Please note this is completely fictional. I never knew Angela and in no way does her personality reflect what was written here. I completely made it up.
In the last story I was with Angela and we had our first intercourse in a remote cabin. We gave each other oral pleasure in the first story, and built up to our first fuck together in the second. It was hot and intense and because her pussy felt so hot and new and sexy I did not last long enough for her to have an intense orgasm. She came close but she was too much for me. I told her, and she knew, that with some practice my duration will increase and she will orgasm with me.
Now after having hot sex in the morning we still have all day and night to continue the pleasure. While eating lunch I talk to Angela more about her role in the upcoming "Murder She Wrote" series that she is working on and will be shown for the first time in the fall of 1984. I find out she is conservatively dressed, no mention of sex, no exhibition displays of her body or anyone. In fact she tells me her outfits are all high collar with mostly long skirts or dresses. So never showing her cleavage nor her sexy legs that I learned she had as a late teen neighbor of hers in the late 60's.
I tease her that she has sexy legs and she should show them off. She laughs and said that would put her out of character in her role on the series. I knew from when Angela was in her 40's that she did like teasing me with her legs. I suspect she teased other men as well but I never knew for sure. When I knew her in her 40's it was the original miniskirt days and the skirts got shorter and the women showed more and more leg and often stocking tops too. Angela did show off her legs and stockings and more to me back then. So recalling her exhibitionist abilities, I tell her to dress up as her character in "Murder She Wrote" and I will have some fun with her.
She agrees, being in a playful mood in this safe remote cabin in the Maine woods. She goes to the bedroom and comes out several minutes later in a long high collared dress with hose on and a low heel. She would turn heads of guys dressed like this as she looked really nice, but I knew she could be encouraged to be naughty in her outfit. I pour some wine in two glasses, giving her a little more. I figure she will loosen up a little as she has a little wine. She accepts the wine, knowing that she does want to enjoy some wine to let her be less inhibited for what she is not sure what we are going to do but sex was part of the equation.
I could see from earlier in the day when I opened the blinds she liked the idea of being possibly seen. I knew she was one to always be in front of a camera. However she was always very proper in her roles on stage and tv and she was always properly dressed and conservatively dressed in any media publication I ever saw her in. Yet I know from her earlier and private life that she did like showing me her legs and teasing me. So I thought I might test the waters and see that if I combined her always being in front of a camera with her inner desires if I might make her naughty for some sexy fun in this cabin.
I have her parade in front of me in her conservative dress. I check her out head to toe. I sense she still likes the idea of a man looking at her or checking her out. I look at her legs and notice that she has no wrinkles in her hose. Maybe they are not the stockings I always enjoyed seeing on her but pantyhose instead. As they are worn by about all women anymore these days. But women always wear hose when outside the house as bare legs are only for shorts in the heat of the summer.
So I tell her I like her outfit, as there can be something sensual about a woman all dressed up as how she presents herself, as it makes the imagination go wild as to what she must look like under her clothes. I tell her that I know she likes to show off and she lets out a naughty giggle when I say that. She knows that in the security of this cabin that she can do anything that her inner desires might want as in the cabin she can let loose and not be really discovered as to tarnish her professional image.
So I begin to test the waters and say "Angela, show me some sexy cleavage and some leg."
She gives me a little giggle, takes one more sip of wine and unbuttons the upper portion of her blouse so that it can be opened at the center of her cleavage, I can see her lacy white bra peeking out. Then I see her sit down on the sofa and she hikes her long skirt up showing off a large amount of thigh on one of her legs. She is looking hot as she teases me and very importantly her inner self is wanting to show off like this as well. I let out a wow, and she knows I am enjoying this and also my wow feeds her inner desire of exhibiting her body.
I have an idea, I get up and grab the camera. It is a common SLR camera of the day, the kind that uses 35mm film. This is before the digital camera age.
She gets a little nervous as she says "What are you doing with that camera? You cannot take pictures of me like this." As I can see her cover her cleavage and pull her skirt down covering her legs again.
I tell her I am not going to take real pictures, as I have no film in the camera. And I release the film door of the camera to show her that there is no film in it. She relaxes her guard and listens to me.
I tell her that I know that she likes to tease and show off in her very inner desires, but her professional career does not allow that in her daily life. Yet I know from my late teenage years when I was her neighbor that she has the tendencies of an exhibitionist inside as she used to tease me with her legs, stockings, and girdles as she wore her short skirts.
So I tell her that I am going to pretend that I am taking pictures of her with the camera and I want her to show off for the camera, letting herself go and giving me the pleasure of seeing and experiencing her very hidden inner desires that she has had pent up all these years.
She smiles big, gives me a sexy smile and a wink, takes a last big gulp if wine and admits that she would like that. She has me once again prove to her that no film is in the camera and to promise that I will not take real film pics of her and if I agree to protect her she will give me a performance like no other in my life or hers!
So with one more showing to her the empty camera I close the film door and release the shutter, the SLR shutter release sound is what is about to drive Angela to new levels.
So now Angela hikes her skirt back up to her upper thigh, she reopens her blouse to show her cleavage and with her lacy bra peeking out. She asks me, "How is this?" as she poses with a smile, cleavage and legs proudly showing and I release the shutter and I can sense she finds the thought of a picture to be fun and naughty.
I encourage her to show more and she is willing. She pretends to be very womanly like and hold out but she unbuttons an other blouse button and hikes the skirt even more and I release the shutter again. Once again the shutter noise is what is making her give off a naughty giggle and wiggle as she poses for me.
She crosses and uncrosses her legs as she sits, always showing a large amount of thigh as she is enjoying teasing me like this. I get on the floor and snap pics of her legs and thighs, she encourages the "picture taking" as she smiles and poses with more leg showing in each pose.
Soon her bra is exposed as she unbuttons almost all her blouse and pops both cups out. You can see the outline of her areolas through the lace and the nipples too as she is proud to show off her body like this.
Another shutter release and she takes the skirt up to show off the sheer tops of her pantyhose. She now stands up and turns her back to me and pulls her skirt tight to her ass.
She asks if I notice her panty lines and I strain my eyes to see them but I tell her I cannot. She laughs and says "That is because I am not wearing any panties."