The Exhibitionist Experiment Ch 02

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Author's note: This chapter is still really quite tame... the first few will be. It's all about slowly expanding Lara's comfort zone... like boiling the proverbial frog. I'm doing my best to keep ratcheting up the tension while keeping things relatively realistic (at least as realistic as you can be in a story like this).

I hope you find it enjoyable. Feedback of any sort is greatly appreciated.

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Chapter Two

Lara woke up wishing that yesterday had only been a dream. A glance down at the unread messages on her phone told her it wasn't.

"Lara. I'm glad you've made the smart decision to accept my proposal. Be at my office for 4pm today, sharp."

Lara groaned, preferring to just get whatever Karen had planned for her over with, but knowing it would have to wait until far into the afternoon.

All through her classes that day, Lara couldn't stop running "what if" scenarios through her head, talking aloud to herself. "No, yesterday was just a one time thing. It won't happen again. I'll hear her out -- I know enough poker to know you don't fold before you ante -- but there's no way I'm doing any of the more daring stuff Karen promised I'd be doing. No chance in hell."

As 4pm approached, Lara was standing outside Karen's office, where the door was unexpectedly closed. "Maybe she's not here," Lara hoped without conviction. She knocked.

Karen quickly opened the door with much enthusiasm and warmly welcomed Lara inside, closing the door behind her. "Lara, I'm so glad to see you. I admit, despite your non-verbal assurances yesterday I had my doubts about you actually following through today."

"Heh, you're not the only one," Lara admitted a little sheepishly. "But I figured it's like you said... I might as well at least

hear

what you want me to do. I can always refuse and turn myself in if you're demanding too much. So... what is it, anyway?"

"Straight to the point. I love it! Well, my dear Lara. It's nothing at all. Er, well nothing you haven't done already, anyway. What I want from you today-- what I want from you

every

day this week is precisely nothing more and nothing less than what you did yesterday.

"I will leave my office for a couple hours -- three tops. Once I'm gone, I expect you to strip off every piece of clothing you're wearing, and place them in my desk drawer. I want you to stay naked for at least one hour, after which you may redress, except for your panties which you will lay on top of my desk again. You're welcome to stay naked for

more

than an hour, that's up to you, but I do insist on no less than an hour. You may then leave... you needn't wait for my return.

"And then I see you back here tomorrow, same time: 4pm, to do it all over again. Today's... Tuesday, so just four more times will bring us to Friday. We'll reassess then." With that, Karen grabbed her purse and left her office, without so much as another word.

Lara felt more than a little stunned at Karen's abrupt departure. "... so I guess there isn't really much room for discussion then..." Lara sardonically mused to herself.

Having already gone through the whole process of disrobing alone in Karen's office once yesterday, Lara didn't hesitate to disrobe again today. She noted the irony that she was getting naked quicker today despite there being a much larger window of opportunity than yesterday. Ah well, no sense putting it off this time.

Within moments Lara stood fully naked, closing the drawer with her clothes. She started the stopwatch timer on Karen's desk and took stock of her surroundings. Nothing looked any different than yesterday-- no, wait there was one change. The television mounted to the wall was no longer showing weather and local news.

Now playing was a video of a woman exploring an older European city. At least, Lara assumed it was a European city based on the old style of the architecture and the narrow cobblestoned walkways. But it wasn't the scenic vista that caught Lara's attention. The woman in the video, happily exploring and wandering through the streets, was fully and completely naked. She would walk up to a storefront window and look at the displays therein. Occasionally she would be stopped by various passersby asking for photos with her, which she happily obliged.

Lara was stunned. As she herself stood naked in the privacy of Karen's secluded office, mildly nervous, here on the TV before her was a woman just as naked but proudly exposing every inch of her flesh to the world. She looked so free and confident. It was a feeling Lara envied... especially now, when she felt so trapped by her cheating.

After a few minutes, Lara realized with a shiver that the scene unfolding on the TV was exactly what Karen had in mind for her. She got goosebumps thinking about it, and chose to believe it was from dread.

A few minutes more and Lara pried herself away from the screen.

There's nothing to

do

here! Tomorrow I have to remember to bring my classwork, at least I can do

something

productive with this time.

She found her eye drawn back time and again to the naked woman on the screen, mesmerized by the image.

Between the blink of an eye and an eternity later she felt a shock as something grazed her clit. With a shock she realized it was her own right hand. A further shock when she saw the stopwatch just pass 1:45:00. "Two hours!?! I've nearly been here two hours??" Desperate to not still be here naked when Karen returned, she dashed over to the desk drawer that held her clothes, and throw them all back on, with the exception of her panties which she tossed bunched up on the desk.

She opened the door, and made her way home, closing Karen's office door behind her.

* * *

Wednesday morning found Lara waking with her fingers already stroking her wet pussy. She was not one to frequently explore her body, but the video from Karen's office was evidently on her mind as she slept.

She checked her phone and saw no new messages. "I don't suppose this means Karen's called the whole thing off..." Lara spoke aloud, sarcastically. "Whatever, if spending a couple hours alone naked is all I gotta do to not get expelled, then I'll gladly do it." Lara's acceptance and attitude surprised even herself. A small part of her was even looking forward to today's "alone time."

As 4pm rolled around, Karen once again welcomed her into her office. This time, Karen didn't linger, and was already half-way out the door as Lara was getting settled. "Great Lara. Same as yesterday... you know the drill, but please show some decorum and let's not leave your panties all bunched up, shall we?"

"Oh, actually Karen, about my panties--" The door closed, leaving her alone in the office. Lara's finished her thought softly to herself. "Can I get them back... I'm running low...... alright, whatever, it's fine."

With a much greater nonchalance than the last two days, Lara unceremoniously undressed, throwing all her clothes in the usual bottom drawer of Karen's desk and started the timer.

"Time to get studying." Lara retrieved her laptop out of her backpack and set up shop on the round table in the corner. She didn't feel comfortable enough to use Karen's desk, ironically feeling that would be an invasion of privacy.

Before barreling down on her assignments, she took another look around the room. She didn't notice it before, but the lock on the door wasn't a conventional keyed lock. Instead it was of the same electronic variety in use throughout much of campus. It required a keyfob or keycard to lock or unlock it, and when locked it would prevent entry, but not egress. Meaning, nobody would be able to get in, but she'd be able to leave the office without problem... except she wouldn't be able to get back in. Since Lara had no intention of ever leaving the office naked, she merely filed that observation away in the back of her mind.

Glancing up at the tv showed that it was still playing exhibitionist pornography, only it was a different video than yesterday. This one featured a fully naked women (of course) being led around a sparsely populated public beach by a leash held by a fully dressed woman.

Lara was stuck by not only the contrast between the two women but by how out of place both women looked in their surroundings. If not for the leash, the naked woman would actually look less out of place on the beach than the woman wearing a full-length dark grey wool skirt, dark red blouse and black leather ankle boots. It was the leash that accentuated exactly where the naked woman sat in the hierarchy between the two of them.

Lara's hand once again drifted of its own accord to her bare pussy as she closed her eyes and imagined being naked in public, being showcased by somebody else fully dressed. One hand lightly flicked her clit, while her other came down and stroked the folds of her pussy.

The intensity of her lust ramped up as she played with herself, intent on finishing what she started that morning. She slipped one, then two fingers inside herself, sliding in easily from her wetness. With a deep inhalation she opened her eyes, and remembered where she was.

The sudden realization that she wasn't at home, or in any place remotely appropriate to be masturbating caused her to stop... disappointingly not far from the edge.

"No, no not here... I need to study." She chastised herself.

Lara tried to dampen down her horniness, and refocus her efforts on studying, but failed miserably. All she could think about was cumming. She couldn't remember the last time she'd had a boyfriend, or even a date really. Normally she'd be fine, but the events of the last few days had her worked up.

She started to rationalize with herself, "Okay, I'll just do it, cum, then I'll be able to concentrate on my homework... yeah... that's the best thing to do. I mean, I am alone, and this is a private office. It's not hurting anybody, and it'll let me get it out of my system, and focus on my studies... yeah."A quick glance at the stopwatch told her she had been there for 25 minutes already. "Still plenty of time until Karen's due back."

Having successfully rationalized her qualms away, Lara began fucking herself in earnest. She attacked her clit and pussy with both hands, wasting no time to get the job done. Within seconds she came in an explosive orgasm - her largest in recent memory, she just hoped that she didn't make any noises loud enough to be heard in any of the neighboring offices.

She was immediately filled with shame, and her first instinct was to get dressed. Actually, her first instinct was to frantically look around the room and make sure she hadn't forgotten to close any curtains or anything -

nope, still closed, thank God.

Her second instinct was to get dressed, but she was able to fight off that urge. She also resisted the irrational urge to cover her sex-there was nobody in the room...

Now, I can get to work.

And work she did, for the next hour. When she next looked up from her laptop to the stopwatch, it read 1:34:22. "An hour and a half... that's plenty. I'm going home."

* * *

Thursday, Lara arrived at Karen's office once again at 4pm, without any reminders from Karen. Today Lara was determined to confront her about her diminishing supply of underwear, but Karen thwarted her again but leaving as soon as Lara got there. "Lara, I'm sorry but I've got to dash. I was hoping to talk to you about the weekend, but we'll have to do that tomorrow. Bye!"

And without being able to say a word, Karen was gone, once again leaving Lara alone in her office.

Lara dutifully stripped naked and tossed her clothes into the bottom desk drawer then, in what has become a well practiced routine, started the stopwatch. She looked up at the tv on the wall, expecting to see another pornographic video and was not disappointed. With mild amusement, she noticed she was glad to see it playing. This video starred a naked woman driving around town.

Ignoring the video for the time being, Lara paced around Karen's office. In some ways it felt like a prison cell. Relegated to isolation here for an hour a day, a small part of her wished for the freedom of the woman on the tv, to go anywhere she pleased, seemingly without consequence. "No, that's ridiculous." She stated aloud. "So what if I'm in a small room... it's just an hour... a perfect time to get caught up on my studies... or other things..." Her mind wandered back to her earth-shattering climax from yesterday. "Yeah, studying."

She set up again on the table in the corner, where she could easily glance up at the tv while she worked. She became so engrossed in her studies she literally yelped when she heard a knock on the door, and somebody attempting to turn the locked door knob.

She looked at the stopwatch and saw over two hours had passed! "Shit, I should have been out of here ages ago!" Lara slammed her laptop shut, stuffed it into her backpack, and rushed to get dressed. She was just putting the finishing touch of her sweater back on when she realized that in her haste, she had forgotten to leave her panties off.

"Hello? Ms Kant?" a muffled voice asked through the door.

Lara scrambled to remove her shoes again, and her pants, hopping on one foot to remove her panties and place them flat on the desktop. Redressed, with backpack slung, she opened the door and saw a fresh-faced young man, who appeared to be the same age as herself.

He stammered. "Oh, uh, sorry? I was supposed to meet Ms Kant for...... well, uh... is she here?"

"What, no. I haven't seen her in hours."

His cool steely blue eyes narrowed at her. "Then what were

you

doing in her office, alone?"

Taken aback, Lara hesitated to answer. "That's none -" then sighed, feeling compelled to not evade his questions, not wanting him to spread rumors of a strange girl spending time alone in a teacher's office. "If you must know, Karen--Ms Kant is helping me with a special assignment. She's been letting me use her office for a few hours this week."

He didn't look any less suspicious, but clearly wasn't willing to pursue it further. "...... I see. Well...... if you see her soon, let her know Stan was looking for her... actually, never mind, I'll just email her myself."

"Okay, then, cool."

Stan turned around and walked down the hall to the elevator, but unfortunately Lara was also heading that way. They both walked (not together) in an uncomfortable awkward silence to the elevator, waiting until it arrived (not together), entering it (Stan deferred to let Lara enter first) and staring at the doors while it descended (not together). At the main floor, they both made to exit at the same time, then both paused to allow the other to go first. Ultimately Stan stood back and gestured for Lara, citing "ladies first."

"Ok, thanks." Lara acknowledged.

"See ya round." Stan said by way of farewell.

* * *

On Friday, Lara arrived at Karen's office a few minutes before 4pm, and reflexively reached for the door knob while simultaneously noticing the door was slightly ajar. The unyeilding knob indicated the door was locked, but it hadn't been closed all the way apparently. "Hello, Karen?" Lara peeked her head in, before walking the rest of the way in, latching the door behind her. Lara was clearly the only person there.

Lara was perplexed. This was new territory for her. Karen had always been present to welcome her and acknowledge that Lara was doing as she was told. Granted she'd never seen Lara disrobe, but had always greeted Lara when she arrived. Not to mention the underwear on the desk and the stopwatch display, to prove she did as expected. It wasn't foolproof proof, but Lara

had

gotten naked exactly as asked. She considered herself to be a trustworthy and honorable person -- her one lone cheating incident aside.

"But this? Karen's not even here... who would know if I just left? I'll give her a few minutes."

A few minutes past four, Lara's phone buzzed, indicating a new email.

"Hello Lara. By this point you should be in my office, naked." Lara immediately felt shame at not being naked.

What, that's not right... I'm supposed to be ashamed to be naked, not to be dressed... but I

did

promise... crap.

Before reading any further, Lara peeled off her clothes, throwing them one by one into the familiar desk drawer. When she was once again bare in Karen's office, she resumed reading. "By this point you should be in my office, naked. I'm sorry I couldn't be there when you arrived, but today leading into the weekend we'll do things slightly differently. I will be returning to my office at 6pm, and we can discuss where things go from here. If you are naked-as is expected of you-while reading this you may redress in 90 minutes. If you are not, then you will undress now and you may redress in 2 hours. Yes, that's right,

after

my return."

Lara inhaled sharply. And realizing she forgot to start the timer once naked immediately did so now. Knowing Karen would be back changed everything for Lara. No matter what she tried, she couldn't focus on her school work, for fear that she would lose track of time and still be naked when Karen came back.

She even looked up expectantly at the wall tv, only to be disappointed when it was displaying boring news and weather. All she could do was pace the room contemplating whether she should get dressed at 1:30:00 or 2:00:00. On the one hand, she wasn't naked when she started reading the email, despite genuinely knowing she was supposed to be... on the other hand, she

was

technically naked when she read the "...if you're naked..." part.

In the end, nerves won out, and as soon as the stopwatch read 1:30:00, she got dressed. All except her panties, which she flattened out and left on top of Karen's desk.

For the next 20 minutes she debated whether she made the right decision or not, until she heard the door lock release, and Karen enter with Stan behind her.

Karen looked at Lara with mild disappointment. "Ah well, all things in time." She said to herself. "So, Lara how have you found the week?"

Lara wasn't sure at first how to respond at first, but glanced between Karen and Stan with eyes wide. If I hadn't gotten dressed, it wasn't just Karen that would have seen me naked!

Karen sensed Lara's hesitation to answer, and addressed the young man beside her. "Stan, would you please wait outside until Lara and I conclude our business? Thank you."

Stan seemingly unsure what to make of the situation, acquiesced and left Karen and Lara to discuss the week in private.

Lara was still hesitant to respond but in short order did so, honestly. She explained how the first day was very nerve wracking, but it got easier as she did it more often.

"Good! That's exactly how conditioning is supposed to work! You'll be amazed at what you've accomplished before you know it."

Lara went on to describe how nervous she was today, with the thought that Karen would catch her naked.

"Interesting. Okay, let's build on that next week... how long would you say you spent naked this week? Did you just do the minimum, or did you go beyond an hour?"

"Over an hour each day... maybe one and a half on average?"

"That's a good start. But I think we can build on that. This phase of your conditioning is all about making you comfortable being naked. Let's say same time next week, starting Monday, 4pm. But you'll have to stay naked for two hours minimum. I'll let you undress in private still, but I

may

return before your two hours are up. Let's practice on your concentration, so you can still do your studying even knowing you might be interrupted. Now, how about your sleeping habits? How much sleep do you get; when do you normally go to bed?"