I Am Curious (Naked) - Confessions of an Exhibitionist Wife Page 2

  I turned around and noticed the bulges in the boys’ pants actually looked like they were throbbing. I opened the cartoon of eggs again for one last inspection. The bottom of my dress was open enough to give the boys a good look at my pussy hair. I gave the boys another treat and leaned way over to put the eggs in the cart. They had an unobstructed view of my bare breasts, as my dress was wide open on top. Unfortunately for me, the boys were soon treated to an even better view of my naked breasts and puffy pink nipples. As I stood up, my dress got caught on the cart and another button popped off. The guys let out a gasp. I was one button away from total public nudity!

  I put my hands on the sides of my face and said, “Oh no. I’ve lost another button. I only have one left. What am I going to do?”

  The boys were speechless. My nice pink nipples were covered, barely, but my neatly trimmed brunette bush was almost completely exposed for the boys to see. I turned and strolled away, but the boys wouldn’t let me out of their sight. As I picked up the rest of my items, the boys always seemed to be near by, hoping for a peek at my breasts, butt or beaver. It was difficult to shop for groceries and hold my dress together.

  Remembering that I was going to have to get back on the bus, I decided to buy a box of safety pins. It was fun teasing the boys in the store, but I was going to need a little more protection on the way home. I grabbed a box of the pins and headed for the checkout counter. There were stock boys, customers and even a butcher watching me as I paid for my groceries. There was an old lady running the cash register and she seemed jealous of the attention I was receiving.

  The old lady said, “Do you always dress like a slut when you go out in public?”

  I said, “For your information, my buttons popped off accidentally. I also lost my underwear accidentally. Thank goodness I’m buying safety pins, otherwise I don’t know how I’d get home.”

  The old lady said sarcastically: “Yes, it would be a shame for you to be humiliated in public like that.”

  I just ignored the old lady as I took my two bags of groceries and left the store. The bus was waiting at the stop outside the store, so I hurried and got on. I tried to hold the groceries in front of me as I made my way to my seat. As an old man moved in the opposite direction to get off of the bus, he reached out and tugged on my dress as I walked by.

  He said, “Hey girlie, you’re missing some buttons.”

  When the old man tugged on my dress, the last button broke off. Now there was nothing left to hold my dress together. I hurried to the last seat and began searching through the grocery bags for the safety pins. Damn, the safety pins weren’t there! The old witch at the grocery store must have purposely forgot to put them in my bag. She was probably laughing, thinking about the precarious situation I was in.

  Thankfully, the bus was nearly empty. That is until the next stop. The local high school was letting out and a group of eighteen-year-old seniors got on the bus. There were five boys and two girls. They all decided to sit around me. The group was looking at me and laughing as I desperately tried to hold my dress together. One of the girls was a little blonde in a blue and yellow cheerleader’s outfit.

  She leaned over, held out her hand and said, “Hi. My name is Monique.”

  I nodded hello, held my position.

  The little brat continued in a sassy voice, “Where I come from, it’s customary to shake hands when you meet someone.”

  The boys snickered and I said, “I’d rather not.”

  She said, “Oh come on,” and grabbed the hand that was holding my top together.

  She firmly gripped my hand and continued to shake hard, causing my breasts to bounce and freeing them from the cover that my dress provided. My tits were out in the open and the boys loved it.

  She said sarcastically without letting go of my hand, “Wow, your buttons are missing and your knockers are showing!”

  One of the boys turned to the other girl, a redhead in denim shorts and a T-shirt and said, “Hey, wouldn’t you like to meet this girl, too?”

  The girl paused for a second, then looked over at the boys with a devilish grin. I thought to myself, “Oh no, don’t grab my other hand,” but that’s exactly what she did.

  She leaned over and said, “Hi, my name is Lily,” then reached out and took the hand holding the bottom of my dress together.

  The dress fell wide open. My breasts and pussy were completely exposed for the boys to see. Between the girls shaking my hands and the motion of the bus, my boobs bounced around like crazy. I never felt so embarrassed in my life.

  The blonde cheerleader reached over with her other hand and began massaging one of my naked breasts.

  She said, “Hey guys, you have to feel these. They’re nice and firm. Her nipples are real hard, too.

  A couple of the guys started to touch my tits and caress my nipples, then the redhead actually reached down between my legs! She started running her long, red fingernails through my dark pubic hair.

  I tried to hold my legs together, but the boys forced them apart.

  The redhead said, “Don’t be shy. The boys just want to know if you have a moist pussy.”

  She dipped her fingers between my legs and I must admit, it felt good. My breasts were being massaged and my pussy was being stroked while a small audience watched. This went on for a while and the feeling was really beginning to build up inside of me. I was about to reach an orgasm and this caused me to let my guard down.

  The redhead said in a soft voice, “Does that feel good?”

  I went: “Yes. Please don’t stop!”

  The little blonde sensed that I was about to reach fulfillment and decided to torment me.

  She said: “Everyone stop for a second. I have an idea of how to help this poor girl.”

  “Please don’t stop. I’m almost finished.”

  It didn’t matter. Everyone followed the cheerleader’s orders and moved back to their seats. I sat there feeling very frustrated. Then the cheerleader took a T-shirt out of her backpack.

  She asked, “Why don’t you take your dress off and put this on?’

  I was a little apprehensive about taking my dress off completely in front of all those boys. Then I decided they’d seen everything already, so I stood up and slipped my dress off. I draped it over the back of the cheerleader’s seat. I was now standing on a public bus in front of a group of boys that I didn’t know and I didn’t have a stitch of clothing on.

  The little blonde said, “Turn around. Let me see if this T-shirt will fit you.”

  The boys were now admiring my firm, tan butt while the girl held the T-shirt up to my shoulders.

  The bratty cheerleader said, “Oh what a shame, this shirt will never fit,” as the bus came to a halt.

  The doors opened and the cheerleader quickly stood up and said, “This is our stop. Good luck little naked girl!”

  In the confusion, they got off the bus taking the T-shirt and my dress with them. Before I realized what had happened, the doors on the bus were closed. I could see the group waving my dress in the air and laughing as the bus pulled away. That little brat took my only clothing. I shrieked in horror as I came to the realization that I would have to make it the rest of the way home totally nude!

  There were a few older men and women left on the bus. They refused to acknowledge me, but the men weren’t afraid to stare at me. I just sat back in my seat with my arms at my sides. I even spread my legs a little letting them gaze at my bouncing breasts and brunette bush. I was too tired to fight it anymore.

  When the bus came to my stop, I just picked up my grocery bags and walked towards the door. The old men had an unobstructed view of my beautiful bare buns as I left the bus. Luckily, it was a short walk to my condo. I held my head high, and proudly displayed my bouncing boobs, firm little butt and neatly trimmed brunette bush to anyone that wanted to look.

  I passed a man walking his dog and I heard a few horns honk. Other than that, I made it back to my home without further incident.

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bsp; Chapter Three

  And I keep finding myself faced with the humiliating predicament of being exposed in public. Yesterday was no exception. Before my husband left on his latest business trip, he mentioned that a couple of men were going to install a ceiling fan in our bedroom. What he failed to mention was that he told our condo manager to let the men in if no one was home.

  The day started out as usual with my morning shower. Since I was in the shower, I couldn’t hear the doorbell ring. The workmen thought I wasn’t home and summoned the condo manager to unlock our door. After the men entered the condo, they walked into the bedroom to begin installing the ceiling fan. Our bedroom is adjacent to the bathroom and there isn’t a door separating the two rooms. The men quickly realized that they were not alone. There I was in front of them, a naked young girl completely oblivious to their existence. It was an honest mistake, but it soon became a voyeur’s dream. Instead of doing the decent thing and leaving, the men hid behind the doorway and watched through the glass shower door as I continued taking my shower.

  There I was, totally naked and vulnerable, while completely unaware of the strange men’s presence as the water sprayed onto my petite frame. My arms were raised high above my head as I washed my brunette hair, leaving my medium sized, perky breasts and neatly trimmed bush completely exposed for the men to observe. When I rinsed the shampoo from my hair, the suds cascaded down my slender body and paused briefly over my pink painted toenails before disappearing down the drain.

  I’m sure the men enjoyed watching me lather up as I rubbed the soap against my bare boobies and then paused to caress my puffy pink nipples. Next I slid my soapy hands over my flat tummy and down to the little patch of fur between my legs. After thoroughly washing my neatly trimmed brunette bush, I unconsciously turned around and gave the men a nice view of my smooth firm ass. They watched intensely as I kneaded the soap over my tan globes of flesh before gently running my fingers up and down my butt crack.

  After rinsing the soap off and opening the shower door, I found that there were no bath towels in the bathroom. Only one small hand towel was available for me to use. I did my best to dry off, but the towel was too small to wrap around me, so I just dropped it on the floor of the shower stall. The men ducked out of sight as I stepped out of the shower with nothing protecting my naked hard body from the guys’ prying eyes.

  The men still did not make their presence known as I stood there in the buff with my back to them and started drying my hair. They had an unobstructed view of my tan buns as I dried my long brunette hair. The men may have even been able to see my breasts in the mirror. When I finished drying my hair, the workmen were treated to an even better view of my bare butt as I bent over to put the dryer away and get out my makeup bag.

  After applying a small amount of makeup, I was finally ready to face the world. I turned around and strolled out of the bathroom without a stitch of clothing on only to be confronted by two strange men. I let out a shriek and did the best I could to cover my breasts and pussy with my hands as the men quickly tried to explain the situation. I began to panic when I saw the look of pure joy on their faces as they gazed at my overexposed body. The men made it sound like an accident the way they watched me take a shower. They said that they didn’t want to embarrass me by alerting me that they were in the room, yet they refused to look away as I stood there stark naked.

  Finally I was convinced that the men didn’t break into my condo to attack me and it was really the fault of my husband. However, it didn’t erase the fact that I was still standing in front of two men with nothing on and they were taking the opportunity to feast their eyes on my exposed flesh. The men were really enjoying my predicament. They made no attempt to leave nor did they give me any privacy. One of them even had the audacity to move into a position where he could get a closer look at my bare ass.

  You could just imagine the horror and humiliation I was feeling because I was completely naked in front of two total strangers, and they were standing between my clothes and me. There was no way for me to cover everything with just my hands, so I was really putting on a show for the men. Every time I moved a hand to cover one part of my body, it left another part of my body exposed.

  I’m twenty-three years old and the two men had to be at least twice my age. My face was red with embarrassment as I stood there in all my glory. I quickly accused the men of taking advantage of a young, innocent girl, but the men replied that they were only doing their job. Their instructions were to seek assistance to enter the condo if no one answered the door, and that’s exactly what they did. The men gave me some lame excuse that they were on a tight schedule and when they entered the room, they had to begin working right away even though I was bare assed naked and showering right in front of them. They claimed that they didn’t have any time to spare. I asked them if they would mind leaving the room while I got dressed, but they reiterated that they were on a tight schedule.

  I guess I was too young and naïve to realize that the men were just exploiting the situation because I bought into their story and began getting dressed right in front of them. I reluctantly dropped the protection of my hands and proceeded to walk over to the dresser. It was so degrading to walk across the room in front of the men with my whole body showing. My breasts, my pussy, my butt; they were all paraded right in front of the workmen and the men made it obvious that they were going to watch every move I made. Their eyes were like saucers as they took a good look at my young, naked body.

  The men pretended to work as I bent over and opened the dresser drawer to begin looking for a pair of panties. I keep my underwear and swimming suits in the bottom drawer, so much to the delight of the men, I had to bend way over to search for my panties. I was getting nervous because the only underpants I could find were tiny thongs. As I continued to search for a more conservative pair of panties, I was bent over for what seemed like an eternity in front of the two strange men. My naked ass was pointed right at them. I could feel their hungry eyes inspecting every inch of my tight little butt, so I finally gave in and settled for a skimpy white thong.

  Before I put the panties on, I turned around so that I wasn’t bent over in front of the men any longer. I figured they’d spent enough time gazing at my bare butt. However, turning around was a mistake because it only provided them with a full frontal view of my naked body. They could see my pretty pink nipples and dark hairy triangle without anything to block their view. I became extremely embarrassed because my breasts were hanging right out in front of the guys as I leaned forward to step into the tiny garment. The men watched intensely as I slid the thong up my legs and positioned the little piece of see-through white fabric over my dark pussy hair. The material was so transparent that the guys could still see just about everything I had to offer. I think it even enticed them more.

  Next I turned around and looked for a shirt to wear. My ass still looked naked to the men because the little string on the back of the thong became wedged inside of my butt crack. I was very self-conscious that my nearly naked butt was still on display for the men, so I hurried to select a shirt.

  It was a warm day, so I chose a half T-shirt to wear. Without thinking, I turned around to face the men as I reached up high with my arms to pull the little shirt over my head. My bare breasts were now semi-covered by the pale pink material, but my nipples poked out proudly against the thin fabric. I guess I never realized how short the T-shirt really was. It barely covered my titties, as the lower portions of my breasts were visible under the bottom of the tiny shirt. If I raised my arms at all, the shirt would rise up and expose my nipples. The excitement of the circumstances made my nipples become erect and thrust out against the thin material. This only added to my embarrassment as their eyes zeroed in on my barely covered breasts, but I wasn’t about to remove the T-shirt and change into another one.

  The last article of clothing I slipped into were a pair of tight denim shorts. The shorts were another bad selection because they were so small that the bottom of
my butt cheeks hung out in back. They were also cut so low that the waistband of my thong was hanging out. When I moved around, the shorts would work their way down my hips and the top of my ass crack would show. It was a very revealing outfit, but I felt somewhat protected after standing there stark naked in front of two men that I’d never met before in my life.

  The men seemed to take their time finishing up the project. Either they found me appealing in my skimpy little outfit or they thought I’d get naked again. For whatever reason, they sure didn’t seem very concerned about their tight schedule anymore. We joked around a bit and I began to feel relaxed, but I made it clear that I was married and nothing was going to happen.

  The phone rang and I leaned over to answer it. I was bent over with my elbows on the dresser as I talked on the phone. I wasn’t aware that the position I was in caused my shirt to droop low, away from my breasts and also caused my butt cheeks to hang out of my shorts. As I talked on the phone, my titties were again uncovered and the men wasted no time getting into a position to look up my shirt. When I noticed the men staring at me, I playfully stood up and covered my breasts, then resumed talking on the phone.

  It was my neighbor on the phone and she asked me to meet her at the pool. I explained what had happened with the workmen and told her that I had to wait until they left so that I could have some privacy to put on my swimming suit. When the men overheard my conversation, they made it clear that they weren’t going to leave until I put my swimming suit on in front of them. I thought they were kidding and I refused their advances for a while, but I soon came to the realization that they were serious. I begged them to leave and told them that I couldn’t go through the embarrassment of being naked in front of them again. Eventually, they wore me down and finally convinced me that they’d already seen me without my clothes on, so I may as well just do it and that way they’d leave.