Bra Or Bikini?

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Five minutes passed like this and then, without saying a word, I unfastened the remaining blouse buttons and leant back with my hands behind my head. The flaps of the blouse trailed free of my waist and I saw Tony moisten his lips with his tongue. I pretended I was oblivious to what I was doing to him. In truth, the combination of the afternoon sun and the cooling air on my bare stomach was exhilarating in itself.

Another few minutes passed and I leant forwards and, with the wind helping me, slid the blouse down my arms, pulled it out from behind my back and tossed it onto the seat behind me. Tony smiled, but still said nothing. The roads we took were quiet, with barely a car passing us in the opposite direction. And at speed my bra might just pass for a bikini top if anyone saw it, although the sheer material might not stand up to close inspection.

I reached down to my side and unfastened the single button holding my skirt and unfolded it from over my legs. With a quick lift of my buttocks I pulled it out from beneath me and tossed it behind me to join the blouse and I sat there, casually, in my underwear. Tony’s smile widened to a grin and I saw his eyes flick between the road and my white panties. I knew days like this always ended in sex and I dressed to excite. Our relationship had been a very physical one, while it lasted.

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Exhibitionist Diary – Saturday 11th April 2020

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Russ and Alison are coming over in a couple of hours so I’m not sure if I’ll write more tonight, but I’ve made two decisions:

  1. I’m making a sort of stew with couscous. It shouldn’t be that hard and I don’t know how much they eat. And I’ve found how to make little falafels and got some pickles to nibble on to start
  2. I’m doing the whole thing nude. I presume Russ won’t turn up nude, because he won’t be able to make it across the street. And it’s my home so I can dress how I want. (Or as I don’t want, as the case may be.)

Although I’m undecided about how to react if things look like they’re heading for a threesome. Alison’s pretty but I don’t fancy her, and Russ is okay but I don’t fancy him either. But on the other hand I am gagging for it. Depending on how I feel later I’ll decide whether to where heels (which means maybe up for it) or bare feet (not up for it much but may change my mind).

At the run this morning Mel asked me what I was doing this evening as she had some friends coming over. So that’s another thing I could have been doing! Sometimes I have nothing to do and others I can’t move for offers.

Exhibitionist Diary – Friday 10th April 2020

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My Friday nights are kind of nothingy. I went for a drink with Helen and Ha, and Ha said we hadn’t done anything for ages, which is true, and then I told her about the builder and I might have to take her up on the offer to stay with them if it was still available. She said it was, but with strings attached! It made Helen raise an eyebrow, and I just said I wasn’t going to do their housework for them, and Ha just said “we’ll see”.

I was at a loose end when I got home and thought I’ve probably left ENFBoyfriend long enough without replying, since it’s been nearly two weeks. That’s plenty to get the message across that I’m not trying to get into anything with him. So I just wrote a general message about how nice it must be to have a friend who understands (even if he is an ex. That would still be weird), and then I couldn’t help asking what Linda was up to now, because I can’t imagine that if she has another boyfriend then he’d be okay with her hanging around nude with an ex. That level of trust would be way off the chart.

Now I’ve got to work out what to do for dinner tomorrow with Russ and Alison. And also: what are the chances of Russ being nude in my flat? Do I even want that?

And disappointingly Mark said he can’t make anything on Sunday, but maybe next week.

Exhibitionist Diary – Thursday 9th April 2020

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Randomly today I had lunch with Mark. He said he was in the area and I felt very sneaky meeting him without telling anyone, and then I wondered if Ana knew. He told me she was out of the country at the moment and I wondered if I was doing something I shouldn’t, but then he messaged her to say we were having lunch and Ana just replied and said “Tell her to look after you”. I don’t know what that means!

He asked if I had plans for Saturday, which unfortunately I do! And I’m not sure about doing anything just with him. I don’t want to end up having an affair, or worse than that falling for a man I can’t have. But spending time with him was nice. After lunch I texted to say that it was a shame Saturday was out but I could do something Sunday if he wanted. I’m actually really tempted to cancel with Alison and Russ, and the thought of having a seedy affair with Mark has got me all kinds of turned on now.

Inappropriate Questions

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The waiter arrived and I watched his eyes lock onto Mia’s breasts for a second before he gained enough self-control to address her face.

“Do you mind if I order?” Mia asked as she looked at me. It was only half a question. “It’s just… I know what’s good here. There’s nothing that you don’t eat, is there?” I shook my head.

She ordered in fluent Spanish.

“I have ordered some wine for us too. It’s impossible not to drink with tapas,” she said.

I looked down at my notepad of questions. None of them seemed appropriate.

“Is this a regular of yours, then?” I asked, glancing around the café, wondering if they were used to seeing Mia like this.

“I come here sometimes. Not often, but a few times.”

“And… were you naked before?” I asked.

“Nude,” she said stiffly, “I prefer nude.” I nodded. I had read about Mia’s word preference during my research, but my mind wasn’t quite with me at the moment.

Mia’s eyes looked upwards thoughtfully. “I can’t remember. Maybe once, perhaps.” She shrugged. It was seemingly so commonplace to her that she genuinely couldn’t tell for sure. If I’d ever been nude in a café, I’d damn sure remember it.

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Exhibitionist Diary – Wednesday 8th April 2020

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Today was the “formal” talk with Jo, although it wasn’t mega-formal. But she said it had been noted how much work I’d taken on, and how much use I’d made of Tim and Rachel too, and everyone really recognised what I was doing. So what with Mel on Monday it seems that I’m Ms Popular!

Back at Pilates this evening I realised why skipping a week is bad. Ooof.

Talk Show

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“It was more of a gimmick than anything: a podcast where I interview people in the nude. But to get the guests to agree and pull in the listeners we needed some advertising, so I agreed to the photo-shoot.”

Nude Lodger

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“He had a fantasy about older women and seemed to think it funny to walk around in the nude and hope I dropped his rent. My friends found it just as amusing.”