ROLE PLAYING FLASHER
This is another role-playing story involving my wife and me.
It was cloudy day in a park near where we live. I was setting my frame of mind to play the role. So, here we go.
I was standing behind some shrubs. I had watched her since she came into the park. I had seen her before. She was very attractive, mid-forties, nice tits, not skinny but not fat either. She's wearing a short skirt that shows her legs well above the knees and her white blouse is tight enough to emphasize her ample breasts. I need to be closer to see if her nipples are showing. She's a hottie. I'm thinking about what she would look like naked. I wonder if she shaves her pussy or has a scruffy bush.
I dared myself to do it when she came by me on the path. The park, particularly way in the back was mostly deserted, a few joggers. She likes to walk back here; I thinks it's because she is looking for what I have. I picture her as a divorcee. She doesn't wear a wedding ring and a woman that hot wouldn't be a spinster. No, some lucky guy had put his dick in her and now I was sure she missed it. I hoped she would be attracted to my cock. I could give her what she needs.
I'm an exhibitionist. I like to be seen naked by women. Some would call me a flasher or a pervert. If I were a woman flashing my body, it would be acceptable but when a man does it, society frowns upon it. I like the thrill and risk of showing myself in public. If I were caught, I would certainly lose my job and I might go to jail. Some guys like to climb rocks or sky-dive for a thrill. I like to flash women. It makes my cock hard. In the right circumstances, I'm sure it excites the woman just as much.
I've gone to nude beaches and walked around, showing my dick to the women. I imagine some of them wanting to ditch their husbands and get serviced by my impressive manhood. The problem is that I often get a hard-on which is really frowned upon. Sometimes I have to go behind the dunes and whack-off so my dick deflates.
I haven't done anything like this for a long time, but while watching people in the park, I have become attracted to this lovely woman. I don't know her name, but we bonded when she looked at me the other day when we passed. I got a scent of her perfume.
I'm wearing just my raincoat which reaches below my knees. I have unbuttoned it. I am naked underneath. I feel my dick getting aroused. It wants to be seen. I want her to see it.
Here she comes. I'm waiting in a picnic shelter and she will walk right by me. I don't know what will happen after I do it. Will she run or will she stay? Will I run or will I stay?
The woman (hint-it's my wife) comes around the corner. When she is ten feet away from me, I step out of the shelter. I pull my raincoat open and show her my body. My dick stands up proudly. I have a small amount of hair on my chest and my legs and I have a nice patch of pubic hair above my penis. I hold for a second just, but just as I start to close my coat, she speaks to me.
"Well, hello." She says, a very unexpected response. Most women scream or say something rude about the adequacy of my male endowment. She keeps looking and walks toward me.
"May I take a photo?" She asks while getting her cell phone from her purse.
I'm stunned. Her reaction is totally unexpected. Why does she want the photo? Does she like me, or will she use it to get me in trouble? I close the coat.
She says, "What's the matter big boy? I thought you wanted me to see that nice prick you have."
"Why do you want a photo?" I ask, overwhelmed by the fact that I am actually having a conversation with her. I notice her nipples poking through her blouse. Boy, would I like to see those beauties.
She says "I want to remember what you look like. I can look at your photo while I'm alone in bed tonight, wishing I had some company."
Wow. There's an erotic thought, this lovely woman diddling herself while looking at a picture of my cock. I can imagine her naked body with her hands between her legs, thinking about me.
"You won't show it to anyone else, will you?" I asked.
She said, "Why not? I have some girlfriends who might like to see your nice hard dick. It's really nice." She licked her lips.
More exotic thoughts went through my mind.
I did it. I opened my coat. My cock was rigid, as hard as it ever gets. The thrill is indescribable. The cool air blowing over my naked body adds to the sensation. She took her photo; she took two.
Then she said, "Busted." She shows me a badge. "I'm a cop and you are busted, you creep."
I didn't know what to do. I could run and hope she couldn't identify me. While I was trying to decide what to do, she came at me. She grabbed my arm and turned me against the picnic shelter. She pulled my arms so they were behind my back and she put handcuffs on me. She reached in the pocket of my coat and found my wallet, with identification information. It was stupid to have ID with me. I was fully uncovered in the front with my coat open but my dick was wilting now.
"Well, Mr. Mason." She said. "You are in a lot of trouble."
"You entrapped me. You asked me to open my coat. I was just sitting here minding my own business."
"Uh huh. You just happened to be minding your own business, but you happened to be naked under your coat. You left the house in a hurry and forgot to get dressed; or your suit was late coming back from the dry cleaners." She went on. "I've heard some bullshit stories. Let's see what you can come up with."
She walked me inside the shelter. There were three feet high walls along the sides and there were four picnic tables under the shelter. She walked me over to one of the tables. My coat was still open. My dick had gone soft, though.
"I'm going to take you down to the station. There will be a lot of people you can flash in your holding cell."
I pleaded, "Please, is there some way you could let me go with just a warning?"
She laughed at that and said. "How about if I let you go if you can come without touching yourself?"
I said, "Okay, whatever you want. Please don't report me. I'm a delivery truck driver and I'll lose my job if the company finds out."
She walked back and forth in front of me for a few seconds. "Why aren't you hard?"