Exhibitionist Diary – Thursday 30th July 2020


I had a nice evening out with Ha, just chatting and gossiping and eating and drinking (a little). I told her more about how I didn’t really know what I was into, but I was getting on with Elise so I should just see what happened. She said she was so happy to see me finally turn to “the other side”, and I had to laugh and say not so fast, because I still fancied Mark, and she said “nobody’s perfect”. But I had to admit I also fancy Ana. So that makes three people, and only one of them’s a man.

She told me about how since the naked bike ride Lily had been making Ha spend more time naked. I said I’m sure she couldn’t make you do anything you didn’t want to do, and Ha said there is that, and Lily does make it worth her while. I asked where they went and she said it was only at home, and she jumped every time the doorbell went. I said maybe I’ll turn up randomly and surprise them and Ha said she thought she’d die of embarrassment if I turned up clothed and she was naked, and I said in that case I definitely wanted to do it. I wonder if Lily would be up for that?

No Time 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.

“No!” I said, and quickly set to work on the next button. Elisa pulled her blouse around her again.

I worked my way down the front until each button was undone. The dress was open down to the waist and it hung loosely over my shoulders. If I sat still it would still cover me. I hoped I’d demonstrated enough willingness to join in these games that now we could get back to some semblance of normality.

“I think you may have to stand up to take it off,” Elisa told me with a satisfied expression. It was obvious that Elisa wasn’t going to let me get away with stopping now.

I was still determined not to draw attention to myself, so I pushed the dress off my arms and felt it drop to my waist. I didn’t have time to absorb just how strange it felt, to be sitting topless at the back of an Italian restaurant.

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Exhibitionist Diary – Tuesday 28th July 2020


All of a sudden I have a busy week lined up!

Wednesday: Pilates.

Thursday: Ha said we should “do something”

Friday: Elise has told me to keep the evening free.

Saturday: Alison has set up the second tea session with me, Ellie, Ana and Sarah, and of course Russ is serving us ladies.

Sunday: going to have brunch with Mark and Ana and talk about holiday plans!

Exhibitionist Diary – Monday 27th July 2020


Work was better today now things are a bit more out in the open with Tim, and I was in a better mood when I headed to Mel’s. Which meant I was somewhat complacent and stuffed my dress into the mailbox, called the elevator, got in and… some other random woman came and pressed the call button before the doors closed and they opened again. She was more surprised at finding a naked woman in the lift than I was at being there. I did say to her it was fine and I was just going up to the seventh floor, but she said she’d wait for the next one.

I was smiling about that when I knocked on Mel’s door and she asked me why I was in such a good mood. So the coaching session started before I had even taken my shoes off, and I told her about the night with Elise, how I thought things were okay with Tim, and how Linda and Gary were… odd.

Then I told her all about work, and the press release, and we focussed on work stuff for about an hour. I have a big task list now. It’s all self-imposed but there’s so much reading to do and she said I should follow up on every opportunity even if it meant working twelve hours a day for the next few months, because future me would be grateful for it. She’s probably right.

At the end of the session we even shared a glass of wine looking out from her half-balcony as I let the evening sun wash over my body. Sometimes being nude is great.

Exhibitionist Diary – Sunday 26th July 2020


It definitely was not a normal dinner.

Linda was naked when she opened the door, which didn’t surprise me, and Tim was inside looking slightly sheepish because he knew I was doing this reluctantly. As I walked in Linda said “Mel texted just now and said hi”, and I’m sure that was to remind me that I was under instruction. Then she told me I could go and get undressed in Tim’s room and he’d show me the way.

I followed him to his room and he opened the door and then left me to it. I think I took an age and never before have I been so reluctant to get undressed.

I found my way to the kitchen and that was when I met Gary. He was a big guy with muscles and tattoos and the look he gave me when I walked in naked told me all I needed to know about his relationship with Linda.

She was wearing an apron and cooking, so I was the only one entirely naked for a while, and said that Gary was helping but Tim and I should go into the other room and they’d be through soon.

Tim found me some wine and we sat across the room from each other, me on the sofa and Tim in an armchair, and somehow he struggled through some small talk.

Dinner was actually okay and I relaxed a bit. Gary was a fitness instructor at a gym, which I guess goes with the look, and that was where he met Linda when she started to come for sessions. He said it all happened really suddenly when she suddenly stripped out of her kit mid-session, climbed on top of him and they had sex on a bench press. I imagined that at that time Tim still thought they were in a relationship.

Then Gary said he found it strange at first that he’d come around here and Linda would be naked, even though Tim was “just her flatmate”, but that he’d gotten used to it over time. He said he didn’t know how Tim could resist a beautiful woman walking around nude all the time, which I knew was a dig at Tim’s masculinity. I felt sorry for him, because Gary was just so much of a bloke, but also so not interesting, despite his physique.

Things got weird after dinner when we went to the front room and Linda insisted on Gary giving her a foot massage with Tim and I watching. Because, of course, it wasn’t just a regular foot massage, not when hands sometimes drift a lot higher up the legs than the ankles, or even the knees, and not when there’s the occasional kiss on the leg to go with it, and not when the foot that isn’t being massaged is planted right in Gary’s groin and is massaging right back.

Then Linda offered Gary’s services to me, which I declined, and she smirked and said I needn’t worry because he was fully trained and he did sports massages all the time. Gary said he could see that I needed one, and not just my feet, which I took to mean he thought I needed more than just a massage.

I got the feeling the whole time that there was a lot more on offer than a foot massage, and it wasn’t until nearly eleven that Tim managed to successfully suggest that he walked me home and I went and got dressed at last.

We chatted on the way back and he said sorry, but he hoped it wasn’t too bad, and it was just Gary that was annoying. I couldn’t disagree with that but I did wonder how he puts up with Linda being like that around him all the time. Naked is one thing but it’s like she’s on the verge of having sex with Gary at any moment and who cares who’s watching.

Well, that’s over with now at least.

Holding Hands


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Georgia twisted herself around to face Lisa. Lisa sighed as Georgia’s skirt rubbed against her bare thigh.

“So, this dream,” Georgia started. Lis turned coy again. “You were naked.”

“I was wearing socks,” Lisa corrected. Georgia looked down at Lisa’s feet and smiled.

“And that was enough to make you cum?” Lisa blushed.

“No,” she said, and squirmed a little in the seat, “We were sitting in a bar.”

Nhu looked over at Georgia: this was one hot story, and she’d never have imagined she’d be hearing it from Lisa.

“And, for some reason, I was holding hands with you two,” Lisa continued.

Georgia took Lisa’s right hand in her left. “Like this?” she said, with a smile. Nhu held Lisa’s left hand. Even to her delicate touch it felt soft and tender.

“Yes…” Lisa said nervously. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. It was just like in her dream, with her hands being held on either side of her.

“Then what?” Nhu prompted. She had to hear the rest of this.

Lisa trembled. “You said,” she paused, “You said to Judy: ‘Does she like having her breasts touched’.”

Nhu grinned and turned to Judy. “Well, does she?” she asked her.

Judy nodded. “Very much so.”

Nhu reached her left hand over her and placed it on Lisa’s bare breast. The nipple pressed into her palm. Lisa gasped and panted a few times. Georgia’s hand pressed onto her other breast. It was wonderfully soft and cool.

“And this fantasy,” Georgia said, “Of you naked in the bar, when we touched your breasts, you came?”

Lisa had her eyes closed and shook her head.

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