Like, leaving the door open when she knows you’re home when she’s changing, masturbating etc. Or maybe dressing a certain way that could still be perceived as innocent when her SO isn’t around, like not wearing a bra or something, bending over, etc. Or just any number of things.
Or ladies, have you ever intentionally done this?
I don’t condone cheating, but this is still pretty fucking hot to me.
Stories?
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/5hse04/exhibition_guys_m_ever_had_a_friend_or_roommates
We do this. F has been caught swimming naked in the pool by the landlord. She’s also been known to wander around without underwear. Check our tumblr account – same username as here.
Yes M is aware, and he loves it.
I probably wouldn’t do this if I was in a relationship, but if I happened to find a male roommate I found attractive, I would totally do this. Start slow, just hanging out bra-less, escalate to walking around naked, masturbating loudly… This is a big fantasy of mine.
I think r/sex is the subreddit you were looking for.
I’d take this to /r/AskRedditAfterDark/
I’m in college, and I tend to wear tiny shorts/underwear/sports bras or just a long tshirt when at my apartment or boyfriends apartment. I definitely interact with his roommates like that, and its usually just hitting the line of whats allowed. Sometimes I’ll pull things down a little too much to let my nipples peak out, or hug the boys a little too tight. It’s fairly harmless fun, and the bf doesn’t mind :)
In high school and college I worked at a family business, and the boss’s wife was pretty much a waste of space but needed something to do. I avoided her because she would give me make-work, but for a few weeks she would seek me out alone and get slightly teasy-flirty. My boss was a mensch and I was very sexually naive, so of course I responded professionally and pushed any hotmilf fantasies to the back of my mind.
On my last day of work one summer before I had to go back to university, she flopped herself down on a chair in my office so forcefully that the air resistance puffed her loose sundress up, giving me a view of everything. Think the Marilyn Monroe air grate scene in *The Seven Year Itch,* but with zero modesty. I blushed, she smiled at me, and stood up and left the room, saying “have a nice sophomore year.”
When I returned next summer, she had joined La Leche League, a group promoting natural breast-feeding, for the sake of her newborn daughter. But no matter how many times she required room to nurse, I never stuck around.