Women all over the world watch what "It" girl and fashion model Jodie Adams is wearing. She always looks beautiful, sexy, and desirable in the latest, most exquisite dresses and footwear straight from the designer.

But more and more interest is being focused on what Jodie isn’t wearing. She generally doesn't wear tights, which isn’t unusual; women going bare-legged has been more fashionable since the nineties. Jodie is one, though, that keeps her long legs shaved and displayed even through the colder winter months. But her desire to keep more flesh bare doesn’t stop with her legs, and on many occasions, Jodie is seen going commando in flesh-revealing high-side slitted and sheer material dresses.

Jodie could blame the designers, who hate seeing panty lines, but secretly she just likes not wearing underwear and loves these provocative, alluring outfits that get people’s imagination racing. It is also comfortable being free down there, plus there are some good health advantages too.

Jodie openly admits she very rarely wears underwear at all these days. The combination of nothing on her legs and nothing between them is so sexy. What guy doesn’t like hearing about a beautiful lady who doesn’t wear underwear? Jodie has become a sex symbol infamous for her underwear-free antics.

Her arse firm and her pussy shaved, she just adds fuel to the flames as she goes out in more risqué, shorter outfits. With the flesh of her legs leading up to her bare pussy, there is a risk she could expose her sex, but that is part of the excitement.

As women across the world watch Jodie bravely take the knicker-less route, they decide to do it too. Combined with a hot summer, forgoing your knickers soon becomes a trend with women on both sides of the Atlantic, and sales of underwear start to plummet.

The sexy, slender blonde can't turn back now; she has to keep her legs bare, her pussy shaved, and her panties off.

Enter Krista Silver, CEO of Silver Power, a company producing ladies' grooming products, including the Power 22 ladies’ razor. Krista knows that sex sells and gets Jodie Adams as the central figure of her marketing campaign for her razor. The Power 22 glides effortlessly over a lady’s armpits, legs, and vulva, leaving the skin smooth and soft. Jodie Adams is selling the razor, selling herself, and selling sex. The sales and success then led to the next generation Power 33 electric razor.

The flight to New York from Los Angeles seems long and tiresome. Jodie sits next to Ulysses, her right-hand man, pondering the new Power 33 she is heading to New York to promote.

At forty, Ulysses is almost twice the age of his female boss. He is well-built with grey hair. Enjoying the comforts of first class, Ulysses quickly falls asleep while Jodie watches a film.

“Can I get you anything?” Carol, an air hostess, says in her polite accent.

“No, I am fine, thank you,” Jodie answers.

“Jasmine and I aren’t wearing any knickers,” Carol whispers, pointing to her dark-haired, brown-eyed colleague.

“Oh, really,” Jodie replies.

“We just love the way you go without, Miss Adams.”

Ulysses wakes up half-hearing the conversation. He glances over to the attractive Jasmine, who winks back at him. Both ladies are in standard blue airline suits, with bare legs and heels.

“What about you, sir? Do you need anything?” Jasmine asks.

“I’m good,” Ulysses answers.

“Well, let me know if you change your mind.”

About thirty minutes later, Ulysses makes his way to the toilet.

“You know you said if I needed anything,” he says to Jasmine as he walks past.

Ulysses goes into the small toilet. Jasmine quickly follows him in. They immediately kiss. Ulysses can’t help staring into her brown eyes, which slowly close as they kiss again. He lifts her skirt up. Carol was right, no underwear. Jasmine’s pussy looks sweet and inviting. Ulysses’ cock is hard, and he wastes no time in getting it out. Their bodies naturally connect in the small space as she spreads, and he falls between her legs. Ulysses starts rubbing Jasmine's pussy, wetting her up for the main event. He slides his cock inside her waiting snatch. She moans as he lightly thrusts into her wet canal. The plane's motion and the communal orgasm take them to a heady height as they both cum. They pant hot and breathless in their confines. As he pulls out, a dollop of cum drops out of Jasmine’s pussy and splatters on the floor.

Jodie nods disapprovingly as Ulysses sits back down next to her. She knows she can’t say anything after all the stuff he has witnessed her get up to.

Ulysses is content, having joined the Mile High Club, another tick on the bucket list.

Jodie and Ulysses check into their Manhattan hotel. Annemarie, in reception, is commando, courteous, and polite. She hasn’t worn underwear for the last month.

“A Miss Cardi is in the bar waiting for you, Miss Adams,” Annemarie says.

“Ok, thank you, I will be twenty minutes. Please, can you let her know?” Jodie replies.

Tired from the travelling and sex, Ulysses goes to his room. Jodie, still wide awake, is happy to get changed and meet Khloe Cardi, her agent and good friend.

Khloe is calmly sitting at the bar waiting for Jodie to arrive. She is in her early thirties and has an air of wisdom about her, which Jodie often needs to ground her. Khloe's lightly curled, long ginger hair flows down her back. She is in a cream dress, her freckled legs crossed with a pair of black and cream sandals dangling in mid-air.

Jodie walks in wearing a white dress and beige high-heel sandals, her red toes looking perfect. Her long blonde hair is flowing. You wouldn’t think she has just got off a plane.

The pair catch up and order some red wine. Khloe knows Jodie won't be tied yet and will be up for a drink.

“Hello, you are, Jodie Adams?” a voice cries out.

“Yes, I am,” Jodie confirms turning round to see a brunette in her late twenties with a slate grey dress on.

 “I’m Bryony. I think you're an inspiration being so open about not wearing underwear,” the woman exclaims. “I bet you aren’t wearing panties now, are you?” Bryony continues.

“No, I am not,” Jodie confirms.

Jared, the barman, pricks his ears up as he overhears the conversation.

“My boyfriend likes me to go out without panties at the weekend. I am a bit worried about exposing myself and people seeing my pubes. How do you deal with it, Jodie?” Bryony asks.

Jared pretends to do something with some glasses close to the women as he gets turned on by their conversation.

“I don’t have any pubic hair,” Jodie exclaims as Jared almost drops some glassware.

“You completely shave down there?” Bryony asks.

“Yes, completely.”

“I prefer to keep a small mound around my penis fly trap,” Khloe joins in.

“Whatever you do, Bryony, make sure you use a Power 33 razor,” Jodie says as Bryony finishes her drink and heads towards the lift.

“Always selling the dream, that’s why you are my favourite client, Jodie,” Khloe says smiling.

“I like to do my best for our products.”

“I think we're turning that barman on,” Khloe whispers.

The bar is now almost empty, so the ladies order a cocktail from Jared and go and sit on a sofa.

“You go without knickers all the time, Khloe?” Jodie says lightly stroking Khloe’s legs.

“At first it was just on evenings out, but now especially as it’s the summer I don’t bother with panties in the office either. I do love my ginger pubes though.”

"You know, I do sometimes leave some trimmed hair down there, but more often I shave it all off," Jodie exclaims.

"So, Jodie how do you find it if you’re with a guy and he knows you are bare down there?”

“Guys often subtly find their way up my dress or skirt,” Jodie says.

“Would you flash a guy?” Khloe asks.

“Maybe!”

Just then Jared walks over with the drinks. Khloe uncrosses her legs and smirks at Jodie. As Jared puts the drinks down, Jodie pushes Khloe’s dress up giving Jared a view of her ginger pussy. He looks intently between her legs without saying a word. As he walks back to the bar, the ladies giggle to themselves.

After they finish their cocktails, Jodie invites Khloe up to her suite for a last nightcap. She asks Jared for a bottle of bourbon to be sent up as they make their way out of the bar.

A knock at her door indicates the whiskey has arrived. Jodie welcomes Jared in. He sets down the bottle along with a couple of tumblers.

He is medium height with dark brown hair, a mischievous smile and kind eyes.

“Shall I pour, Miss Adams?”

“Yes, please, Jared.”

“Will you join us?” Khloe asks.

“I shouldn’t; I am on duty,” he says, pouring some bourbon into a glass.

“We have another glass. Go on, rules are made to be broken,” Jodie says.

“OK, just for a quick one. We aren’t very busy now.”

Jared chucks some ice in the spare glass and pours himself a drink. Jodie and Khloe walk out on the balcony.

“Please come and sit down,” Jodie says, calling over to him.

Jared walks over and settles down in the spare chair. From the balcony, you can see across the city. Jodie likes sitting out here at night looking at the bright lights of the city that never sleeps.

Jared looks longingly at the ladies’ legs and heels.

“You heard our conversation downstairs, didn’t you?” Jodie asks.

“I know you both aren’t wearing panties. You like teasing us guys, don’t you?” he answers.

“Yes, a little bit. But teasing is when something is out of reach. This is in your reach if you want it to be,” Khloe says.

Khloe slowly gets up and stands in front of Jared. She puts her leg up on his seat between his legs. Jared looks at Khloe’s white toes in her designer sandals; his eyes travel up her legs to her thighs as she once again displays her snatch for him. Jared looks in wonder at her pussy.

He moves closer and slowly runs his hand over Khloe’s milky white thighs and then slowly over her ginger pubic hair. Khloe puts her fingers in the bourbon and wipes them over her snatch. Jared leans forward. He can smell the whiskey as his tongue makes contact with her cunt. He licks the spirit from her. His tongue finds its way between her pussy lips and glides over her clit.

Jodie gets up and leans against the balcony watching her friend get pleasured.

Having finished Khloe off, Jared gets up and goes over to Jodie.

“So, you want my little pussy now?” she asks.

“Yes, is that OK?”

“More than, OK,” Jodie confirms.

Jared pushes up her dress. He looks down at her perfectly smooth, shaved snatch. He gets on his knees as Jodie spreads her legs. His soft wet tongue soon starts licking her. He stimulates her clit as he pushes inside her. She is soaking down there.

Jodie turns around and pushes her butt out. Jared holds her ass and runs his hands over her cheeks. He pulls them apart and starts kissing her anus and then licking it. He keeps rimming, and then a few moments later, he moves his tongue back to her pussy. He keeps going there until Jodie lets out a loud moan and orgasms.

“How did I taste?”

“Amazing, Miss Adams.”

Jared goes back to work, leaving the ladies wet and horny. Jodie and Khloe continue playing around and eventually end up naked, entwined around each other in Jodie’s bed.

Khloe leaves early in the morning to get changed and go into her office. Jodie relaxes after a long flight and an eventful evening. She feels shattered as the jet lag kicks in.

Suddenly, her laptop comes to life with a video call from Laura, her personnel assistant in LA.

“Morning, Laura, I have a bad connection, so I will have to keep my camera off,” Jodie says lying through her teeth. It was actually that she was still naked in bed.

“No, worries. Everything ready for the product launch and award show?” Laura asks.

“Yes, I think so. When are you arriving?”

“I fly in tomorrow, Jodie.”

“That dress I have for you will be the talk of the fashion world,” Laura continues.

“I know, it looks so sexy; I can’t wait to wear it,” Jodie confirms excitedly.

After the brief conversation, Laura signs off.

The long raven-haired Laura’s style normally consists of a T-shirt, denim skirt, no knickers, and flip-flops. As she generally works from home, so it is fairly risk-free to have her pussy naked. It also turns her on when she has video calls with guys who would have no idea she is commando. She has found wearing denim skirts a good choice to go commando with, as they remain pretty stiff. So, she continues to be knicker-less when she goes out; there is no risk of the wind blowing her skirt up, and she loves the airy feeling around her labia.

Jodie walks down the hotel hallway in a red flowery mini dress with red open-toe mule clogs on her feet.

“Good morning, Miss Adams, how are you?” Jared says as he walks past her in the empty corridor.

“I’m fine, though my pussy isn’t as wet as it could be.”

“Really.”

Jared immediately puts his hand up her dress and starts feeling her nakedness. A surprised Jodie jumps back.

“Do you mind, Miss Adams?”

“No, please carry on,” Jodie says, welcoming his advances. “And call me Jodie.”

Jared softly rubs her pussy and gets her wet. He dips his fingers into her wetness and glides his thumb over her clit.

“Thank you for last night. Not many people like eating out an ass. I enjoy receiving,” Jodie exclaims.

“Any time, Jodie,” Jared says.

Jodie soon cums as Jared pushes his fingers as far inside her as they will go. He pulls them out and lifts her dress to get a sneaky peek at her pleasured pussy.

With a soggy pussy, Jodie heads to reception, where Ulysses is waiting to take her to lunch.

The weather is still glorious, and the sun beats down on Jodie, Khloe, and Krista Silver on the terrace of the swanky restaurant.

The ladies are all in summer dresses and high heels with no underwear.

“I can’t believe the feedback we are getting, Jodie. It’s amazing. This new Power 33 razor is so good. I used it this morning, and my pussy feels and looks great,” Krista gushes.

Krista is wearing a slightly shorter dress than the other two. She uncrosses her legs, giving Jodie and Khloe a flash of her shaved vagina. She doesn’t care and repeatedly does it.

“I'm looking forward to the new product launch tomorrow at the Fashion Award show, it'll be amazing,” Jodie says.

“It’s down to the fact you go commando, Jodie. Your little pussy is making us millions,” Krista says, smiling.

“I don’t think that is just down to me. Other celebrities have gone without panties before. And it’s been a hot summer. You can’t lay it all at my door,” Jodie states.

“Well, you are one of the most beautiful women in the world, always in the press at big events. And you have openly stated many times you don’t wear panties. I think you are an influencer, Jodie,” Khloe interjects.

“I am not sure all that is true. But thank you, I think,” Jodie says sheepishly.

Khloe and Krista leave for another meeting. Jodie beacons Ulysses over. He sits down next to her.

Not ready to leave, Jodie calls the waitress over to order more drinks.

“You are Jodie Adams, aren’t you? I am a big fan.”

“Thank you, Mia,” Jodie says noting the blonde waitress’ name badge.

“I have just started going commando,” Mia whispers to Jodie.

“I am not wearing any underwear right now,” she says excitedly.

Mia is addressed in a white shirt, blue skirt, and beige closed-toe flat mules. Jodie studies her legs as she adjusts her sunglasses.

“The Power 22 makes my skin feel like silk. Here, touch me!” Mia says as she shows off her lack of modesty and lifts her little blue skirt, showing Jodie and Ulysses her pussy.

Jodie quickly strokes Mia’s pussy.

“What did you want to drink?” Mia says, quivering.

“Glass of wine and a sparkling water, please,” Jodie says.

Mia hurries off to get their drinks.

“Wow, that wasn’t weird at all,” Ulysses comments.

“No weirder than shagging in a plane toilet,” Jodie says.

“Maybe the maître d will want me to touch his stiffy,” Ulysses jokes.

“You need to get going soon to pick up Laura from the airport,” Jodie says.

“Yes, boss. You are right.”

Ulysses picks up Laura, sporting her usual look, denim skirt, and flip-flops. She then transforms and heads off to the ‘Fashion Awards’ wearing a green dress and black sandals. Having not packed any underwear. Her smooth legs run up to her normal knicker-less state.

Khloe is waiting for Laura to arrive. She is dressed in a deep blue skirt and halter neck top with lime green stilettos.

“Fuck, Laura, I almost didn’t recognise you,” she says, admiring Laura’s dress. It was the first time she had seen her not wear denim. Her black hair is pulled up and curled; her pale complexion is complimented with a small amount of makeup.

“Come on, let’s track Krista down,” Laura says.

A sea of photographers snaps away at celebrities as they walk the red carpet. All eyes want to see who is wearing what.

Then Jodie Adams comes into view, walking effortlessly along the runway. All eyes move in her direction as the beautiful blonde model glides along in a slinky tangerine dress.

The designer gown features sheer side panels that expose her legs from knee to waist, making it abundantly clear she isn’t wearing any panties.

The dress looks quite demure from the front, but Jodie’s sexy side view leaves people speechless. It bridges the gap between glamour and suggestion. The flash of a curve and a hint of leg movement.

Jodie finishes off the look with tangerine high-heel sandals and smoky eyeliner. 

“No underwear, Jodie!” a photographer shouts out.

“You know me, boys, I never wear panties,” she replies.

“Knew they would like the dress,” Laura says as she smiles at Khloe.

Krista rushes over, dressed in a black number. Her husband, Read, trails behind her.

“This is going to be epic,” she says.

Jodie moves through the evening as she is ushered in front of billboards and plinths shouting about the new Power 33 razor.

The awards show then goes into full swing and the Power 22 wins best ladies grooming product.

Reeling from the success, Krista holds an afterparty at her house for all involved.

The house has a very modern, open-plan two-storey living area and dining room with a kitchen set back under an interior balcony that extends out into the room. Part of the mezzanine floor is glass. Krista has been constantly teasing Read by standing above him with a skirt and no panties on, giving her husband a smooth, naked view.

Jodie, Khloe, and Laura get stuck in with champagne cocktails. They spread the love to Michelle, one of Krista’s yoga friends. She downs the first one and gets round two arranged. The party is in full swing, with everyone getting spoilt with food and cocktails. The high-flying guests slowly lose their inhibitions with every sip of alcohol.

Everyone is dressed up in hot styles. Michelle looks radiant in a very short deep blue dress, black tights, and heels. Their host, Krista, is in a black dress with silver detailing and sports red stilettos on her feet. Khloe in her blue number. But none of them quite shine like Jodie in eye-catching tangerine.

Alone in the Kitchen, Read wastes no time in getting his arms around Krista. Knowing she is commando, he can’t wait to feel her nakedness as he puts his hand up her dress. He then goes to the next level and pulls out his cock, and rubs it against Krista’s ass. Krista pushes him away, but then puts her hand around his cock and starts wanking him off. She keeps tugging until she feels him about to explode; she grabs a cocktail shaker and puts his knob in it, and watches the semen spurt out.

Krista looks at his milky cum sliding down the metal interior of the shaker as she pulls her dress down to cover her dignity.

Jodie steps back out of the toilet to see Read finish off in the shaker and watches Krista add some Tequila, Grenadine, and orange juice, then shake.

“This really will be a cocktail!” Krista jokes to a smug Read as she walks back through to the party.

“Anyone for a drink? Another cocktail?” Krista cries.

Jodie opts for bourbon on ice.

The party thins out and only fairly drunk people are left including, Jodie, Laura, Khloe, and Michelle. Read asks if any of the ladies want to take the plunge and dance on the glass floor above them. Krista is the first to volunteer. Read is consumed by how sexy this is as Krista walks upstairs; it doesn’t bother him that his wife was about to flash her vagina. Read and most other red-blooded males gather under the glass floor and gaze up at Krista’s nakedness.

“What the hell,” says Khloe as she starts to walk upstairs.

The view of Khloe’s ginger mound gets the crowd even more turned on as the ladies dance to the music. They soon have Laura next to them shaking her thing too.

As soon as Jodie puts her heel on the staircase everyone cheers. She slowly walks up and joins her friends. Her dress shows off her perfect body as she rubs her legs and squats down a bit giving the people what they want. Her pussy! The men get stiff cocks and necks from looking up the skirts of these sexy commando ladies.

Michelle then takes the plunge and takes off her heels and pulls down her tights and panties. She slips her feet back in her heels and joins them on the mezzanine. Soon every woman is up there all bare-legged and underwear-free in dresses or skirts. It’s pussy heaven.

Khloe pulls Jodie close as they dance, and they start kissing. Knowing how much they are turning on the guys below, Khloe puts her hand up Jodie’s dress and starts playing with her pussy. Jodie returns the favour and strokes Khloe’s ginger cunt.

Michelle hadn’t realised quite how short her dress is, as she finds it hard not to show off her neatly trimmed bush.

Read decides to join the girls upstairs. They cheer at the arrival of a man. He falls to his knees as the ladies dance for him.

Read then grabs Krista and not for the first time tonight lifts her skirt up. He undoes his trousers, his hard dick finds her wet pussy, and he goes inside her for all to see. It is no longer a party, but more of an orgy.

Everyone gets so preoccupied they don’t even notice when Jodie slips away.

It is gone 3 am when Jodie arrives back at the hotel. She walks past Jared, who is just going off duty. She asks him if he could bring some bourbon up to her room. He says he would be happy to before he finishes.

As he enters Jodie’s room, he notices two tumblers filled with bourbon and the bottle from the other night sitting on the table. It is not even half empty.

“You don’t need any bourbon,” he exclaims.

“No. I think you know what I need,” she says.

Jodie gets up and walks over to Jared. He can’t believe how hot she looks in her tangerine dress.

She puts her arms around him and kisses him firmly on the lips. He drops the bottle and returns the kiss, this time with force and passion as their tongues meet.

Jodie is feeling so horny. Jared's hands caress her round ass. She moves his hand and puts it between her legs; he immediately starts rubbing her bald cunt.

Jodie undoes his trousers and rips off his uniform white shirt. He puts his hard cock between her thighs. She wiggles her legs and feels it push inside her.

Jared’s penis slides nicely into Jodie’s wet, slippery pussy. He pushes harder. She is so wet. Jared pulls out of her, still hard. Jodie looks at his penis covered in her fluid. She takes a swig of bourbon and sits on the edge of the bed, her legs wide open. He studies her wet pussy and can’t wait to get back inside it. Jodie undoes her sandals and slips her feet out. She stands up, suddenly a few inches shorter and turns around.

“Would you mind?” she says, beckoning Jared to undo her dress.

He pulls the zip down; her back looks so smooth as her dress falls open. Jodie pushes it down her body. Naked, she takes Jared by the hand.

“I want you to just keep fucking me,” she demands.

Jared has no issue with her demand as they continue to fuck through the night. He has never seen a woman get so wet.

The Power 33 becomes another winner for Krista’s Silver Power company with Jodie’s face attached to it.

Jared looks up at the larger-than-life billboard on Fifth Avenue, Jodie’s body reaching across in a black minidress, her legs on full display beckoning you to buy the Power 33. Jared can’t help thinking the advert was there just for him to see every day on his way to work. He smells his fingers; he can almost still detect the scent of her pussy on his hand as he thinks back to the week Jodie Adams last stayed at his hotel.