My first accidental exhibition [FM]

I came home late after work last night.

Late enough that my boyfriend had already been in bed for a while.
I was exhausted and could only think of one thing, a nice hot bath.

I [F25] tiptoed home, as quietly as possible, hoping not to wake anyone. I took off my shoes, feeling free of the weight of a day’s at work. Immediately after putting my things away, I crept into the bathroom, opening the window slightly, the heating being particularly active at this late hour.

I live on the top floor of a six-storey building, quite isolated from the rest of the city, with only one other flat opposite ours, but unoccupied all the time.

So I started to undress in complete serenity, without paying attention to the possibility of being observed from outside.

I unhooked my bra, freeing my chest from a certain oppression, opened the zip of my skirt and slid it down my legs, removing my thong in the process.

Completely naked in front of the mirror, my buttocks facing the gently cool air coming through the window, I started to stretch a little.

It was on my way up, after stretching my back by touching the balls of my feet, that I realised the light in the room opposite my bathroom had been on for a while.

I froze, watching for any sign that someone might be there. For a moment, I felt a little excitement at the thought that someone might have been watching me completely naked.

Nothing was moving.

Feeling adventurous, I left the window open, and got into my bubble bath. I couldn’t help but think that maybe a man had been watching me all this time. Maybe he was even doing it now.

I kept watching the reflection in the mirror, I couldn’t see very well from where I was, but I had the feeling that on the other side, you could see everything.

Increasingly excited by the idea, I began to sit up out of the bath and gently wash my body, going over every inch of my anatomy in detail.

I was soaked. Not touching myself was an idea I found difficult to control. But I managed to do it. Despite all my desires, the fact that a neighbour could see me naked so easily eventually caught up with me.

I got out of the water, and without even bothering to wrap a towel around me, I went to the window and shut it.

Of course, this was the exact moment that the neighbour [M35] across the street had chosen to close his shutter.

We both froze, him with his mouth wide open, me completely naked, dripping, and not just with water. Our windows being relatively close, I could see his gaze roaming over my body, a good ten times. As if he was trying to record this image forever in his mind.

With a sudden, awkward gesture, I closed the window, looked at myself in the mirror, and started laughing.

It’s been a long time since any man other than my boyfriend saw me naked. Obviously I’m still having an effect. Proud, and terribly excited, I slipped under the duvet, still soaking wet, and while sliding my hand along my body, I started to touch myself. The fact that my boyfriend was sleeping next to me made the situation even hotter.

I came silently, three times, and I intend to do it again.

L.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/yn06pu/my_first_accidental_exhibition_fm