My First Time!
Anne the Exhibitionist, part 1
It was just a week since graduating and I was feeling pretty good about my job, my choice of school in the fall and even the new rose I had planted a few weeks ago in our garden. But I was very much wishing I could find a way to be naked in front of people without having to be embarrassed or worse, arrested! Yes, I had somewhat odd urges since I was about twelve which started with me looking at my bare self in front of a mirror, til I realized what I wanted was for others to see me too. But I had no desire to become a stripper or the like, and as I said I did not want to get arrested either, and so far I was not having too many chances to show myself off. Other than to mom and Sally, anyway. I suppose I could have run past Pop naked but it might have upset him and I loved my parents, and did not want to make either uncomfortable. So in a sort of silent agreement I only went naked when he was out of the house. I had turned eighteen this past winter, and now I had also graduated, but I was no closer to finding a safe way to be nude with an audience. And the more the better, was my feeling!
Today at work I was going to get an idea although I didn't know it yet! I work at a small fabric shop here in Pembroke. As well as cash, the owner also allowed me scraps and remainders and once or twice had even given me special order fabric that had been unclaimed, so I was very happy with my job and Miss Wiggins. In fact it was time to get there, before I was late! Enough daydreaming and staring at my own bottom! It was a pretty bottom though and I was sure others would think so too, given a chance to look at it! When I got there, Miss Wiggins was busy with a customer and told me we had a shipment, asking me to sort it and put the items out for sale. While I worked on the delivery she finished up and came back to lend a hand. We both carried out a few bolts of fabric and then I sorted out the notions. At the bottom was a small box with several spools of thread, very fine and almost invisible, marked only with the letter D. I had to ask what to do with that, never having seen it before.
Miss Wiggins smiled and said it was mostly a special order and told me she had a special customer, a stage magician who needed special items from time to time, and this was water soluble thread! Oh, did the thoughts race through my mind at that!
Before I even thought I said "So if I made a swimsuit and used this for the seams.."
Miss Wiggins grinned and said if I did that, I would be a very naked woman in about five minutes of entering the water, and wouldn't that be fun? Then she laughed and handed me two spools, telling me I could take a swimsuit pattern and try the thread out if I wanted! Not sure why, but I had worked for her for two years mow and felt she liked me as much as I liked her. So I told her I was pretty sure I was an exhibitionist but had not had a chance to try anything but this would look like an accident, wouldn't it? She grinned and told me it would indeed and confided she had a sister who was much like me, and was quite a show off! And if I was interested she would share some ideas she had helped her with, years ago. When I went home that evening I had the thread, a couple yards of pretty fabric and the swimsuit plans, plus several new ideas and a surprising new accomplice!
That night mom reminded me that Sally was coming home in two days, and she hoped we still got along. That made us laugh, and pop too. Sally and I have been inseparable pals since I was born I believe. We had the kind of bond twins often do even though she was a year older. After supper Pop said we should take a ride, so we got in the family car and he took the wheel. Mom sat next to him, so she could tell him how to drive. Sally and I often teased them that if Mom fell asleep Pop would go off the road! That always got a laugh. I had thought Pop was going to drive into the country or down by the lake, but we headed off in the direction of downtown. I was wondering if he left something at work when he pulled into Bert's garage, and parked the car. Then said to get out with him so we did. Mom had her "secret" smile, a tiny one that meant she had a secret and was keeping it, but you would know soon too. We were standing next to a very cute VW bug, cream yellow with iris and daffodils painted on it. With some artistic liberty as these were growing happily from pretty green vines!
Pop smiled and said "When your sister graduated we paid for her college, as you probably know. But you got a scholarship, and since your going further away (my school was NW of Boston) we decided to get you a car.
Before I even got to squeal, Mom said 'And I told him to get a pretty one that was safe and good on gas too!" and smiled at me as she handed me a key that said VW on it!
Then I did squeal with delight and had to open the door and sit behind the wheel! They indulged me happily too and explained all about the car, and had me get out to see the trunk was in the front and so was the fuel filler! Very good to know, I thought. Mom got in with me and had me drive her home so she got to be my very first passenger. That night both she and pop slipped me $10 and said to use it for gas, but don't tell! Wow! I was very excited, thanked them both and said that now I can take Sally around this summer, we could even go to the Cape, or up to Boston if she wanted to! I think they were thrilled that I was thinking about using the bug with my sister, not going off alone. But she was my best friend, who else was I going to drive all over with?
On my way to sleep I also realized I could drive both of us to Plymouth Beach this weekend. It was a good mile from the parking lot to the beach and wouldn't it be a shame if I had to walk back to the car naked? I was snickering as I drowsed and fell asleep! The next day I worked on my new swimsuit and had it done before Mom came home. A pretty and almost sexy one piece, not too revealing (while the thread was dry!) but definitely a suit a Bond girl would wear! I showed Mom and she made me try it on and said I had really grown up, it was very age appropriate, unless I wanted to go nude instead! She even grinned and winked at me! Then she poured us both tall glasses of iced coffee and led me out to the patio. Pop had made it, setting brick into a bed of dry sand so we had a nice place to sit afternoons. Pop was pretty terrific. After we sat she pulled a piece of newsprint from her pocket and handed it to me, smiling again.
"I saw this article last Sunday and was almost certain you would be interested, dear. And you should know already I would see nothing wrong in it, if you want to run around naked. I just want you to be happy sweetie!"
I opened the page out and read about a -- Nudist Camp! It was in Freetown, about a half hour away on country roads and a person could go there to sun, swim or just sit and chat while completely naked! The camp was called Stony Acres and sounded wonderful, as it was next to the state forest and had both an in ground pool, and a spring fed pond, along with plenty of trees. I looked up and saw Mom was smiling at me and obviously ready to talk. I asked first why she had saved this article for me, and she said not to try thinking she was getting dim! Then told me that both she and Sally knew I wanted to go around naked and would if it was legal, and by the way, our yard was pretty private, so if I want, I can be naked at home all summer! I was now beyond flabbergasted! The first thing I thought of was what about Pop and said so.
"Won't that bother Pop, not just seeing his daughter naked but he could also get an erection too, couldn't he? And wouldn't that be a problem?"