Exhibitionist Diary – Sunday 16th December 2018

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I got the tube into town to meet Ha. I really didn’t know what to wear… I wanted to push the boundaries a bit, but then she had one idea of me and it might seem a bit odd. In the end I went for boots, longish skirt and a top. But it was cold so I had a sweater over that, and then a coat… Today was not a day for flashing anything to anyone.

I was surprised to see Ha with one of the girls I’d met at the spa (Lily) and a guy I hadn’t met. Apparently it was the lifelong friend she’d told me about. The one question mark I had when she’d told me about him was answered instantly by the way he looked at me: he certainly wasn’t gay.

He stood up and pulled the chair out for me to sit and I felt a little bit gooey inside. He was easily six foot tall and maybe a year or two older than me.

His name was Kieran anyway, and he was nice. And he told me embarrassing stories about Ha when she was young.

Anyway, we talked and ate brunch and we were all about to go our separate ways at the tube station and I was so distracted by Ha suddenly leaning towards Lily and they exchanged a kiss that I hope I didn’t put Kieran off when he suggested he gives me a call sometime and I said “sure”. Because I couldn’t get out of my mind that Ha was a lesbian and I’d never even thought of it. I mean, no reason why she should be, but now I felt weird about hanging around naked in the spa. But Lily was there too… Yeah, I’m a fool, and Ha has set me up good and proper.

But it would be quite nice if Kieran calls.

To Be A Nude Artwork

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““I envy you,” she said, “It’s wonderful to be nude in the rain.”
I could have strangled her: if it’s that great then why didn’t you just do it and leave me as I was?
We arrived in the main square. There were a handful of people, apparently tourists,...

“I envy you,” she said, “It’s wonderful to be nude in the rain.”

I could have strangled her: if it’s that great then why didn’t you just do it and leave me as I was?

We arrived in the main square. There were a handful of people, apparently tourists, and all holding umbrellas. The rain was too heavy to be outside without one. Some of them looked in our direction and pointed and muttered to each other. I folded my arms across my chest and tried to huddle in on myself.

“Are you cold?” Mia asked me.

“No,” I said, “I just don’t want to be here.”

But that didn’t seem to matter to Mia. Maybe I should have claimed to feel the chill and hope for some sympathy, but it still felt very warm despite the rain.

We kept walking. We appeared to be heading directly towards a young couple looking at a guide book. They noticed us when we were only ten paces away and I could see the surprise in their eyes as a naked woman walking towards them in the rain.

Read the rest of Interview With An Artist, and 11 other ENF stories, in Naked Women in Shorts

Exhibitionist Diary – Friday 14th December 2018

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Today was always the only day of the year that the women in the office weren’t wearing grey skirts and white blouses. Since Jo shook things up that’s changed a bit, but there was still a lot more glamour about the place. Helen on reception had a very sleek black dress on, and Ha’s green dress looked like it was almost painted onto her skin, it was that tight.

I thought this was probably my opportunity to experiment in front of work colleagues, but as it turned out my own dress was somewhat conservative compared to both of those. But the long socks did attract a bit of attention, since I actually was showing some thigh for the first time, and if thin straps didn’t make it clear that I wasn’t wearing a bra then nothing would.

Ha told me I looked really nice, and then freaked me out by running her hand over my hips and saying something about being sneaky with a concealed knickerline! I didn’t dare tell her I had nothing to conceal, but part of me wonders if she knows that already. Especially since I blush so much whenever I think anyone has any inkling… (Which is ridiculous since that’s surely the point of being an exhibitionist?)

Lunch was nice: I had salmon, and maybe a bit too much wine, and I ended up in a drunken conversation with Brian and Jo where Brian told her how great I was and the Tuesday start-up couldn’t get enough of me. Jo looked me up and down as if seeing me in a new light, which I guess she was since I haven’t worn anything this daring in the office. I so want her to like me.

Jo and the other senior people left early and then everything kind of petered out over the course of the evening. I actually had quite an early night.