How I Got Into Exhibitionism - 02

The next day, Juliette called the front desk to send up for breakfast, and I knew she had regained all her energy and vice when she stripped completely naked behind my back as I opened the door to the waiter bringing us our coffee. Seeing him with his big, round eyes, I turned around and I had that look on my face that says "oh you're incorrigible, you're going to get me into trouble but I can't blame you", just like one of those old cheesy TV shows.

I quickly thanked the waiter and closed the door to his face, I really wanted to lecture Juliette, I wanted to tell her that I could get kicked out of the hotel with that kind of bullshit. She didn't really listen to me, and I wasn't trying too hard anyway. We were devouring our croissants and laughing at the waiter's reaction before I could even finish my first sentence. She did not apologized but she offered to spend the next night at her hotel, convinced that I would never dare to take revenge anyway. Clearly a way of manipulating me into doing it, and I admit I was tempted. Not so much for the revenge, but for the challenge.

However, that day was for both of us our first full day in Arcachon, so we walked around the city just like any other tourists, we went swimming in the ocean and relaxed under the warm sun to work on our tan. We even managed to find a spot away from prying eyes where we could get a full tan. My heart was pounding at first, I had never been so naked outdoors until now, and it was an incredible feeling, especially feeling the sun all over my bare body. I wish I didn't have to worry about being caught, otherwise I would be naked all the time.

When we got back to Juliette's hotel in the evening, she took my arm before we entered and said:

- Claire, if you like, I'd like to play a naughty game with you.

- Should I be scared? You have that crazy look in your eyes...

- My room's on the second to last floor and the elevator is pretty slow. Would you like to try something?

- What exactly are you thinking? The place doesn't look very busy, but we could still get caught...

- Don't worry, the risk in on me. And if I get thrown out, I'll just take a room at your hotel, she says with a smile no one could resist.

- All right, I'll be right behind you. What's on your mind?

- Once we are in the elevator, we get fully naked and then we exchange clothes, how about that? To gain some time, I suggest we don't put the underwear back on.

- You think I'm going to chicken out?

- I certainly hope not!

And so we enter the elevator and my heart starts to beat like crazy as the doors are closing. Then we both start to undress as fast as we can, if there was a world record for that we could have had a medal. In just a few seconds we take off the top, the bottom, the shoes, the panties and the bra - not a game to play in the middle of winter! Once we are fully naked, Juliette starts a little victory dance in front of me, her eyes fixed on me.

- Shouldn't we get dressed now? I ask naively.

- You first girl, she says with a big smile.

- Oh I see, you want to test me.

- You are so afraid, aren't you?

In order to prove my bravery to Juliette, I press the button for the next floor and the elevator quickly stops. We watch the doors open, and I can feel her trembling a little beside me, but nobody's there. We giggle like two potatoes as the elevator starts up again, and now it's Juliette who presses the button. When the door opens, there's still no one there, but she uses the few seconds the elevators is giving us to get out of the cabin and dance in the corridor, with just me as a spectator, delighted to see such a lovely show.

Juliette comes back into the elevator, and it's me who presses the button, then goes out to do my little dance. Juliette tells me to take a few more steps to get under the light, then presses the button to close the doors, she calculated it so I would not have the time to get back to the elevator! As she disappears behind the doors, I hear her laughingly tell me that the stairs are on my right, and that her room is 905, two floors up. What a bitch!

I am now alone and naked, helpless, in this hotel I don't know, and my heart pounding like never before, I rush toward the stairs, praying that no one will leave their room. I run up the stairs to room 905, and I knock insistently on the door, furious and ready to yell at my friend. But I freeze when the finally opens, as it's not Juliette at all who is opening it but a woman in her forties, she is wearing a bathrobe and she is stunned by what she is looking at. As for me, it takes me a second to realize that Juliette obviously gave me a wrong number. When my brain finally reboots I cover myself up and apologize profusely. I'm so ashamed of myself!

A few seconds later, the door to the room opposite, 906, opens and Juliette lets me in and gives me back my clothes. She's laughing so hard she can hardly breathe, but from what I understand she is trying to apologize and to say that it was too tempting and she couldn't help herself. I refuse to speak to her for a while, but deep inside me I totally understand: if the joke wasn't on me, I would have found this extremely amusing!

Finally the tension disappear and we end up making love again, but this time we are full of energy, and her treachery has made me wild, almost nasty, but she seems to enjoy it. I slap her bottom, her tits, and some slaps are pretty strong, I also bite her nipples, her clit, everything I can, I just want her to beg me to go a little easier but she lets me. I finger her and lick her without letting her breathe, I take the dildo lying around in her bag to penetrate her with it, I even take pleasure in fucking her with it, and I hear her moans filling the room.

All the neighbours are probably hearing us having sex, but tonight we do not care. And I have big hopes for tomorrow, Juliette and I still have a lot to do!