The following story takes place in the 1980's. Before all public spaces had cctv cameras and everyone had a cell phone with a camera. A time when people could explore their exhibitionist side without worrying about leaving a legacy of pictures on the internet. All persons exhibiting and viewing nudity are 18+
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"Stop fidgeting," Mark said "you have to look natural!"
"Sorry..." was the only thing Kathy could think to say. Her heart was beating a mile a minute and the palms of her hands were starting to sweat. She kept rubbing them on her jean shorts then rubbing them together... causing them to sweat even more.
"Tonight... don't go too far OK? I'm really nervous and if you push too far I might not be able to keep composed alright?" she said, her voice wavering slightly and her mouth too dry for comfort.
"OK, don't worry - we'll play it by ear and see if you're having fun but remember to keep playing along no matter what I..." and mark was interrupted by the doorbell.
For a second, neither one of them moved or said a word, they just stared at the front door.
"Go answer it!" Kathy finally blurted out. The suspense was killing her. She didn't know who her boyfriend had invited over tonight and it took everything she had to stay seated on the couch and not run back upstairs.
When Mark opened the door and let two guys and a girl in, she breathed a small sigh of relief to herself because she didn't know any of them.
"Hey Kathy, here are the friends I told you about earlier" Mark lied as he led the strangers into her house. "This is John, Kenny and Mary. They all work with me down at the bar on weekends. John's a bouncer and Kenny and Mary tend bar. Thanks for letting us all come over to watch the game."
"Hi, nice to meet you all" Kathy said. Simultaneously wondering what game he was talking about and wanting to scream out loud and run out of the room. Somehow she kept her composure and acted normal. "Can I get everyone a beer?"
"Sure" was the unanimous response so Kathy stood up and headed off to the kitchen, leaving Mark alone with the guests as planned.
From the kitchen, she carefully listened as she got the beers and opened them.
"Dude, I thought she was gonna be naked?"
"Hold your horses... it's more fun this way! Just remember, no touching, no pictures and you CAN'T let on that anything is going on or she might realize what's happening and that'll break the spell. That means no commenting on her body, no weird suggestions etc. Anything I say to her she will do and she will believe anything I say. It will seem completely normal to her... but if you say stuff to her she might react like she normally would and probably freak out OK?"
"Got it..." they all chimed in unison.
Having heard enough, Kathy walked back into the room with an armful of open beer bottles and passed them around. She handed Mark a glass for his, as they had prearranged and asked if anyone else wanted one. Everyone said no so she took her place back on the couch.
They turned the TV on and everyone settled in to watch the game. For almost fifteen minutes nothing happened... it was like Mark was torturing her and making her wait. She kept glancing at him and everyone else in the room. The anticipation was killing her... but she also noticed that Mary was also checking her out as much as the guys, looking her up and down... could she actually be as interested as the boys? The thought almost made Kathy moan out loud.
A quick burst of action in the game... a breakaway... and a goal! Everyone jumps up to cheer and Mark 'accidentally' spills some beer on Kathy's shirt.
"Ahhh! That's cold!" Kathy blurted as she jumped up. She was genuinely surprised and since she had no idea what he had planned she played the part perfectly.
"Oh, I'm so sorry honey! Stay here and I'll go upstairs and grab you a towel and a new shirt, just a sec"
A few seconds later Mark reappears with both hands empty, to the surprise of everyone, including Kathy.
"Here's a towel, dry yourself off a little hon. I'm so sorry I spilled that on you!" Mark said as he held out his empty hand.
It took a second for Kathy to realize what was happening... that this was actually happening... now. She reached out and took the pretend towel from him and started dabbing her neck and shirt, pretending to be drying off. Around the room their guests eyes and smiles were wide as they realized Mark wasn't lying. He really could make her think and do anything he wanted!
"Here, hand me that towel and change into this T-shirt I brought you, I'll hold up the towel for privacy... unless you want to put on a show for the guys?" Kathy made her best "as if!" face and everyone laughed a little as mark held up the pretend towel in front of her.
Kathy took a deep breath, tried to calm herself down a little and as slowly as possible she pulled her tank top up and over her head, letting it drop to the floor next to the couch. Everyone in the room had a perfect view of her perfect small breasts and nipples showing through the see through fabric of her bra. Kathy could not believe how exhilarated she felt!
Reaching out a hand to Mark, Kathy made the universal 'give it to me' motion and said "My shirt? I'm not gonna sit here in my bra all night you perv!" which brought a round of laughter from everyone in the room as they did their best to pretend not to be looking.
Mark diligently handed her the invisible shirt which she went through the motions of putting on. Once the shirt was 'on' Mark, sensing Kathy would actually go a little further, leaned forward and in a loud whisper that all could hear he said "Uh Kath, I think your bra's a little wet... so unless you wanna soak that shirt too you should ditch it."
You could've heard a pin drop on the rug for a few seconds as no one seemed to breathe or move until Kathy broke the silence. Looking just at Mark she whispered back "OK, hold the towel there a few more secs."
Kathy pretended to pull her arms inside the sleeves of her invisible shirt, reach behind and undid the clasp of her bra. Keeping her eyes locked with Marks she slowly slid her bra off and dropped it onto floor, kicking the wet shirt she dropped before on top of it.
She couldn't believe she just did that. She actually just stripped off her top and bra in front of these people and was now standing topless. Somehow this was fulfilling a need and desire she had always had, but never realized. A sense of excitement, fulfillment and power surged through her as she stood there. No one seemed to notice how hard she was breathing, they just stared at her perfect little boobs moving up and down...
"Wow." John suddenly blurted out, breaking her thoughts and bringing Kathy back to the real world.