Exhibitionist Diary – Thursday 14th March 2019

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I had the morning in the PR company, then lunch was at my desk as I was really busy. Managing Rachel’s questions really affects how much of my own work I can get done, because that hasn’t reduced! There better be a pay rise somewhere at the end of this.

It was still freezing and I found it funny that both Ellie and I were wrapped up in layers, because their place isn’t as warm as our office or the start-up.

Ha sent me an e-mail saying she’d still no idea what was up with Jo, but she thought it might not be a work problem. I hope she’s okay.

Exhibitionist Diary – Wednesday 13th March 2019

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It’s freezing today. Why does March do that? I hadn’t been out for a run since the end of last week (so: yes, I’m still doing that), so I went out this morning, forgetting I had Pilates this evening. I kept getting cramp near the end, which the teacher found more funny than I think she should!

I kept watching out for Jo again today but she didn’t leave her office and I spent more time with Rachel, showing her how things worked and answering questions. Brian came by to check I was okay with “managing” her (and I didn’t even realise I was) and I said sure, as if I was some kind of super-boss or something.

I got an e-mail from Kieran today as his flatmate is away this weekend so I’m going over on Friday night to stay the weekend. I can’t wait.

Unbuttoning For My Art

Topless woman in a cafe
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“Well, it looks like we have a winner,” she said and she started to unbutton her blouse. I watched as she unfastened one, two, three buttons. I knew she was going to go through with it.

Then, on an impulse, I reached across and touched her forearm.

“No! Wait,” I said, “I need to think.”

“No time to think,” she said, her blouse flapping open to reveal glimpses of her perfect breasts. I felt myself become rigid in my chair. “Just unbutton your dress. Or do you want me to do it?” The seductive look returned to her eyes again. That was one step I wasn’t ready for.

“No! No!” I said, rather too quickly. My hands moved quickly to my top button and unfastened it, and then the second one.

Then I paused and wondered why I was doing this. The choice wasn’t between me unbuttoning my dress or her doing it, it was between me doing it or it not happening at all.

“Fine,” Elisa said and went to push her blouse off her shoulders. I still couldn’t believe she was going to go through with it, not with nothing to gain. Nothing except the thrill, I guess.

Read the rest of The Author, and 11 other ENF stories, in Naked Women in Shorts

Exhibitionist Diary – Tuesday 12th March 2019

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It’s been over two days since anyone last saw me naked. Two days and not even a flash! It turned cold today so I wore boots and a skirt to the start-up, although it was a bit cold on the way to and from the tube, and a nice big sweater that felt great against my skin. Although it was a bit too hot in the office and I was stuck like that because no matter how much I wanted to I’m pretty sure I couldn’t just sit there topless. But it would be fun if I could.

But Richard, one of the new guys they’ve hired, was definitely talking to me a lot, with plenty of fishing about whether I have a boyfriend or not (like “who do I live with” etc). I left him hanging, which I felt a bit mean about and wondered if it was too naughty, but I like being flirted with. He’s a bit too posh for me so it’s not going to go anywhere, and it makes me feel good.

More ENF Please

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I’m feeling very good inside about seeing a recommendation on the blog of fellow ENF author A.D. Rowen.

Kara Bryn is, like me, a British writer of erotica. She writes that she likes her characters “to come out of my stories with fewer clothes than they went in with”. She does some CFNM (Clothed Female/Nude Male) which isn’t my bag, but the majority of her stuff is CFNF, ENF (Embarrassed Nude Female), and some brilliant ‘Only One Naked’ scenarios. As well as her books on Amazon, she has a website with exclusive stories and an on-going series (written in the form of a blog) about a woman tentatively discovering exhibitionism.

Works of hers that might appeal to my readers are mostly her collections Just ENF and Naked Women in Shorts. Fan’s of my character Becky’s nonchalant attitude towards being naked in the company of clothed people will especially love Dressed In Tattoos from the latter compendium.

A.D. Rowen has three ENF books published (to-date), so to get a mention from someone with such a good reputation is pretty amazing. And if you like my ENF books, then I can recommend starting with Best Friends With A Naked Girl, and then moving onto the sequel Love Life of a Naked Girl.

Mr A (as I shall call him) also recommended a few more authors, some of which I’ve read and some I’ll be seeking out:

Go and read the full post and all the reasons for seeking these people out here, and support a fellow author by buying one of his books here.

Best Friends with a Naked Girl by [Rowen, A D]

Exhibitionist Diary – Monday 11th March 2019

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I was actually kind of dreading seeing Ha this morning, afraid that her opinion of me would go right down after Saturday night’s silliness. She just said “hello” like normal and I still didn’t really know if anything had changed (I mean: surely it had to? But then it’s not like we’d done anything). I even wore pretty normal clothes, for me.

Anyway, the big news was that Jo was in, so that answers the question about whether she still works for the company. She didn’t look good, and she shut herself in the office the whole day. I got an e-mail from her asking (telling?) me to show Rachel around some of our client files so she could do some useful work because she didn’t have time. It wasn’t like Jo not to make time for someone new so something is definitely up.

Exhibitionist Diary – Sunday 10th March 2019

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That was a night to remember! Kieran came around in the afternoon but I told him I was too busy for sex as there was cooking to do. It actually made it more fun when it finally happened because he’d had to wait for so long… but I’m getting ahead of myself.

Ha and Lily turned up about six-thirty, both in nice evening dresses, and both with much slimmer figures than me that meant they looked stunning. I’m glad they’re gay or I’d worry about Kieran, even if he and Ha have been friends for years. Thankfully my slip kept him distracted enough, and Ha said something about it being a great choice and she hoped to see me wear it to work one day.

Dinner all went well anyway, and the wine was flowing and we were sat around in the main room with me on the sofa with Kieran, Ha in the armchair and Lily leant up against it at her feet. (She said she sat on the floor a lot.)

Anyway, Ha said something about being disappointed that I wasn’t naked because the only reason she’d accepted the invite was because Kieran had told her that I never wore clothes at home. I said I made an exception for house guests, but I have to admit the idea did make my skin tingle and I wondered how they’d react. But Ha wouldn’t let it go, and she said this dress didn’t hide anything anyway so she didn’t know why I bothered with it. I looked at Kieran and he didn’t say anything, but his tongue was almost hanging on the floor and I said “Fine, if it’ll keep you quiet,” and I had to stand up and do a full-on wriggle to get out of it. Ha said “It’ll keep me quiet for now” and gave me a wink, and I curled up back on the sofa in my underwear and Kieran put his hand on my leg.

It was great how much they three of them all kept staring at me. And it wasn’t like they could see any more than ten minutes before, because that slip thing didn’t hide much at all!

We talked a bit more and Kieran was stroking my leg, and then I remembered desserts… They were little chocolate pots so no effort, and when I brought them through on a tray with little spoons I saw two heads in the window from across the street staring at the woman in her underwear who was serving desserts to her friends! It was too late to close the curtains by then, but I wasn’t brave enough to wave at them.

Ha said she always wanted to be served dessert by a half-naked woman. Or preferably a fully naked woman, which made me blush again, just as I was getting used to being like that. But then she did something a bit mean (although I’m not unhappy that she did) because I made everyone coffee, and she came to help me carry things. When I came back with the tray wondering where to put everything, because the little coffee table was covered in clutter and dessert plates, she stood behind me and I felt her fingers on my back and before I could do anything about it she had my bra clasp undone and I had to either drop the tray or just watch the bra fall away from me!

Kieran’s eyes popped, and so did Lily’s, and Ha said something like “What? I’m just helping.” And I pretended it was fine and quickly sat down with my arms crossed and my nipples pressing into my skin, because the people across the road could still see in, and I was feeling as horny as hell with Kieran’s hand on my thigh. I could see the bulge in his trousers too, which made it even worse.

Then we talked for a bit, but of course at some point Ha said “So what about those?” and pointed at my black lace knickers. And I said something stupid and dug a bigger hold for myself with “I will if you will” and then realised how wrong that was, because she fidgeted in her seat, reached up and her dress and pulled these little lace panties down her legs, curled them up in her fist and gave them to Lily and then said “Your turn.”

I looked at Kieran and he just said “A promise is a promise” and I could tell he wanted nothing more than to see me embarrassed. So while I was still curled up, and with one hand at a time, I managed to tug the things down my thighs and tossed them over to where my bra was and said “There” as if it was fine that I was sitting there naked with my boyfriend, work colleague and her partner all still dressed.

Kieran stroked my thigh and I had to squeeze his hand to stop it because I was about ready to orgasm as it was, and Ha just said “We should have just started the evening like this.” And then after a second she said “Next time, then” and I basically had to squeeze my thighs together and concentrate not to climax right there and then.

It was funny because they couldn’t even see anything, since I was still curled up. Kieran could, a bit, but he’d seen it all before. (In fact, they all had, actually, but a Korean massage where everyone is naked is a bit different to being the only one. And in my own home too.)

I had to keep fortifying myself with wine, and my legs were going to sleep, but I daren’t move. But then Ha said they had to go, since it was nearly midnight and they needed to catch the train, and I realised I’d have to stand up.

Luckily the lights were out opposite so I don’t think the neighbours saw me, but I let Ha and Lily stand up and start to leave the room before following them. They didn’t even stare when they put their coats on and I stood naked in the hallway with Kieran behind me with his hand on my waist, and then Ha came and gave me a hug goodbye and her coat was rough against my nipples. Then Lily did the same and said she couldn’t wait to invite us back to their place.

The draught was cold when I let them out and as soon as they were gone I was wrapped around Kieran and the moment he touched me between my legs I had such an intense orgasm. Then I left the poor boy to suffer with his hard-on for half an hour as we cleared up, while I was still naked, before going to bed.

He had to leave early this morning to go and see his parents, and I stayed in bed and read and daydreamed about the night before, breaking into fits of giggles about how much fun it was to have a man and two women staring at my body. I’m not sure I’ll ever be brave enough to do it again.

Exhibitionist Diary – Saturday 9th March 2019

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I’ve tried putting yesterday out of my mind, because I need to be in my best frame of mind if I have guests around this evening! Yup: I’m inflicting my cooking skills on Ha and Lily, and even Kieran hasn’t seen much of them. I’m not doing anything complicated, of course, so I’ll make a salad and marinate some chicken this afternoon and then cook it when they come round. I’m quite excited now I think about it.

Also, since I’m not going out, I’ve pulled out this old, really sheer slip of a dress that I’m going to wear. It’s meant to be worn as a base layer beneath something else – just that I’m not going to put anything over it. I’m not feeling brave enough to wearing nothing beneath it so I’ve chosen some nice black underwear. It should drive Kieran wild for the night, I hope. I wouldn’t dare if it was anyone else, but Ha probably tells Lily all about me anyway, and we all know how much Ha already knows.

Wish me luck.