I finally got caught. Not by the police, thank goodness, but by my boyfriend (maybe that's worse!). He had been traveling a lot, and I had been playing online (which he allows), but a girlfriend who accidentally found out about my playing mentioned it to him (I had told her I was playing online with HIM), and he freaked out a little. He found out I was going beyond the rules we had agreed upon (no photo sharing being one of the biggies, plus a few others), and when staying over at my place one time he was home, changed my yahoo chat and email password, and wouldn't tell me what it was. Plus, his job actually kept him around for much of the winter, so I was happy anyway.
But now he's traveling again, and it's spring, so a woman's fancy (at least *this* woman's fancy) turns to risk taking and exhibitionism, potential humiliation, and all of the other freaky things I love.
Here's an update of what I've done in the last week or so (since he left again), plus what I hope to do this spring/summer as he travels.
We finally had a warm and wonderfully sunny day last week up here in the Northeast (I moved from Arizona - did I mention that?). I woke up early and saw on the thermometer that it was actually warm enough to jog... and show off... so I quick changed into my running shoes and decided what to wear. Not too little, since it definitely wasn't hot out, but enough for a little fun. I chose a pair of tight tiny white shorts (a little smaller due to a few extra pounds from the winter) with a bright red thong (not one of my tiny ones - I wanted it to show through). Plus a tight white camisole that is somewhat see through. Not too daring, but it wasn't as early in the morning as I usually run, and I thought I might actually get seen running around the neighborhood... which I did! A man walking his dog was walking towards me and enjoyed the whole bouncing boobs/poking nipple show, and I bet turned to watch me as I jogged past, seeing my thong peeking out and showing through! I got very turned on by that!
This spring I plan to continue my exploits with jogging. Last summer and fall I stated buying old clothes at garage sales - clothes I wouldn't mind throwing away. I have most of them left, and maybe this week (it's supposed to be warm again) I can wear something revealing to jog in (I like my red lace boy shorts from VS that ride up my crack, and maybe a white t-shirt cut off right below my boobs), wear the old dress over it, jog a ways, then throw it out and have to jog either back to my car or home very underdressed!