The first time Carly found herself naked in front of her brother's best friend, Rob, was pure chance. She'd been having a shower and had left the bathroom with a towel wrapped around hr just as Rob and her brother, John, were passing. She'd stopped to let them go and the closing bathroom door had snagged her towel without her realising it. When she stepped out into the passageway she stepped right out of the towel and there she was, naked in front of her brother and his friend, with a face as red as a stoplight.
Looking back at the scene, she had to admit to a lot of embarrassment and just a touch of excitement that a man had seen her naked.
The second time was Rob's fault. One hundred and one percent Rob's fault. It had been a similar situation to start with, in that Carly was walking back to her bedroom after a shower, wearing a towel, when John and Rob were coming past the other way. Rob, damn his eyes, had reached over and snagged the towel off her before she even realised what he was doing.
Before she could scream or swear he was politely offering her the towel, saying he'd been worried she was going to drop it again. Her embarrassment had not been helped by John standing there braying like the jackass he was.
Again, Carly would have had to admit to some excitement mixed in with the anger and embarrassment.
The third time was deliberate. Carly wanted to show off her body. One day when Rob was visiting she went and had her shower, including a very careful shave. She deliberately failed to lock the bathroom door. By her estimate, the most probable person to want to use the bathroom would be Rob. Her parents used their en suite and John had been in the bathroom earlier. Carly took her time drying herself. Actually, she had been drying herself for twenty two minutes before Rob walked in and caught her naked. He apologised, of course, but Carly noticed that he took his time leaving, giving her a very comprehensive look before turned away.
This time Carly found that amusement and excitement were the emotions that went through her. Of embarrassment, there was none, just that tingly feeling, knowing that a man had been looking at and appreciating her naked body.
There were several other small incidents where Carly was able to flash Rob, always being apparently taken by surprise, with Rob the one who appeared to be at fault. The little game excited Carly.
The last time Carly went to flash Rob was shortly after her eighteenth birthday. It was deliberate and carefully thought out, but this time things didn't quite go the way Carly planned. Her bedroom door had a defective jamb that her father was always intending to fix, but never quite got around to. The result was such that if you didn't take care to shut the door properly it would sometimes swing open.
Timing it nicely, a towel clad Carly vanished into her bedroom while Rob was approaching. Then as Rob was passing her bedroom that infernal door creaked open, showing Carly standing naked next to the bed with a startled look on her face.
It was at this point that things started to fail to go according to plan. Carly's assumption was that Rob would quickly close the door for her, but that he would also make sure he got a good look at her first.
What happened was that Rob propped in the doorway and took his time looking Carly over, appreciation plain on his face.
Carly blushed, not quite sure how to handle this sort of situation, but being female she followed the old adage, when in doubt, attack.
"Do you mind?" she exclaimed. "Please shut the door."
"Oh, sorry," returned Rob, and to Carly's surprise stepped in and carefully closed the door behind him.
"There. That's better," he told her with a smile.
Carly was now doing the hand dance, trying to hide a lot of feminine pulchritude behind two small hands.
"What do you think you're doing," she demanded. "I meant close it with you on the other side, and you know it."
"True. I did know it, but it seems to me that if you're going to all this trouble to show off your body, the least I can do is take the time to properly appreciate it."
"I don't know what you're talking about," snapped Carly, "and I'd appreciate it if you would leave my room now."
"What I'm talking about is that you seem to flash me every chance you get, so I thought that I'd make it easy for you by coming in and really checking you over."
Rob was laughing at her, Carly knew, and her face was scarlet now with a mixture of anger, excitement, embarrassment and nervousness. She had no idea of what to say to a man while standing naked in front of him.
"Alright, you've had a good look and embarrassed me. Now will you please leave my room?" she asked.
"Hmm. No, I don't think so. Not yet anyway. There are a few things you should know first."
"What sort of things?" asked Carly, puzzled.
"Well for a start, you need to know that your parents have gone out for the day," said Rob.
"I already knew that," pointed out Carly.
"Did you know that John has also gone out for a while and won't be back for an hour?" asked Rob, smiling.
Carly shrugged. "No, but what does that matter?"
Then she stiffened, understanding dawning. She and Rob were alone in the house and he was in her bedroom and she was naked.
"I assume that you also know that you're now eighteen and of a legal age?" continued Rob, his smile seeming to grow even brighter.
