Warning - no sex in this story. Nothing nasty. So please skip it if that is what you like. This is entry level exhibitionism remembered years later. I realize only a small group of people like this style so please move on to something you'd enjoy more if that is not your style. Thank you!
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Honey,
Here are a few more things I remember doing in the 'show-off' department when I was living on my own with roommates.
I learned to show myself off so discretely that it never looked like I was aware of what I was doing.
In the morning I would sometimes sit on the couch or on the floor leaning against the couch to watch the news while I ate some cereal and I would pull my knees up and then pull my night shirt over my knees. I practiced this in front of the mirror in my room many times first.
I found out it did two amazing things. It made me look like I was covered from neck to my ankles, but the tee shirt didn't QUITE cover all of me and although it came down to my shins, my pussy showed from the front. I always kept my knees together so it just sort of peeked out at the bottom. It looked so cool too, if I do say so myself.
It also stretched the neck of my tee shirt out so much that anyone looking down could see my bare breasts but it looked like I was covered. Try it and you will see what I mean.
John and his friends would always come in the room and sit across from me to talk. They'd offer me things to drink and bring them just to stand and look down my shirt or to see my pussy on the couch. When they would sit across from me I could see their eyes straining to get a peek of my sweet pussy. I loved that.
It was so fun to see how hard they would try to look like they weren't looking at all. With my feet flat and my knees just slightly apart, I knew I was giving them a little of the gyno view.
If I sat on the couch I would squirm around a bit to get comfortable and my night shirt would ride up and show nearly all of my legs and if they were across from me they could get a nice look at my fine pussy. I didn't always let them see either. It had to look like an accident.
Some evenings after work I would sit crossed legged in my satin lounging shorts; sometimes wearing very tiny and sheer, see-through panties or usually no panties at all.
I would watch TV a bit and every time John and his friends would come in and find an excuse to sit across from me or come talk to me or bring me anything just to get a glimpse up the legs of my shorts.
A few times we played cards on the floor. John and Stanley and I played several times. They sat across from me and I sat cross legged in my satin shorts and I knew they could see at least the edges of my pussy and maybe up to half of it at a time. I didn't care, but I never let on that I knew they could see me either.
When I would lean in and reach for a card I could feel my breasts showing if they were looking from the side and they usually were. I think they saw about 80% of my breasts and occasionally my nipples too.
Sometimes I would lean way back and reach for something off the couch behind me. I could feel the little shorts stretch and I knew I was displaying a lot of skin for a second or two. That's when I could feel my Mons exposed and even some cool air on my clitty.
I also loved lounging on the couch in my robe. Sometimes I wore a shorty robe. I looked very nice and not trampy at all, but it afforded me many opportunities to show off because it would open easily. You know how they open at the bottom even when the sash is tied? And they open at the neck even when it is tied too. Especially if you lean over, which I did a lot.
But my favorite thing was to lay on my side and read. By reading I was preoccupied and not able to notice anyone else really looking at me. And try it once in a robe. It will always expose part of you.
The top of my hips would be covered and look modest, but the bottom of the robe just lays flat and that can leave most all of my legs and some, if not all, of my pussy showing too.
I would sometimes pull my knees up when I was on my side and that would bare all of my legs and most of my bare bottom and I know it gave a little peek of my pussy too. Two times I caught John staring at me and I just sort of tugged at the robe pretending that it now covered me.
Once when I was home alone I was out on the couch in my little robe reading and I actually fell asleep. I heard the key in the door and realized I was not all covered.
I had rolled over on my tummy and had one leg bent way up and the robe had slid up my thighs and somehow even over my bare bottom. My bare legs and my entire perfect little butt was showing and my pussy between my legs.
I panicked for a second, but then I decided to pretend to be asleep. My legs were not facing the door so it would not be noticeable right away. So I just laid there like that.
In walked John and his friend Riley. This is a guy who is so nerdy and harmless that I almost chuckled when I heard his voice. As they were walking past me to the kitchen I heard them stop in their tracks when they must have seen me. Riley whispered, "I can see her bare butt and her whole pussy - ALL OF IT!"
"Shhhuss, don't wake her up!"
They came in and literally stood staring up my legs at my butt and my pussy for about three minutes before I decided to begin to stir a bit like I was waking up.
They scrambled back to the door and made like they were just coming in. I acted as if I was startled and stood up giving them a quick bottomless view of me facing them as I pulled my robe down.
"Oh hi guys! I fell asleep and you startled me!"
"Sorry Catherine, we didn't mean too.