exciting at times, and they were on sale from me in a whole range of pantees and knickers styles.
Now, I wonder what knicker games these girls were about to enjoy!