Please note:
This is (obviously) Part Two and is best read after Part One! There will hopefully be other parts to come. There was a comment that Part One was too slow to get going but that was deliberate. If you like it quick and dirty don't bother reading on. But I think that part of the fun of this category - exhibitionism - is often found in the build up to the revelation. If you agree, then read on and tell me your thoughts in a comment. Thanks!
It was the morning after Kate's accidental full-frontal incident when she had been exposed to a cheering audience at a magic show on a cruise ship, and as she stirred from sleep it seemed like her whole body tingled, especially her pussy.
"Pussy?". Now there was a word she didn't usually use. On those rare occasions when she and husband Ed managed to talk about sex, the strongest words they ever used were "vagina" and "penis". But last night they had been so turned on and during lovemaking they had both breathed the words "cock" and "pussy" at times. She had even cried out "fuck me" as her entered her. Now that was certainly a phrase she had never used before.
She heard Ed flush the toilet in their cabin and, expecting him to be in there a bit longer she tried out the phrase. "Fuck me." She said it again, louder. "Fuck me!"
"I'd love to!" Ed was back quicker than she had anticipated. He leapt, still naked, onto the bed and she giggled. There seemed to be a new freedom between them.
She grabbed his semi-hard penis. "Cock", that is.
"Is this still working after all I did with it last night?"
"You bet!" Ed was a man of few words, most of them short.
"Then get it in my pussy now, you animal." Kate laughed. "Is this the dialogue of a porno movie or something?" she wondered, having never seen one. But she felt liberated.
Sex was quick and satisfying, although Kate had to manage without an orgasm. That was not unusual but she enjoyed the thought of what Ed did to her, even is there was little sensation. "I've just been fucked.." she thought to herself. "Screwed and Nailed.". She couldn't think of any more phrases. Boy, hav I been so naive, she thought.
"Looks like a very hot day out there." said Ed as he dressed.
Kate lounged in the bed. "What shall I wear then?"
"More than last night." he laughed.
Kate settled on a wraparound skirt and a t-shirt. "We bought those books to read yesterday. Instead of sitting in here reading, maybe we could go sit on one of those sun-loungers...?"
"...and read?" mused Ed. " There's not much else to do unless you want to do one of those self-improvement classes or play deck-bowls or something."
"Play with your balls?" Kate pretended not to have heard correctly.
Ed reached out and playfully squeezed her bare breasts. Tits? Melons?
"Who are you and what have you done with my wife?" he joked. "You have become a different person and I like it."
When Kate was dressed, they breakfasted and then made their way to the sun deck. Ed found them a quieter corner and they settled down to read their books.
Time passed slowly and Kate's mind kept returning to the previous night when during the magician's act she had emerged from the "magic" wardrobe totally naked and paraded confidently before the audience. She remembered the wild applause and cheers. She remembered the overwhelming sense of empowerment and excitement she had felt. It had been intoxicating and she felt she wanted more but knew that was impossible. She would have to live off the memory and even as she went over it in her mind she felt a growing moistness in her vagina. Pussy? Cunt?
"Drink sir? Madam?"
Kate was woken from her daydream by a waiter. "Oh, yes please. Coke."
She looked up to see the waiter staring at her in a knowing sort of way. Had he been at the show? She suddenly felt naked and embarrassed. She also glanced down and realised that her wraparound skirt had come open and most of one leg was showing. Reddening, she hastily pulled the skirt back into place.
As the waiter went off to get the order, Kate considered what had just happened and smiled to herself. If the waiter had seen the show, then a flash of leg was hardly anything to worry about. The old Kate would have worn skirts down to her ankles. But hundreds of people saw her naked last night. Why should she worry? She was a powerful woman now and she could do what she pleased.
As the waiter returned with their drinks, Kate "accidentally" let the skirt fall open again, but even further so it nearly exposed her panties. She saw him glance at her leg, just for a moment, and then he handed over her drink before nodding formally and walking away. She felt a buzz of excitement. It was hardly anything compared to last night but she felt that sense of power and eroticism again.
She looked at Ed who seemed not to have noticed and was back engrossed in his book. She rearranged the skirt so one leg was completely in view almost to her waist and the other was visible to just above her knee. Then she settled to watch out for passing men giving her a look.
She was disappointed. Either they were not noticing her or being very discrete in their glances.
Looking around, Kate noted that many women were in bikinis. It was a hot day and the sundeck was filling up. There was a lot more flesh for males to enjoy than one bare leg on an average woman. She had a sense of anticlimax after the previous night's experience. Then she had an idea.
"I think I'll just have a little walk and stretch my legs. My book's a bit boring."
Ed barely responded. "Ok, love." he said without looking up. Obviously his book was more interesting.
Kate slipped on her sandals and walked along the deck. She was looking for one of the small shops that sold various gifts and items that the passengers had forgotten to pack. Soon she found what she was looking for: a place that sold bikinis and swimsuits.
She browsed the various racks, looking for something she thought she might look good in. Something the new Kate would look good in - that she would dare to wear, although she didn't want Ed to think she had become an exhibitionist overnight; after all, surely no husband wants his wife to be lusted after by other men, does he?
So Kate ruled out some of the thong bikinis and some of the tops that looked like they barely covered the nipple. Instead she chose a bright yellow set that were still quite small but not quite so daring.
"Would you like to try on?" asked an assistant.
"Er, no. I think these will be fine."
"I might lose a sale here but I think I should point out that bikini is suitable only for sunbathing. If you go for a swim, it will become see-though."
"Oh, that's okay." said Kate. Then she felt she should add: "I don't expect I will be swimming in it."
She paid for the costume and then went back to her cabin where she tried it on for the first time. In the mirror she was surprised to see how revealing it looked, and how sexy she felt wearing it. She slipped her t-shirt and skirt back on and returned to her sun-lounger. Again Ed was engrossed in his novel and gave a brief wave of acknowledgement. Kate wondered what he would think of the outfit.
It was time to find out. She slipped off her t-shirt and laid back. After a few moments she heard a low whistle.
"Hey, where did you get that? You look great." Ed said with a strong sense of approval that delighted his wife. He tossed his book aside. Clearly it wasn't as interesting as Kate's new outfit...
"Oh I was so hot I just thought I needed to relax a little and not worry about being covered up all the time. Everyone else here is in bikinis."
"Well, the women are." He laughed.
"Wanna see the bottoms?"
"Let me think about that." Without hesitation he added: "Yeah, okay."
Kate slipped off her skirt and stretched out on her stomach. "I didn't risk buying a thong."
"I wouldn't have minded. But you're gonna need some cream or you'll burn the exposed parts of that pearly white butt of yours."
"So rub it in, sweetheart."
Ed didn't need asking twice. Starting with her feet, he massaged the suncream up her legs and around the edge of her bikini bottom.
"Make sure you don't miss anywhere." she insisted.
Ed slipped his hand under the material and rubbed in the cream carefully. He lingered under the bikini bottom and as he massaged her inner thighs she felt his fingers brush her pussy and she knew it was deliberate. "Later, honey."
"But you look sensational."
"I know." That erotic feeling of power again. "Do my back."
Ed's hand worked the lotion up Kate's back.
"Untie my top if it helps."
Again he didn't need to be told more than once. He undid the top and smoothed the cream all over her white flesh. He pulled the straps off completely to do her arms and then she felt him gently explore the sides of her boobs as he completed his task. She heard him put the bottle down and through her half-closed eyes saw him sit down with his book again. She had hoped he would have some more compliments to offer but she was also aware that he hadn't re-fastened her top. Maybe he was hoping for a flash? Silly really, as he had been playing with her tits a couple of hours earlier. Did he want her to flash other men? Perhaps he did? He had certainly been turned on by her naked show the night before.
Kate felt relaxed and found herself drifting onto a half-sleep as the motion of the ship and the warmth of the sun on her mostly bare skin seemed to lull her busy brain.
"Another drink, madam?"
Kate was suddenly stirred by the waiter's voice and momentarily disorientated. She sat up quickly, half-turning, and suddenly realised her bikini was still on the sun-lounger and her tits were exposed. The waiter smiled and did not look away.
Resting on one arm, Kate hastily put the other one across her chest. She felt a strange confusion of embarrassment and excitement. She looked for Ed but he seemed to have gone for a walk. His book was abandoned on his lounger.
"Er, yes another drink would be great, thanks. Just an orange juice."
"I'll take your empty glass." he offered.
And reached out a hand.
Kate looked at the glass - on the floor by her side but inaccessible to the waiter. One arm was propping her up. She could only pick it up with the hand that was covering her boobs. Suddenly enjoying the excuse to flash her naked breasts, she reached down and handed over the glass. Even though the action was over in a moment, she felt her nipples swell.
Emboldened by her excitement Kate decided not to cover herself again and confidently sat bare-breasted before the waiter, who didn't seem in a hurry to go. He seemed to be openly staring at her exposed chest. She smiled at him.
"What is your cabin number?"
The question caught her off guard. Was he chatting her up?
"My cabin number?"
"So I can charge you for your drinks." He smiled.
