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My wife, Linda, wore a lovely imported dress for our wedding some years back. It had to have some kind of cone-like petticoat under the dress to give it that poofy look. However, it was very hard to walk in since it could get caught under your feet and might make you trip. Now, my wife is somewhat conservative and ordered a dress with shoulder straps. However, the person who was in charge of makeup and dressing her up somehow managed to convince her that a strapless dress was all the rage at the time and she had the breasts to support that style anyway.

Linda has this tendency of listening to people and following their instructions, even if it's not something she thinks is the right course of action. So, she was talked into getting the straps removed on a dress that was meant to have them and her petticoat was attached to the dress as well.

On the day of the wedding, Linda looked stunning. She was 24, slim, and had curves in all the right places. She was just 5 feet tall but wore a 4 inch heel to compensate. The dress was beautiful as well, but as mentioned before, quite difficult to navigate. She was careful throughout the wedding ceremony, and while walking she had to occasionally kick the petticoat into position to make sure she doesn't step on it. It required a fair amount of focus on her part and she managed it quite well, for most part.

The wedding went off quite well and the reception and dinner were almost over. It was getting closer to the end of the night and mostly there were photos being taken before we left. A group of people who worked in Linda's office were there and they wanted to take a picture with her, but they wanted to do this in the driveway of the hotel where the reception was held. There was a fountain there that provided a great backdrop for a photo.

The photo was taken and they were all walking back. Linda was walking back with a friend of hers, and after the long day and all the excitement, she completely forgot about walking carefully with the petticoat. She stepped on the petticoat and stumbled forward, causing her to place her next step on the petticoat as well. The petticoat was attached to the dress, and the dress was pulled down hard. Without the straps, the only thing holding the dress up was the zipper and that gave away.

Suddenly Linda found that her breasts were out in the air and bouncing about. She's quite well-endowed and this was very embarrassing and she quickly pulled the dress up. She reckons not many people were actually around at the time, but the doorman to the hotel was right in front of her and his eyes were wide as saucers apparently. Her friend from office helped her out and they quickly made their way to the nearest ladies room.

Now, this ladies room was part of the hotel and not specifically attached to the reception hall, so even people who were not from the wedding could walk in there. Once there, the dress was examined and there was nothing wrong with it except for the zipper. The petticoat needed some adjusting as it had been stitched on and needed to be fixed. Nothing a couple of safety pins couldn't fix basically but neither my wife nor her friend had any.

So Linda's friend from work stepped out of the ladies room and saw another co-worker and called her over to see if she had any pins. She didn't have any pins either, so the friend left this girl with Linda and said she'll get hold of the Maid of Honour, who definitely had safety pins with her. So Linda was left in the ladies room, holding her dress up with this other girl there. Now this other girl was not exactly a friend of hers and she was the type of girl Linda normally didn't like to associate with. She was a huge gossip and also someone who drinks a lot at parties. This party was no different and this girl, let's call her Bree, was quite drunk. Now, even in her state, Bree knew that there was no fixing the zipper until the pins arrived, but certainly the petticoat was adjustable.

So Bree set about trying to adjust the petticoat, while Linda held the top of the dress. At this point, Linda was panicking and worried that her dress couldn't be fixed at all, and Bree had no experience at all with a petticoat and couldn't figure out what was going on under the dress. Bree figured the best way to fix the petticoat and dress was to take it off. At this point in time, in her panic, Linda preferred to follow instructions that someone else was giving her to fix the problem instead of actually thinking for herself. After a few quick drunken tugs from Bree and shimmies from Linda, Bree had the dress and petticoat in her hands.

Linda found herself standing in the middle of the ladies room wearing nothing but her heels and little white panties. Now, at this point, anyone could have walked in and seen her but this is where she was lucky. At some point Linda finally acted decisively and hopped into a cubicle and the Maid of Honour soon arrived and the dress was all fixed up and that was the end of it.

Linda and Bree aren't friends anymore. Bree teased her about the whole thing in office once she got back to work and that didn't go down too well. Now, I don't know exactly how many people saw her topless here. My guess is that it's just three people, but perhaps there were more people in the driveway who got a bit lucky. My wife is an expert in the blame game, so this was all somehow my fault as she wouldn't have gone to the driveway to get the photo if I wasn't taking one with my friends at the same time. How's that for logic?