Exhibitionist Diary – Sunday 2nd February 2020

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I inflicted some extra Pilates on myself today (on my own at home), because I feel I need to really slim down and tone up for my routine. I still can’t really believe it’s going to happen. I did it in the front room, in the nude, knowing full well that Alison and Russ were at home across the room. A lot of it is done on the floor and out of sight, but they would definitely get an eyeful of my body as I stretched and lunged.

I was both tired and turned on by the end of it, but since Mel has forbidden any “self-love” I couldn’t do anything about it!

And still no word from Mark, so I guess we’re not doing anything! That’s one hope dashed.

More Fun Than Expected

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“Oh, it’s fine, really,” I said, and I actually meant it. I would never have dreamt of a naked office day, especially not with me being the only one naked, but I was having the time of my life and it was barely nine thirty. I continued making my coffee.

“Well, anyway,” he continued, “We don’t want to put you through any more embarrassment. Your clothes are over in the small meeting room. I can’t believe you’ve just… I mean, I can, but I can’t… And you’re sure you’re okay with it?”

“I’m fine,” I shrugged and David’s eyes watched my breasts move up and down. “Don’t think twice about it. Honestly.” I said, smiling reassuring.

He smiled and, before the silence became an embarrassing one, he left the room with his coffee.

A few minutes later I walked back to my desk and sat with my eyes on the door to the small meeting room. My clothes were in there; I could go in, get dressed, and then it would just be something else to laugh off for a week or so. It would be a story that would be told to all the new recruits in future about how they tricked me into walking naked around the office for an hour.

But that would mean playing to their script, wouldn’t it? And I’d already left that behind when I hadn’t shriveled into the corner at the start of the day. And besides, now I was here, it was fun, and there was more fun to be had.

So, I resolved to make it through the morning without getting my clothes back, or at least to take it an hour at a time. I was determined that I could make this whole thing work in my favour, as long as I was the one who chose how and when it ended.

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

Exhibitionist Diary – Saturday 1st February 2020

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I dutifully did the park run this morning, and Mel asked me how the preparation was going. I didn’t have to ask what she meant, but I said I’d just been watching the video (which I had) and was making a list of things I needed. She said I shouldn’t leave it too late, which is true, but the thing is: as soon as I start buying all those things it’s going to seem very real, and at the moment it’s far enough away that I don’t really have to believe it’s going to happen.

Anyway, I spent the afternoon looking at strapless corsets (that unfasten easily at the back, which has not been easy, and it turns out that what I actually need is called a bustier), short dresses (that unfasten easily at the side), garters (that just unfasten easily), suspenders (that come off easily)… you get the picture. All I actually have is knickers, stockings and shoes. I even need to buy a strapless bra for under the corset. Thankfully a lot of that kind of stuff is cheaper than you’d think, if you’re not too worried about quality material. I’ll probably be okay as long as I don’t stand too close to a naked flame.

I’ve place the order, though, and it should arrive next week.

Exhibitionist Diary – Friday 31st January 2020

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And just like that the first month of the year is almost over! I don’t feel like I’ve achieved anything at all. It’s probably a good job I didn’t really make any New Year resolutions (despite Sarah saying I had!) otherwise I would have broken them already, because I’ve done absolutely nothing productive.

Hopefully Monday with Mel will cover some serious ground, because everyone seems to be moving forwards at the moment and I’m just standing still.

Sleep Tight

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“I tiptoed naked into his bedroom, slowly unbuttoned his shirt, removed his shoes, socks, trousers and underwear. As I left the room, leaving him naked and erect on the bed, I wished him a good night and padded back to my own bed with a wicked smile on my lips.”

Exhibitionist Diary – Thursday 30th January 2020

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I was brave enough to send a message to Mark’s mobile number asking him if he fancied doing anything at the weekend. I said that if he didn’t remember me I’m the girl who always seems to be missing most of an outfit. No reply yet, which is making me anxious. I’m not even sure if I’m massively keen on him, but he’s the best prospect I’ve had for quite some time.

I did have my hopes up when a message arrived, but it was from Ellie, which is still nice. She was asking if, now January was nearly over, I wanted to meet up with her and Stephen one evening, and perhaps I could bring someone. I’ll wait until Mark replies before I try and fix up a date, because I’d much rather go along with someone else than be the gooseberry.

Living My Art

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Suddenly Mia stood, threw off the coat and tossed it on the bed. As I expected, she was nude. She sat back down on the chair and crossed one perfectly toned leg over the other.

As I mentioned before, I’m not accustomed to being in the company of a naked woman, and certainly not in the privacy of my hotel room. I felt my face turning red: had I assessed this all wrong? Was Mia reticent to talk about relationships because I was a target for her? Had I given off signals? Was there any more of a signal than stripping to my underwear for lunch?

But Mia stayed sat in the chair. If this was a seduction it was a very passive one.

“I need to show you,” she said. I wondered what I could be shown that I hadn’t already seen.

“Show me what?” I asked.

“The stabilisers,” she said, “You can ride without them.” I began to understand what she might be getting at, and I dreaded the implication.

She stood and walked over to me and put her hands around my waist. My mouth went dry. Have I gone too far to stop this now?

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

Exhibitionist Diary – Wednesday 29th January 2020

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Not much going on today except work and Pilates. It’s a busy time of year with all the personal tax returns as we do a lot of them for directors of the companies we manage. It’s nowhere near as busy as March when most of the companies file but it’s more disorganised. At least I’ve had practice at Mel’s, although it’s nowhere near as fun when you’re not tied up!

My Turn

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“The club was only open to married women and their husbands, with each female member allocated a day in the calendar to be the center of attention”

Exhibitionist Diary – Tuesday 28th January 2020

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I needed a quieter day today, and it was a busy one at work. Managing Rachel and Tim’s time takes up more of mine than I expected!

I still have my “performance” on my mind too. I’ve been watching the video a few times and started looking for clothing. The good(ish) news is that I seem to be shrinking, in breast size at least: I tried on some of the underwear I bought last year and I only just fill it! I suppose they were C-cups, which is bigger than I was five years ago, but I thought I’d never go back! Now I have to decide if I’d buy a B if I bought some more or just stick with the C’s.

Plus, now I’ve seen the video some more, I guess I’ll have to mime something when she takes off her bra and knickers. At least I get to keep those on! And I’m only going to have a chair as a prop, so I guess I’ll have to improvise.

I can’t believe that I’m actually considering this.