Last Monday I had applied to work for my husband as an office assistant. My friend Amber had dressed me up as a sexy secretary. My husband gave me the job and had written a dress code for me into the employment contract where I had to wear revealing blouses, tight black mini skirt, sheer stockings and high heels.
I had just finished my first week working for him. I had experimented with exhibitionism. It wasn't difficult: given my 'work uniform' it was just about impossible not to show off.
My husband and I had been living apart for some years and I wanted to rekindle our relationship. My husband sure enjoyed working with his sexy secretary.
Weekend coffee
I had a phone call from Amber as she was curious to how this week had been for me. We agreed to meet on Saturday for coffee.
I was a bundle of nerves meeting up with Amber. What would she think of what I am doing?
She asked me how work was. I replied, "It is great. Mark can't keep his hands off me. I am really liking the attention I'm getting now."
"Yes, I can see you have a glow on," commented Amber.
"He gets me to wear these revealing clothes. Just like the outfit you made me wear to the interview," I said. "Mark likes the sexy secretary look."
"I thought he might. How are things going between you two?"
"He's been so nice to me. We are even having office sex every day."
"Well I'm glad to see you so happy. Do you think you'll get back together?"
"I hope so. It's too early just now."
I told Amber about the young delivery guy calling me a MILF. "I enjoyed showing off. And Mark wants me to show off some more," I said with a grin.
"Really! Well we'll have to do something about that," said Amber with a cheeky smile. "How's the business?" bring the conversation back down to earth.
"The company is in trouble," I replied.
"How so?"
"He's lost quite a lot of business in the last few years," I replied.
"Do you think it can be saved?" asked Amber.
"I'm not sure," was my honest answer. "We are meeting up with a big client on Monday." I went on to describe my Monday outfit. "He wants me to wear a thin, and totally see-through blouse, a micro miniskirt, the sheerest stockings I could find and these ridiculously high heels."
"Wow, can you do that?" Amber asked, "Did Mark like your new look?"
"Oh yes. He particularly likes the stockings." was my reply. "He liked the Brazilian and, my god, that spray tan product made my skin so tight," I answered.
"Did he notice any other effect?" asked Amber.
"Yes. I am sure it made my pussy tighter. Mark commented on it."
"Yes, I found that out, too! You should book in a top-up procedure as soon as possible. Eventually the results will last longer but I would recommend a weekly massage and spray for the first few weeks anyway," suggested Amber.
I decided to give the salon a call later on and see whether I could get a top-up procedure early Monday morning.
Amber had brought some clothing that she thought I could use. In the bag of clothing was a small black miniskirt. It still had its tag on it: 522 Go Go mini. The fabric had a black ribbed texture. When I held it up I could see right through it. "Where did you get that?" I asked, "It's so small."
"That is made by an Australian company called Wicked Weasel. Here take a look at their website." As Amber handed me her tablet I could see that their moto was "Wicked Weasel micro bikinis have been barely covering girls since 1994."
"Where are they based?" I asked.
"They have a factory at Bryron Bay," was the reply.
I had visited Byron Bay last year. I had even climbed up the steep path to the big lighthouse on the point. There was a plaque near to the lighthouse announcing that Cape Byron was the most easterly point of mainland Australia. But I had never heard of Wicked Weasel.
I scrolled though some of their products and liked what I was seeing. "I'll have to check this out further when I get home."
I looked into the bag of clothes that Amber had brought and pulled out a little cotton top and matching pants. The tags on these were 928 Nymph Top and 578 Sun Shorts. They were made in this soft white coloured material. "I thought you could use these," offered Amber. "I don't know why I bought them . . . White is not my colour. You will see some other things in there."
"I'll try these on when I get home," I said.
"That's great. I was thinking of going to the beach on Sunday. Care to join me? Asked Amber.
"Ok, that sounds nice."
Great. I'll pick you up at, say 11. Try wearing something from the bag."
"Yes, Ok, I will," I replied.
We chatted about a few other things and then Amber offered to pay the bill. "Thanks," I said, "I'll see you on Sunday."
The walk in the park
That afternoon I pulled out the clothes that Amber had given me and tried them on. The Go Go miniskirt was really small on me. I decided that I would wear this miniskirt on Monday. When I was standing in front of the bathroom mirror, I could see my pussy profile through the thin material. I liked the way I could see my mons Venus in the gap between my thighs and it felt sexy to be wearing clothing but revealing so much in the process.
I then put on the Nymph top and sun shorts. The top only just covered my breasts while the shorts exposed my buttocks. It was a nice day and I needed to get some exercise so I decided to go for a walk in the local park dressed as I was.
The top only just held my breasts in place. The fabric stretched over my nipples and my tits jiggled about as I walked. It was obvious that I wasn't wearing a bra. The fabric rode up on a few occasions and I was showing quite a bit of under boob to passers-by.
There was this one jogger in particular who seemed to be running this loop. He kept overtaking me time and time again. On one occasion when I heard him approaching me I bent down to tie my shoe laces. He slowed right down to a stroll as he came up behind me. I am sure my pussy was visible as the sun shorts had these wide frilly cuffs.
What have I become, I asked myself. A blatant exhibitionist?
Sunday
I was nice to sleep in on Sunday. When I got up I had a luxurious shower and the dressed in my long bath robe. I found the bag of beach clothes that Amber had given me. Inside were two other items and a note from Amber.
"I tried these one piece suits on but they were too small for me. You can have them. Love Amber"
I picked out the bikinis. The tags were still on them. Sheer Vision 807 One Piece Bikini and a purple Bow Peep 858 One Piece Bikini.
I tried the purple Bow Peep bikini first. Wow, it looked great on me. I loved the colour. It was extremely high cut. There was basically nothing on the sides except these three pink bows. It showed a lot of side boobs. The material was a soft, ribbed lycra with a delicate wave pattern. I could easily wear this at a beach. It was very low cut at the back with a brazilian styled bottom.
The Sheer Vision 807 One Piece Bikini was an altogether different proposition. It was made of a lightweight, white satin fabric. I could see my fingers through the fabric when it was dry. What would it be like when wet? I would need to be encouraged to wear this, probably after a few glasses of wine.
I put the Bow Peep bikini on and wore a white gauzy peasant skirt over the top. The dark colour of the Bow Peep could be seen through the sheer gauzy skirt. 11 o'clock came around and Amber raced up the drive in her convertible sports car. I raced out with a beach bag and big beach towel. I threw these in the back seat and hopped in.
Amber commented on my swimsuit choice. "You look great in that suit. It fits you better than it did me. What did you think of the other one? You're not going to wear it."
"I'll see. It's in the bag. Let's see how crowded the beach is," was my answer. "Where are we going?"
"I was planning on going to Ladies Bay," said Amber as she looked at me quizzically.
"Isn't that the nude beach?" I asked.
"Well some people are nude. I go there all the time. I love getting an all-over tan"
"I'm not sure about being fully nude," I said honestly.
"That's fine. Not everyone at the beach is nude. Anyway, you will look great in that suit you're wearing. I'm sure you will turn heads."
We drove around the water front past all the cafes and bars. Ladies Bay carpark was high up on the cliff top next to the lookout platform. Amber asked if she could put her beach towel and sunscreen in my beach bag. She had left hers behind. "Sure thing," I said.
We walked down the old stairway to the beach. When we got to the beach there were a couple of people fishing from the rocks and we walked on to the beach itself. There weren't many people there.
Ladies Bay
It seemed as if there were two groups: old nude men sun bathing on the grassy area under the cliff and a few young couples on the sandy beach at the far end. We walked to the far end and found a suitable spot for our beach towels.
Amber was wearing this flowing maxi dress which she quickly took off. Underneath, she was wearing and extremely see-through, mesh crop-bra top and matching thong. "Is that another of those Wicked Weasel bikinis? I asked.
"Yes. I wear this stuff all the time."
I could see that Amber had pierced nipples. These horseshoe type rings were clearly visible under the light blue mesh of her top. "I never knew you had your nipples pierced," I commented.
"Yeah, I have been pierced for twelve years!"
"Really, I never knew. What made you do it?"
"I just liked the look. It was one of the best decisions I ever made."
"How so?"
"My nipples are always hard and sensitive. And men can't stop playing with them. Here feel them for yourself."