We had a nice surprise this week. Tracy called to say she had printed off the pictures taken during our earlier encounter (
Erotic Day with Strangers
) we had given up on her thinking that perhaps she was too embarrassed to get in touch.
Tracy explained that it had been a few days until she could bring herself to even look at the pictures unsure of how she was feeling and more than a little shocked at how easily she had given in to her sexual urges.
Surprised how the public nature of our fun had made her feel.
A little apprehensive she had loaded the pictures onto her PC.
As soon as they started to come up she felt butterflies in her stomach a tingle of excitement between her legs causing her thighs to squeeze together pussy juice moistening the crotch her panties so much that she had to change them.
Tracy asked if we could meet up so I Suggested the bar Steve and I had been to the day we had met her arranging a time when it would be at its quietist
Unfortunately Steve had been called into work but I thought she might be more at ease if we had a chance to relax over a drink before he joined us.
Already seated at a secluded table when Tracy arrived I watched how she walked into the room glancing apprehensively about her bag clutched to her no confidence at all.
She was a stunning lady 5'8 smooth milky skin dark hair cut so it framed her face pert breasts filled out her T shirt and from our previous encounter I knew that her legs were slim stomach flat and toned.
Spotting me she gave a little wave and came over I had taken the liberty of buying a bottle of wine for us to share pouring her a large glass as she made herself comfortable.
Refreshing my own drink Tracy took a sip of wine closing her eyes as the cold liquid hit I told her how pleased we were that she had called.
Placing her glass on the table slender fingers resting either side of the stem twiddling it nervously round and round she took a deep breath and asked if I would help her understand what it is like to be an exhibitionist
How could we do things outside where we might be seen?
How did it feel teasing strangers?
How do you begin exploring these desires?
Flushing bright red she drained her glass in one.
Refilling both our glasses I told her it had been a long time before my own exhibitionist side had emerged and it was strange circumstances that had made me realised how exciting 'being seen' could be.
By the time I hit mid twenties I had been in two relationships one of which resulted in a less than satisfying marriage.
Sex was exciting while dating because we both lived with our parents and had nowhere to go except local quiet spots in the car.
I realised later it was the chance of being caught that made my pulse race not the amateur fumbling of my ex...In fact I secretly nicknamed him Mr Two pumps and a squirt although he thought he was great in bed.
It was Steve that opened my eyes.
We met through friends and there was an instant attraction enjoying a wild affaire for some months before Mr Two pumps found out.
He moved out Steve moved in.
One evening the power was out because of a thunderstorm we were watching the lightning from the kitchen window and I said something about how sexy the pounding rain made me feel. Grabbing me Steve carried me outside the back door and pushed me up against the wall his mouth crushing against mine tongue exploring he hooked his fingers into my knickers and dragged them down my legs dropping to his knee as he did so running his hands up my thighs he spread my pussy lips with his thumbs tonguing my wet slit.
All I could think of was the open field our house backed onto and the neighbour's gardens either side…would anyone see? The thought of someone watching us the delicious feeling between my legs and the cool rain on my hot body all combined to bring me to a crashing orgasm.
Steve wasn't finished with me yet.
Stepping back stripping off his clothes cock rock hard ridged against his belly he began to remove my top and skirt pushing my hands away as I panicked about being naked outside.
He stood back admiring me the cold rain bringing me out in goose bumps nipples standing out almost painfully I felt so good…free…and horny as hell.
He turned me bending me forward so that my hands were on the window sill my ass and pussy facing the open field on display to anyone who might walk by.
Rubbing his cock up and down my sopping slit a few times he pushed into me and grabbing my hips began pounding hard and fast our flesh making wet slapping sounds as he crashed into me I felt him tense then pull out spilling his seed all over my buttocks warm on my cold skin.
As we dried off he asked if I had enjoyed being outside grabbing his cock and kissing him hard I said what do you think mister.
He told me some girls were too afraid but it was something that he enjoyed. I asked if he would be troubled if someone saw us and he said hell no it made it more exciting.
Over drinks he asked me the question.
Was there a time or situation that you would have found it exciting to be seen naked in public by a stranger?
About to say no I remembered something that had once happened to a colleague.
Sue was always falling out with her Husband each trying to get the last word in.
After a particularly heated exchange one morning he told her this time she would back down before him. Confident that this was not the case she told him to get stuffed.
They both worked for the same firm but as shop floor manager he started work an hour or so before Sue who worked with me in the office.
When Sue and I arrived at work most of the workforce was gathered around the main notice board, there was a lot of excited chatter and laughter because on it were pictures of a woman's naked buttocks and tits with a caption
Guess who?
Sue immediately recognised the pictures…her husband had taken them once while fooling around…she could not take them down because it would give her away.
Furious she phoned him but was soon grovelling when he said that a picture of her pussy along with the answer was going up tomorrow if she did not apologise.
Although the pictures were not of me I was surprised when my pussy became damp.
It was the dirty little thought of it being me up there instead of Sue that got me all excited…in fact I became so wet I had to the toilets and take my panties off.
This was the first time I ever spent a day with my vagina naked under my skirt.
Tracy was enthralled leaning slightly forwards over the table cheeks flushed she wet her bottom lip with the tip of her tongue, fingers subconsciously sliding up and down the stem of the glass.
Pouring another drink I asked if she was up for some fun.
The pub was deserted apart from two bored barmen one of whom kept looking over…he was the guy I had given a show too last time leaving him with my panties.
