Naked With Mia

Naked woman in a public bar
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I must have been looking away from Mia for no more than two or three seconds but by the time I turned back the fur coat was gone and I was suddenly in the presence of Mia the performance artist. Or, more precisely, Mia the naked performance artist.

I wasn’t sure what the etiquette was, so I said nothing. I was incapable of saying anything as she sat there, seemingly oblivious to her nudity, not even paying attention to how I reacted.

I had seen plenty of photos and videos during my research for this interview but, in the flesh, it was obvious what a truly beautiful woman Mia was. Her skin was a delightful soft cream colour and appeared flawless, although I was trying hard not to stare. There was barely an inch of fat on her and, as she sat with her legs crossed, I wondered if I was just imagining the whole thing.

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

Exhibitionist Diary – Thursday 17th January 2019

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I dreamt about the meeting but – guess what? – for some reason I was naked except for a handbag! Then Brian had left me at their office and I had to pretend that I was completely fine with being nude, but I was feeling more randy all the time. So I went to find some clothes but ended up getting lost in the building, and kept taking elevators to different floors that were always wrong, and then I somehow ended up on the tube, still naked, and it was getting more and more crowded and everybody was pressed against me.

And – guess what again? – I had to finish myself off when I woke up.

The real meeting was nothing like that (unfortunately!). I wore a suit (with blouse this time) because I wasn’t sure how conservative the client might be. They’re a PR company, though, and turned out to be pretty nice so I think they’ll give us the work.

I’m seeing Kieran after work tomorrow and already wondering what to wear. Or what not to wear…

Double Act

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“We were staples of the club scene now; an inseparable double-act. Although somehow when I suggested that she be the one that was nude, just for one night, it didn’t go down too well.”

Exhibitionist Diary – Wednesday 16th January 2019

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It’s Pilates day, and it’s a good day I was in my most modest outfit as Brian gave me an intro to a possible new account and said he’d like to take me along to meet the client tomorrow. It wasn’t in the bag but he thought there was a good chance, and he thought if they met me it would seal the deal. It would mean another half day out of the office each week, which is fine by me.

Pilates was a bit more fun as I remembered my dream, but it’s too much hard work to stay turned on for long. I found myself eyeing up the teacher wondering if my subconscious really liked her or something, but although she’s quite pretty, and has a fantastic figure, I can’t say I feel much more than that. I guess it was just a dream.

Exhibitionist Diary – Tuesday 15th January 2019

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Still horny, and today is start-up day and I couldn’t stop myself from wearing a short skirt and long socks. I love the way the guys try and sneak a glimpse of thigh when they think I’m not looking.

I was feeling brave on the tube on the way home and managed to get a seat and I sat with my knees apart just a little bit. I don’t think the guy opposite could really see anything but he definitely wasn’t concentrating on his iPhone game as much as he should be! It made me feel good and I had planned to strip off as soon as I got home but the flat was too cold.

Exhibitionist Diary – Monday 14th January 2019

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I don’t think I’ve ever wanted sex so much as I do right now. Last night I dreamt I was going to my pilates class, but I didn’t have my kit so I just got undressed and stood there naked while everyone else was in leggings and tops. And as we started to warm up and go through the movements the teacher was coming around and correcting us, as she does, and it tingled whenever she touched me, and when we were planking she said I was letting my pelvis drop too much so she put her hand between my legs and squeezed you-know-where. I almost came so hard that I woke myself up, and then had to finish myself off before I could get back to sleep! God it was so horny and it’s all I could think about today. And it’s not like I even fancy my Pilates teacher! Or at least I didn’t think I did, although she does have a remarkably good figure.

Anyway, when I got home I found some videos about naked Pilates: https://vimeo.com/213429171 But they’re nowhere near as hot as my dream was. Nobody does classes for it anywhere nearby, which is probably a good thing or I’d be very tempted. (Although it wouldn’t be as much fun if everyone else was naked too, of course.)

I tried to run my frustration off before work, but that didn’t really work, and when I got to the office I was very conscious of my top rubbing against my nipples. Even Matthew stared for a second before he caught himself and I felt self-conscious enough to cross my arms whenever I talked to anyone.

And the final thing was Ha said that Kieran had told her about our kiss! It only happened yesterday! Soon she’ll know more about my relationship than I do.