Exhibitionist Diary – Sunday 5th January 2020

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Alison and Russ across the road came back today. I saw them unloading their car, and within five minutes of getting inside Russ was in the nude! I guess I’m not the only one with pent-up frustration.

It’s a struggle to make it through today, to be honest. I hope Mel’s in the mood for something more fun tomorrow! While I sit and do her accounts… hmmm, that sounds even more odd written down than it did in my head.

Exhibitionist Diary – Saturday 4th January 2020

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I had another dream last night about being at work naked. I was planning to go to Mel’s so had undressed, and then had something to finish off and went back to my desk, and then Jo came and told me to take my coat off and get back to work because if I wanted to progress I needed to finish reviewing some accounts tonight and why was I leaving at only 2pm anyway? So more people came back to the office after lunch, and I was sitting there naked and trying to work, and then Rachel (who I haven’t fantasised about at all before!) was sitting beside me as I briefed her on some work and her tights were rubbing against my bare legs, and then she reached over and put her hand on my thigh.

And then I woke up, and I so nearly orgasmed, and then I remembered I had to go park running so got up quickly and just about made it in time.

Mel was there and she waited for me at the end and we walked back together and talked about how our new year and Christmas holidays had been, and I said it had been very frustrating! But I’m not allowed to ask if I can do you-know-what, so I just skirted around it. I told her I’d ended up in my underwear at the party and she found that funny, especially when I said Sarah believed I had nothing on underneath my dress. She said it was good to keep people guessing.

I’m still so frustrated, though!

Work Clothes

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As I said before, I’m up for anything, but I was surprised that everyone else was too. Anyone who really objected could take the week off and, to break us in gently, the first day was just going to be down to underwear.

Now, there was a fairly new cute guy in the office, Kieran, who I’d been making eyes at for a while, but he was so shy that he just blushed. All the secretaries flirted with him, but I think I was the only junior partner who did as well. I suppose I was the only female partner anywhere near his age, but he didn’t seem to know how to react to the attention from a senior. I was having quite a lot of fun with him.

So I had an easy challenge for day one of filming: to see if I could make his boxer shorts bulge. Because I knew that, shy boy that he was, he would be wearing the biggest piece of underwear he could find. Actually, why hadn’t he just ducked out of the whole thing? I would have put money on him skipping the week, but there you go.

Monday came around and I went all-out: white lace bra, knickers, stockings and suspenders, some fantastic delicate white heels, and then a simple skirt and blouse over the top for the journey into work. I arrived at the office and was disappointed to see the receptionist was fully dressed. A young woman holding a clipboard came over to meet me.

“You must be Jennifer,” she said.

I raised an eyebrow. How did she know my name?

She smiled. “We’ve been reviewing the other program you were in. I recognised you from that.”

I smiled back: so she knew who she was dealing with.

“How come the receptionists are all dressed up?” I asked her.

“Oh, that’s how we always do things,” she said, “We can’t have people wandering in from outside and being met by girls in their underwear.” She giggled. I couldn’t see why we couldn’t have that, but that was me. “And then when you get into the office we lock the door behind you. Just in case someone tries to wander in.” I shrugged; it made no difference to me either way. She continued to explain the setup.

“We have a few screens around here for you to undress, and I’ll keep your outer clothes until the end of the day.” She showed me around the corner to couple of temporary screens in the corner of the room. “Put your things in here,” she told me and handed over a cardboard box with my name on the top.

I went behind the screen, took off my skirt and my blouse and put them in the box. Holding the box in my hands I stepped out. I saw her eyes go wide as she looked my stockings and lace underwear up and down. There are no two ways about it: I looked absolutely stunning.

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Exhibitionist Diary – Friday 3rd January 2020

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I’m definitely just horny all the time now. I wrote a flirty post to Ellie today asking if she and Stephen had gotten anywhere on New Year’s Eve and she said they kissed, and then he dropped her off at home! She’s even wondering if he’s that interested, but I said maybe he thinks it’s serious and is making sure he doesn’t move too fast. She said she wished he would move a bit faster, and I reminded her that I was going to dare her to do something about it very soon if she wasn’t careful. I’m jealous anyway.

Exhibitionist Diary – Thursday 2nd January 2020

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Back to work today! I kind of think I should really make some New Year resolutions, but then I never stick to them so why bother?

Today was just all about getting reorganised and remembering what we were doing before we all went away almost two weeks ago. It was also grim and grey and not a day for feeling very sexy about anything. Although I’m beginning to wonder if so long a period of abstinence is good for me. It’s over two weeks now!

You’ll just have to wait

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“You’ll just have to wait!” I told her, holding a hand up to stop that line of questioning, “Anyway, what I did do was slip my hands around her back, and I found the zip of her dress and I slid it down as we kissed, and she sort of wriggled her shoulders, but she definitely didn’t stop me.”

“Was it the red dress?” I nodded. “Then you couldn’t really have gotten very far without Ellie going along with it if I remember just how tight it is.”

“Have you memorised my wife’s entire wardrobe?” I asked.

“More or less,” Cassie admitted.

“Well, anyway, she dropped her arms and I pushed the dress down, and she was standing pressed up against me in little black heels and red underwear.”

“Which I’m almost disappointed about.”

“Don’t be, because I was on a roll, so I unclipped her bra, and under the cover of another kiss I had that down her arms and dropped onto the floor. And she pressed herself against me and wrapped her arms around my neck.”

“And you were wearing?…”

“Trousers and shirt. From work.”

“This is a hot scene nonetheless. I just wish it hadn’t been you there.” I glared across the table at the woman who was supposed to be my friend but was always so rude to me.

“Anyway, it didn’t take much to dispense with Ellie’s knickers as well, and her legs wriggled a bit as she coaxed them down to the floor.”

“And then you-” I shook my head, cutting off the inevitable question.

“I had my hands all over her. She felt so good, and so horny. And then Ellie lifted herself onto tiptoes and whispered into my ear ‘After dinner’ and she slipped out of my arms and walked back to the kitchen.

“Still starkers?”

“Except for the shoes.”

“Oh my god your wife is so hot.”

I knew it, but I hadn’t known how hot.

“And she started putting food onto plates, and I didn’t know what to do with myself so I went and sat down and took our glasses across. And as she walked towards me, naked and beautiful with a plate in each hand, eating was the last thing on my mind.”

“I bet it was.”

“But she sat down, and we ate, and talked, and all I could think about was ‘Ellie’s sitting naked and eating dinner and I can’t believe it’s really her’.”

“I’m not sure I can. Are you sure you’re not having me on?” I shook my head again.

“It was just like she was dressed… except she wasn’t, and her eyes sparkled, and after dinner she took the plates away and it was only then I realised she hadn’t even pulled the curtains.”

“Oh wow. And your place you can see into from across the street with the light on.”

“Completely. Even with the lights dimmed a little, as they were then. I don’t know whether anyone saw anything or not, because I couldn’t take my eyes off of Ellie.”

“You know,” Cassie said, “I think you really are the luckiest man alive. And probably the least deserving.”

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Exhibitionist Diary – Wednesday 1st January 2020

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Welcome to 2020! Which has started with a bit of a hangover (as many years seem to).

But, of course, you’re wondering what went on last night.

I went by Ha and Lily’s so we could all arrive at George and Sarah’s together. Ha and Lily looked amazing, as ever, in long dresses with splits up the side. I so wish I was as thin as they are!

On the way there we were talking about New Year and Ha asked if I had any resolutions, and I said I was hoping to lose my inhibitions, and she asked if I had any, and if that meant I’d just give up wearing clothes entirely. I said I would if I could, but maybe the journey to work would be a bit cold, and maybe the office would be a little less productive for everyone else. She said she thought sick days would go down.

But we got there and the party had already started and there were maybe eight or nine people there, plus George and Sarah. I didn’t know anyone else but Sarah introduced me to a few people and we got chatting.

Anyway, sometime later I realised I recognised someone, because he was at the Halloween party. It was  the guy that said I had by far the sexiest costume there (when Ha kept cutting pieces out of it and nearly pulled the whole thing off). I wasn’t sure of his name but it was Mark, and we ended up chatting again.

But I was feeling rather flirty. You may have noticed I’ve been feeling that way rather a lot lately. But I reminded him of what he said at Halloween about my costume. He said he was glad he hadn’t had to wait a whole year to see me again. He said the last thing he remembered was I nearly ended up with no costume at all, which would have been just fine. I blushed and said did that mean he was disappointed today and he just said “not a bit of it” and I went a bit gooey inside.

Sarah came over and Mark said he couldn’t stay for too long as he was supposed to be at another party for midnight. That left me feeling gutted and Sarah said their party was bound to be better, and he said “I guess the other party won’t have Kate there.” And then: “Unless you want to come to that one.” But I didn’t feel like going adventuring with a stranger, and it would have been rude to leave so I just smiled, and then said “I’d prefer to think of a way to get you to stay.”

Sarah could tell I wanted to jump him right there and then, and I guess because by now she was quite tipsy, she said: “If you’d seen what Kate wore the last time she was here I can guarantee you wouldn’t leave.” And he raised an eyebrow and I blushed, because the last time I was at their place I was naked at a dinner party.

Mark said “why’s that?” and Sarah beckoned him closer and whispered in his ear. I don’t know for sure if she actually told him, but he looked at me said “So do you end every party by losing your outfit?” and my cheeks really burned.

Sarah turned to me and said: “I’m certainly hoping you’ll have lost your inhibitions come midnight,” and then back to Mark she asked him: “Would that tempt you to stay? Because I heard a rumour that at midnight Kate’s planning to give up inhibitions for New Year.”

Mark looked at me quite intently and I asked Sarah where she heard that, and she said Ha had told her. Mark said that it was definitely tempting, so Sarah said “What about it, Kate? We can get a few hours more of Mark in return for a little black dress.”

I felt so embarrassed, but I said to her: “I’ll lose mine if you lose yours.” She was wearing a very grand and shiny green gown.

But she floored me by holding out a hand and saying “Deal!”.

I honestly had never thought it of Sarah, because although she seemed somewhat fascinated by my kink she’d never shown any sign of interest herself. And now I was tempted enough to see if she would go through with it that I had to shake her hand.

She turned to Mark and said: “It looks like you’re staying.”

I got more nervous as midnight approached, and at about quarter to Sarah came over and said: “If we’re going to do this, let’s go to another room.”

I still couldn’t believe she was planning to join me, so we went through the kitchen to the conservatory, where the coats were, and closed the door, and Sarah was already unzipping her dress and wriggling out of it.

And then I realised why she was fine with this, because underneath she was wearing a black slip with thin straps that could almost have passed for a dress. (Albeit a very short one.) And she had tights on, so she looked just as covered up as I did already.

I said “That’s cheating!” and she just smiled and said she was going through with her part of the deal, but to be honest I was feeling like I wanted to go through with it anyway so I unzipped my dress and wriggled out of it, and then Sarah accused me of cheating, because she said Ha had told her I never wore underwear! Did she really expect me to go out into a bunch of strangers in the nude? (Don’t answer that!)

But she said my underwear was really sexy, and the stockings definitely made it, so maybe this was even better. So now I had to help her give everyone a glass of champagne to toast the New Year.

So like that, in underwear and stockings, I carried a tray of drinks around, getting some very nice comments and attention from both the men and the women, and Ha saying she never believed I was wearing anything underneath and what a shame. I made sure to circle around to Mark last of all and he smiled and said he liked this outfit even better now.

We counted the New Year in, and touched glasses and I watched all of the couples hugging and kissing each other, and I gave Mark a kiss on the cheek and said I hoped his wishes came true for the New Year. He said he hadn’t even wished for anything until just before midnight and now it looked promising already and butterflies started in my stomach.

Except then he said he really did have to go to the other party, because his brother was there, and the butterflies in my stomach felt like they’d all been stamped on. But still, I got to hang around in sexy underwear for another hour or so before putting my coat over the top and sharing a car with Ha and Lily.

It was a nice evening, but it could have been better, and today I’m so frustrated. I’ll have to ask Sarah for Mark’s details, because this is not how I wanted the New Year to start!