Vicilynn in New Yor

A few weeks after I began living with my then BF, Greg, in New York, he received a call from his old grad school roommate, whom I had never met. He said a sudden trip had come up and he would be arriving in the city that night. All the decent hotels were booked and he asked if he could possibly stay with us. After checking with me, and assuring me that Ed was a nice guy, Greg told Ed that he was welcome to stay with us. The only trouble was that we didn't have a guest bedroom and he would have to sleep on the couch, which converted into a bed. Ed said that would be fine and that he would be arriving very late that night.

By the time he arrived, a little after midnight, I was already in bed asleep. Ed and Greg must have talked for a while and then both turned in.

The next morning I climbed out of bed and started to walk to the bedroom door. I always sleep in the nude, as did Greg, and I was still in that condition as I opened the door to the bedroom, wondering whether Greg would stop me. He always liked to exhibit me to other men but I didn't know if he would do so in his own apartment. By that time my heart was pounding at the thought that I would walk naked into the living room and be seen by Ed. I was surprised at how much the thought of having Greg's old roommate seeing me naked excited me, but it did, tremendously. While I was still trying to decide whether I really had the courage to walk naked into the living room, Greg said, "Are you were really going to walk out there naked?"

I said, "Well, Ed might be still asleep."

"Fat chance," Greg said.

So I walked back to the closet to put on some clothes. To Greg's surprise and, as it turned out, delight, I didn't put on jeans or even one of my all too decent nightgowns, but rather put on a translucent silk low cut one. If it hadn't had any lining, it would have been totally transparent. As it was, I knew that my pink nipples and dark pubic hair were clearly evident below the two layers of thin material. Greg didn't comment on my selection for fear, I think, that I would change my mind and put on something that would hide my figure.

I walked to the bedroom door, and this time opened it and walked on out. Greg quickly put on a robe and followed me into the kitchen. We made coffee and I checked that Ed was awake so that we could bring him a cup. He was, but was still lying under the covers. Greg and I walked in and Greg introduced the two of us. I bent over to shake hands and as I did so, I could feel my nightgown fell away from my breasts, giving Ed a view of both of my breasts and nipples. Ed's eyes became very wide as he tried to pull them away from my body and up to my face. I walked back into the kitchen to bring out milk and sugar for the coffee. It was a very bright, sunny day. As I passed the windows with the sun streaming in behind me, I knew that it was almost as if I were walking naked in front of Ed and Greg. I heard Ed's quick intake of breath and then heard Greg say to him, "Vicki's very pretty, don't you think?"

"Oh, yes," Ed replied, "and she has a great figure, too." I turned and looked at them quizzically after Ed's remark, pretending that I didn't know the effect of the sun shining through the thin material of my nightgown, but then thanked Ed for the compliment, shrugged my shoulders and walked on into the kitchen. I don't know who was more excited about seeing me come back into the living room, Ed or Greg. When I returned with the milk and sugar the view they got must have been as good as before from the looks on their faces. Actually, maybe even more so, because now my nipples had become very erect and I knew that Ed and Greg could see them very clearly. This time I bent over in front of Ed to set down the milk and sugar. As I did so, Ed got another, even better view of my hardened nipples. Instead of immediately standing back up, I looked at Ed, who quickly changed his glance from my nipples to my eyes. I asked Ed how many spoons of sugar he wanted. He asked for two spoons, which I took my time carefully measuring out. I made certain to keep my eyes on my task so that Ed could keep his eyes on me.

As I poured the second spoon of sugar into Ed's coffee, one of the straps on my nightgown slipped off my shoulder. The material slipped down and left my entire left breast exposed. I pretended not to notice. I stood up and walked over to a chair and sat down, my breast still exposed to their view. We talked for a while with Ed and Greg looking surreptitiously at my uncovered nipple before my hand accidentally brushed against my erect nipple. I feigned surprise and readjusted my nightgown, covering my breast. "You should have told me I was exposed," I said to Greg, "I might have been embarrassing poor Ed." Ed quickly said it hadn't embarrassed him and for me not to worry. Then Greg said he would go out to the bakery to get us some stuff for breakfast. But I knew it was really to give Ed and me some time alone to see what would develop.

After Greg left, I told Ed that I had to take a shower. I knew he had been excited looking at me, and I was just as excited. Especially as I knew it excited Greg to have me exposed to Ed. I bent over again in the process of standing up, and then, in case Ed had missed anything, bent back down to pick up the coffee cups and take them into the kitchen. As I walked to the kitchen, I hoped that the light was still shining through my nightgown. I think it was. When I went into the bathroom in the bedroom, I carefully took away all the towels and put them under the bed. I also left both the bathroom door and the bedroom door wide open. I stepped into the shower and took as quick a shower as I could, with my nipples staying erect the whole time. Well, I helped them a little. When I was finished, I called out, "Ed, Greg was supposed to change the towels. He took out the old ones but didn't bring any new ones. Could you please get one from the linen closet in the hallway?"

As Ed brought the towel into the bathroom, I opened the shower curtain enough to know that he could certainly see at least my right breast and my pussy while I could still pretend that I wasn't just standing completely naked in front of him. I thanked him for the towel, which I took from his hand but made no move to cover myself with. I then started talking about how awkward it must have been for Ed to have to bring the towel to me and that I hoped he wasn't too offended. He assured me he wasn't, as he stared at my body and I pretended not to notice where he was looking. Finally, I said, "I guess I'd better get dry now," and I pulled the curtain the rest of the way open and stepped out of the tub. Ed, reluctantly I hope, turned away and went back to the living room. By the time Greg came back with the pastries, I was dressed in jeans and a shirt and was sitting in the living room with Ed.

When Greg came into the living room, he could see that my face was a bit flushed and he knew I would have something interesting to tell him later. The rest of the day was uneventful and Ed had to go out with some business associates that night, so we didn't see him again until the next morning. This time, Greg got up before I did and went out to make the coffee. He was talking with Ed when I came out of the bedroom to join them. This time both Ed and Greg gasped. I was wearing the same nightgown I had worn the day before, but I had cut the lining out of it. Now it was absolutely, totally transparent, and I knew they could see every inch of my nakedness. I hoped neither Greg nor Ed would say anything to cause me to have to put a robe on over my nightgown. Neither one did. It was another sunny day, but I didn't even need the sun coming in behind me for them to be able to see all of me. My nipples were as erect as I had ever known them to be. I knew that my pussy lips were clearly evident, and clearly moist.

After a few minutes, Greg was so excited that he excused ourselves to Ed and practically dragged me into the bedroom where we immediately began making love. I'm sure Ed could hear us, especially as my orgasms were anything but silent, but neither of us cared. When we had finished, and rested a few minutes, I said to Greg, "Let me get you a cool drink." And I began to walk, completely naked, to the kitchen.

"Ed will see you," Greg said.

"You want him to, don't you?" I replied. He nodded that he did, and I went on in to the kitchen. I called over to Ed to ask him if he wanted some ice water. He said he did. I got the ice water and carried it over to Ed, who looked like he had just received an early Christmas present. I was just handing him the glass as Greg came into the living room in his robe. Ed looked at Greg who only smiled. So Ed resumed looking at my now completely naked pussy and breasts.

I took my time giving first Ed, and then Greg, their ice waters. Finally, I left them to go get dressed. I would rather have remained naked in front of them, but I knew that Ed had to leave for his plane in a few minutes anyway and there wouldn't be time for any other developments to occur. At least, not until Ed's next visit.