Exhibitionist Diary – Sunday 3rd February 2019

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Nothing happened. Again. I wonder what he’s waiting for now. Surely I’ve given him all the right signals? Although I guess wearing a thick jumper and big coat last night didn’t exactly invite him to explore my body.

I went to see my mum today to check her heating and everything was all okay, and she made a roast dinner whilst obvious trying to avoid the subject of “do I have a boyfriend yet” (“or a girlfriend. Either’s fine by me.” lol). She didn’t avoid it completely, of course, and I was evasive. I guess I’ll have to tell her at some point, if it lasts. But now I’m starting to wonder if Kieran’s really that keen anyway.

Driving In Heels

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My first solo driving adventures hadn’t been entirely naked, of course, and while I was learning I was dressed as only the most demure librarian would be, so anxious was I that my instructor might discern my secret yearning.

Once I was qualified, I started going out in an opaque bra, one that really could be a bikini top, and a skirt or shorts below. The air was pleasant on my skin but I missed the feeling of danger, even when I skipped the safety net of keeping a blouse on the passenger seat.

I then went to a two-piece bikini without a skirt, but that was almost everyday clothing around here. Although it had gained a few stares the first time I mis-planned my journey length and had to stop at a gas station to fill up. The coastal parts of California may see their fair share of leggy beach types, but they’re less common this far from the sea. I think I made the day of a couple of truckers and one garage owner, and I wonder how many times they watched the surveillance video. I regretted that I hadn’t taken along some heels to slip into rather than the flat sneakers I prefer to drive in, but then I’m not doing this for everyone else’s benefit, am I?

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Exhibitionist Diary – Friday 1st February 2019

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It was far too cold to do anything but wrap up warm today, but the funny thing was I got told I looked nice by four different women in the office – including Jo! I had quite a nice dress on and leggings underneath. I guess I don’t just have to “bare some skin” to feel good.

I was pretty much itching to hang around in the nude when I got home, though, but it wasn’t anywhere near warm enough. It made me wonder if the novelty would ever wear off, though, if I was somehow nude all the time. It sort of sounds amazing, but maybe it would get boring?

Sripped Naked At The Bar

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Louisa was feeling much less confident now. It was one thing being an exhibitionist by dancing around in a short dress, but another entirely to be sitting there naked. She’d never thought Tania would go through with this, not even right at the end when every button was undone. Even then, she thought Tania would back down and call an end to the joke. Her face started to redden and Trisha and Rebecca both started to feel bad for either not helping or for helping too much.

“Well,” Rebecca said, “Shall I get another drink in.” Trisha laughed, as much for a release as anything.

“I don’t know,” said Tania, “Isn’t it Louisa’s round?”

She received a hard stare in reply.

“Oh no,” Tania continued, “Louisa got the last one. Shame.” She looked down at Louisa’s bare legs. She wasn’t sure how mad Louisa really was now. She’d seemed to be going along with it for a while. Maybe she’d gone too far after all.

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Exhibitionist Diary – Wednesday 30th January

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I don’t know where to start. I had a dream that I was late getting up and Jo was already dressed and I had to go downstairs in my nightdress, and everyone else was at the conference wearing suits. We were talking to two guys and Jo put her arm around my waist, then then she slipped it under my nightdress and she was touching my skin and hoisting my nightdress up enough to expose me to everyone around! I suddenly felt incredibly horny and woke myself up, and then I realise Jo’s hand really was on my waist and she was still asleep! I didn’t know what to do as I lay there. Do I wake her up? Plus I was feeling as randy as anything and could do nothing about it.

Anyway, I shuffled a bit further away in the bed and she turned over and took her hand away. I was sort of disappointed it went, to be honest, as now I had to lay there and wallow in my own frustration.

In the morning I was woken up by the sound of Jo in the shower. I stayed in bed for another ten minutes and when she came out wrapped in a towel I went in. By the time I came out she was already dressed and putting on make-up and then I suddenly did something very brave and let the towel unravel from around me and dried my hair with it! My stomach was churning a bit as she sat there in her skirt and blouse with me almost next to her fully naked! All kinds of weird fantasies went through my mind, and then when she was ready she started talking to me about her plan for the day. I was still naked and left it for as long as possible to dig my clothes out and start getting dressed!

With Jo watching I had to put on underwear, of course, but it was a nice pair and I hoped she liked it. (I can’t believe I even think that.)

Anyway, the conference itself wasn’t that exciting, and of course as two women we found it easy to find people to talk to. I even flirted with a few older guys and accidentally let a blouse button stay undone.

Jo said I did pretty well anyway and she’d make sure she took me along to any others.