My girlfriends and I get together every few weeks just to kick back, sip some wine, and gripe about whatever's bugging us.
We were all sitting around Jill's pool awhile back, having consumed a little more wine than was good for us, when Ali posed an interesting question to the group.
"I saw a post on Quora recently, it was 'what's the naughtiest thing you've ever done in a mini skirt?', so girls... let's hear it," she challenged.
"I've gone shoe shopping wearing a mini skirt and I'm sure the young man helping me try on shoes saw my panties," Vanessa said, with a giggle.
"I sat on a park bench and put my hand under my skirt and got myself off," Maggie said.
"Anyone see you?" Jill asked.
"No, I don't think so, there wasn't anyone else around, but I felt so naughty," Maggie told us.
I didn't think that either of them sounded particularly naughty, so I spoke up.
"I enjoy wearing a miniskirt to coffee shops, and flashing my pussy, without panties," I told the girls.
"Oh my god, girl," Maggie said.
"Does that turn you on?" Vanessa asked.
"Immensely," I said. "I often leave a wet spot on my seat when I leave the shop."
"Oh my," Ali said.
"Well, I think you're just toying with us, Joan, it's kind of hard to believe that you'd go out and display your... ahh... privates in public," Jill said.
"You don't believe me, Jill?" I said..
"Not really," she said. "In fact, I dare you to do it with us watching."
"Ouuu, sounds like fun," Maggie said.
"Alright, it does sound like fun, Maggie, I'll do it," I said, accepting the challenge.
"Next week, we'll meet for lunch. Except, I'll sit by myself at my own table, and you girls can watch me in action," I offered.
The girls all agreed. We picked Wednesday at noon.
By five after twelve on the following Wednesday, we were all there, except Ali, who bailed at the last minute.
"My god, Joan, that skirt is so short," Maggie said as we stood in line waiting to order lunch.
"Got it at Old Navy," I said.
We all ordered. I got my lattè and a sandwich and I found a table in the corner. It was sort of a booth, a semicircular bench on one side of a round table and chairs on the other. I sat and slid around to the middle of the bench so my pussy would be facing outward toward the dining room where everyone could see.
I started my sandwich while I waited for the girls to get their orders and find a table that would make a good observation point. By the time they got settled at a table about half way across the room, I had finished my sandwich and was sipping my lattè. I've always been a fast eater.
Since it was lunchtime, the place was pretty busy. I gave a little wave to my girlfriends to make sure they were paying attention. Then I relaxed my legs which I'd been squeezing together. They separated quite a bit, and I knew my shaved pussy was on display. One, because of the extreme shortness of my skirt, and two, because of the instant reaction from my girlfriends across the room. I saw their raised eyebrows, and their mouths in an 'O' shape as they gasped.
I also noticed a few other faces around the room with similar reactions. Most were guys, but with an added expression on their faces... lust. And, a couple were women who seemed to have noticed, though their expressions were more ones of shock. However, I noted that the look on one girl's face also seemed to be a bit lustful.
As I watched her, I caught her eye and gave her a little smile. Her reaction was completely unexpected. She got up, grabbed her drink and walked over to my table, sat down, and scooted around close to me, our legs touching.
