These are some of the times that I've exposed myself to others and some of the times when my husband did me and himself a favor by exposing me since I was a little beyond helping myself, if you all know what I mean. Don't mis-understand, I'm not an alcoholic by any means, but I like to party sometimes, and when I party.... I Party!!
Confession 1 - The Flight: My husband and I were on our way back from visiting Ixtapa, Mexico. We boarded our plane and in the seat next to me was a Mexican gentleman that looked like he could use some entertainment. It was the middle of summer and I was wearing a summer dress that came to about 4 inches above my knees. Beneath I'd worn a pair of blue g-strings with a matching top that I'd bought at Victoria's Secret. We soon got under way for the 4-hour flight and I decided that I'd have some fun.
I excused myself and went to the ladies room as soon as the seat belt light went out, and when I came out my panties were stashed away in my purse. I then waited for the stewardess to make her way up the isle with drink offers and after she passed us I did a nice stretch, turned my back to my neighbor, pulled my feet up on my chair in a fetal position, and laid my head on hubby's shoulder. I nuzzled him a little bit and then feigning sleep I pretended to doze off. I could barely see my neighbor's reflection behind me in the plane's window. He was engaged in an in-flight magazine so I went to my task at hand.
My right hand was in my lap gripping the material of my dress, and I made a move as if adjusting myself and at the same time I pulled on the dress raising it a few inches. It was now riding my upper thigh and with a couple of well-timed adjustments I knew I'd have it in just the right place. The second opportunity came when I felt my neighbor get out of his chair and I saw him head for the bathroom.
By the time he came back to his seat my dress was raised to exactly where I wanted it. My dress was now raised to the same level where the legs meet and pleasure starts. In the position that I was curled up in, the bend in my body exposed my pussy to the man behind me. In his reflection I saw him adjust himself so that he faced me slightly without being too obvious and he raised the magazine again, seemingly reading from it. It was a little too high and I suddenly realized that he was looking at me beneath the magazine. This thrilled me because I'd thought that I didn't get his attention at first, but now I was having fun.
I shifted my left leg a little higher on the seat and this opened me up a little more. It also made me look like I was really asleep. I'm sure he thought he'd hit the jackpot. I stayed like in this position for a while until it got uncomfortable and eventually decided to turn face up. I wasn't sure how to do this without going through the dress adjustment routine, so without putting my legs down I turned face up. I then dropped my legs to the floor and I could feel the Air Conditioning vent on my pussy so I was sure that I was quite exposed. I actually dozed off at this point, and the next thing I know, the seat belt bell was going off, so I woke up, woke hubby up, and we put on our seat belts.
Confession 2 - At my work: I used to work for a benefit foundation for dis-advantaged children. We rented offices from a local High School. The offices were all connected to each other via hallways, so even though we were a separate entity from the school, any visitors would have thought we were part of the school due to a lack of separation.
There were three full-time security guards on staff at all times, one of which I was told had it for me in a bad way. He wasn't cute in any remote way, but he was big, a little fat, and rough looking. I had told my husband and he had teased me for months about him. He even mentioned it occasionally in the middle of sex in statements like: "You want that guy, ha? You want him to fuck you like this, ha?" or "I bet you wish it was his cock you were sucking right now, ha?"
I finally asked him if it was his fantasy to see me with John, the security man or what? He surprised me with a "Yes!" right away. He then asked me if I would really do it. I told him that I wouldn't want to let him fuck me, but that I'd be game for anything else, so I told him to come up with an idea and I'd do it. He had an idea by the next day, and here's how it went.
We went to my offices on the next Saturday night. We brought along a bottle of Tequila Sauza to complete the picture and turned on only one light. This was all designed to look as if we'd been out partying and decided to stop by the office to get something and decided to stay and have some fun without attracting attention.
I drank about five shots from the bottle and started to be pretty tipsy. I started removing articles of clothing but my husband stayed dressed. Eventually I was completely naked, quite drunk, and making copies of my breasts on the copy machine. Of course, eventually I was sitting on the copier and making copies of my pussy, and upon reflection I'm happy that I didn't break through the glass and end up in the emergency room. That would have been a story!
I knew that John checked the building once an hour, and he was due to show up any time now. In a few minutes we heard him making his way down the hall, checking the doors. He must have seen our light, because his footsteps became quicker as he came closer to us. This was my cue - I lay down on my desk completely naked and hubby got into a position that suggested he was about to fuck me, and that's how John found us.
At first he came on strong, and then he realized that it was me that was almost passed out on the desk. He recognized my husband also, and started to apologize for barging in on "what appears to be an intimate moment". When he saw that I didn't try to cover up, he started to address me, which of course gave him the opportunity to look me up and down several times shamelessly. I was laying on the routine pretty heavily, and of course I really was drunk. I slurred "Oh, a threesome - how nice!"
