Showing Sanne

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Before we were married my wife (Dee) and I rented a nice 4 bedroom house outside of Brighton that we initially shared with 5 other people from University. Gradually people moved on and eventually we were left to just just the two of us. This meant that our rent was quite steep but having been there so long prices elsewhere had rocketed so it made sense to stay where we were. Our student contract meant that the landlord couldn't raise the price for 5 years and there were still 2 years to run.

Then one day out of the blue Dee suggested we take in a lodger to claw back some money. I was quite keen to keep it as just us two but even with our little office we still had two empty bedrooms. Dee said that a friend of hers whom she'd known forever was looking to move out of her student house and that Dee had sort of already offered a room to her. Dee went on to say that she was in her final year on a medical degree and so would spend 90% of her time either studying or at the hospital training. It wasn't hard for Dee to persuade me as she knows she can get me horny and I'm putty in her hands.

So a few weeks later Sanne was moving in. I had met her a couple of times but never really got to know her but thought she was ok and always had been friendly. She is half Dutch, half Norwegian; about 5ft 3" with blond hair, green eyes, dainty features and well built. She seemed to have a big 'frame' but you wouldn't say she was fat; her most obvious feature (to me anyway) were her large breasts that seemed to defy gravity with how firm they looked. I remember saying to Dee that I was sure she'd had a boob job but Dee assured me they were real.

I had always enjoyed the idea of exposing myself naked to others but never really had the nerve. I am pretty average really and about 25lb's over-weight. I also felt that a larger dick would be better to have to strip off in front of others as although I knew my 5" was in the average territory; I think I had become blinkered by porn stars and their 10" monsters. However, I felt that with Sanne I could really push my boundaries as it could always be put down to 'an accident' if she was pissed about it or told Dee.

Around the beginning of March I realised I had 10 days of holiday still to take and didn't want to lose it so my boss said I could take it all now as it was quite quiet. Dee had non left as she had gone to Spain with her girlie friends in November so I was going to spend the time decorating the dining room, watching TV, going to the cinema etc. Generally just chilling!

On about my 3rd day I got up quite late and knowing I was home alone didn't bother to dress. I used to enjoy wondering about the house naked before Sanne came and decided it would be nice to get some naked time in. I went down and pottered about in the kitchen. As I came out with my toast I found myself face to face with Sanne who must have come in earlier from her night shift. I had no way to cover myself as I had a large glass of juice in one hand and a plate of toast in the other.

Sanne said morning you two and grinned as she passed by to go upstairs. It took a moment for my morning brain to work out that the other person she was saying good morning to was my cock. She went up and I heard her in the shower so decided I would stay naked, eat my toast and see what happened. Sanne had usually gone straight to bed after a night shift so I guessed she'd do the same again.

I put the TV on and relaxed into the armchair. About half an hour later Sanne came down with a towel around her head in a towelling robe and sat on the sofa near by. I had placed a cushion in my lap when I heard her coming to avoid too blatant an exposure. She said in her husky Dutch tone that I looked relaxed and asked how I was filling my time off. I told her I'd been doing very little and we made small talk for a bit. During a lull in the chatter I apologised for my nudity before and she said it was nothing. She went on to say that it was my house after all and that in her work she had seen a fair few "Willies" in her time. She went on to tell me stories from her days in the wards doing intern work for her qualification; stories of bed-baths, injuries, removing unusual from peoples orifices and the like.

It was the longest time we had chatted together without Dee and I came to realise she was happy with swearing and the like. The used the words, "Raging hard-on", "Stuffed Cunt", "Glistening cock-head" and described a couple of doctors she would definitely FUCK if given half a chance.

Hearing such things come from this woman's' mouth had the inevitable effect of sending blood to my groin and as I grew more and more I was having to fidget in my seat to try and keep it hidden and not let on I was getting a full on erection.

It was about this time too as she pulled her knees and feet up onto the sofa that her gown gaped a little to expose a fair amount of those firm breasts. I was lost at sea and was now fully hard and throbbing too. I was a little nervous and at the same time excited by my situation, unsure as to how Sanne might take me exposing a "Raging hard-on!" Sanne said that she really didn't mind if I wanted to be naked in the house and said it was nice to see somebody who was naked through choice and not because their surgical gown had ridden up. She pushed a little and said that there was no need to "cover-up" with the cushion if I didn't want to. She also said that she goes to mostly nude beaches where she can and nudity is beauty not "dirty!"

I had to explain it was probably best if I did keep covered up for a bit longer and she knew what I meant laughing and saying that she thought I had been squirming about a bit.

Sanne then asked if Dee knew of my naked days in the house. I told her she didn't and probably best not to make a big deal of it in case she gets the wrong idea. I felt now that I could get away with more with Sanne. Her European upbringing had her far less inhibited than me but I was desperate to be more like that. I was keen for her to now not only see me naked but see her as she looked at my "Raging hard-on!"

Just then the phone began to ring. This was it... I knew now I could do it and probably get away with it for sure. I had to think fast and threw caution (and cushion) to the wind and jumped up. My stiff cock wafting in front of me as I ran for the phone. I picked it up and spoke to the person on the other end only to realise it was just next door asking if their cat was stuck in our coal bunker again. I wasn't going to look now so I said I'd look, kept silent for a moment then said no as if I'd looked (did check later though).. As my neighbour put the phone down I realised I was now only semi hard and slowly began to turn so that Sanne would be able to see me. I pretended the conversation was ongoing and my movements were just the way people are on the phone. It took me a minute or so before I was fully exposed to Sanne and I could see she was looking at me as I continued my fake phone call. I eventually finished and hung up.

As I went to sit down Sanne got up and in doing so gave me a brief glimpse of her right nipple. It was perfectly formed and very swollen, the whole nipple was puffed up not like my Dee who's nipples went very pointy. Sanne said she had to get some sleep before she passed out from tiredness noting she might do one more thing before going to sleep. She didn't say it but I hoped and guessed she was going to get herself off!

Although fairly tame, I had now exposed my cock and loved it and wanted more. I didn't like the idea of being a flasher or pervert but naked in a suitable context, like today.

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