That first year following our exposure of Katie after dinner at the restaurant had its share of ups and downs. In actuality, during that time it was few and far between that we actually exposed Katie to any other people. The times that it did happen were as much a surprise to me as to anyone. Most of the time was spent building confidence, mainly for Katie to trust in me but also for her to trust in herself. And we certainly had our share of arguments. In some ways, it got worse after that first exposure than it had been in the last couple of years before the incident. The year before we had almost resigned ourselves to just being roommates. The fights were not as intense because we had reached the point where we almost did not care. There was no passion in our lives, either in our loving or our fighting. Ironically, as we began to work at our relationship again, the fighting seemed to get worse -- almost because of our renewed passion. We would be doing pretty well for awhile and then something would happen that would give Katie doubts again. When the doubts started, it all fell apart and there were accusations that I was using her just as everyone had used her before.
Looking back on it, Katie gives me credit for my patience. Really, though, I think that we had both learned a valuable lesson in that first time of exposing her. We learned the extents that both of us would go to in order to make the relationship work. At various times we would come back to that moment and realize that deep down we both very much wanted to make things work.
So it took time and patience and our “playing” was more confidence building exercises than anything else a lot of the time. I encouraged her to spend more time naked or barely dressed, just to learn to be comfortable in her skin. Katie really is a fantastic creature. Being roughly 6’-2” and about 180 lbs., I can be large and imposing if I choose to be. Katie is petite and gentle and I think that has always brought out my protective qualities. Not that I find myself thinking of her as a little girl, mind you. I find her to be incredibly sexy and all woman. In the past, she always worried that her smaller stature and smaller breasts did not have the sex appeal of those more amply endowed. I, personally, have always preferred a less endowed women. A woman with larger breasts can dress sexily, spilling cleavage and all of that. But when she is naked, she often ends up looking out of place. My greatest pleasure is in how natural Katie can be with her nudity. I had seen it before at times when she was not thinking about it, but as our experiences with exposing her have increased her self confidence, I have the pleasure of seeing it a lot more often.
I tell you these things because not all of the stories presented here will have the “in your face” sexuality that some people may be looking for. These stories are a series based on one woman’s awakening to parts of her psyche that she had not previously realized existed. Likewise, I do not seek to write a dissertation on how to “awaken” the woman in your own life. Each case is different. I doubt that there is one formula and I am sure that our solution will not work for everyone. All that I can offer is to be honest and true to both her and yourself. Trust goes a long way.
As I had said in a previous story, our early confidence building episodes were mostly in private or in circumstances that might have well been private for the odds of someone actually seeing us. Much of our episodes were limited to being naked in our home or driving late at night. Occasionally we would fool around out in the woods if it was remote enough that the chances were slim that somebody would see us.
There were those occasions that we went for something a little more public such as our incident with the runner our at the local park or when Katie went shopping for her Jeep. Initially these were very rare. Still, even without actually exposing Katie, we had some other “public” games as well. One of such game was to go out in public with Katie only wearing a long coat. Only we knew that she had nothing on underneath. Hardly anybody even gave her a second glance and of those few that took a second look, nobody ever really knew for sure. It was funny, but that actually ended up being far more erotic than we even expected when we first tried it. It came to be our little secret, just something shared between the two of us, and it helped to foster the camaraderie between us and helped to strengthen our relationship.
At the time, I was working for a small office. Among my other duties, I also took care of the office computer system. I have been into computers since the personal computers first started coming out (back in the days of the Apple II, Commodore PET, and TRS-80), so I ended up with the computer responsibilities somewhat by default. Aside from the duties that I could take care of during the day, I had to go in once a month after hours to do a monthly backup. This was before things were as easily automated as they are today. Usually I would go back in later in the evening or go in over a weekend for a couple hours and take a book to read while the server was backed up, changing the tapes when necessary. It was easier for me if nobody else was in the office while I did the backup. Otherwise, I would have to save their files off to their local computer while I did the backup so that they could continue working.
One cold, rainy evening I decided to get my backup chores out of the way. I had not planned on going in that evening, but there did not seem like there was much of anything else to do. So I figured that I might as well get that done so that I would not have to lose time over the weekend. When I told Katie that I was planning to go in to the office, she asked if she could go along. I guess that I was not the only one that could not come up with anything to do.
Katie was familiar with my office. She stopped in every now and then during business hours, so she knew the people that I worked with. There would also be times that we were out and I would have to swing past the office to pick something up or drop something off and she would go in with me. So it was not particularly unusual for her to go along.
I don’t think that either one of us had any thoughts about doing anything out of the ordinary in the office that evening. We were both just wearing jeans. I had on a flannel shirt and T-shirt while Katie was wearing a sweatshirt. Not exactly the most sexy clothing for either one of us. The office was only about fifteen minutes away from our house, so we really did not have a chance to get into talking in the car. I let us in, turned off the alarm, locked the door behind us, and we headed upstairs to my office.
