Despite my catholic upbringing there has always been a bit of a dark side to me. Well not particularly dark but I’m not white as snow, put it that way.
One aspect about me is I enjoy a bit of exhibitionism. Not in the flash the tits out for the lads kind of way but the subtle “accidental” kind of way. Short skirt, bending over kind of flashing not the full on pizza delivery boy challenge.
During the summer months I generally move about the house naked and even venture into the garden nude but stay up the top end of the garden where I can’t be seen, well unless someone goes to great effort. If I have to tend the washing line, I either put on a dressing gown or an oversized t-shirt. This is my favourite as I know when I reach up to the line or bend over to pick up the washing out of the basket my bits are there for the world to see, not that anyone is probably looking.
The incident I want to talk about is when I had to have the day off work so an engineer could repair one of the windows recently fitted. There was something wrong with the hinge so that although it closed there was a gap one side. Typically, because the visit was at cost to them they couldn’t give me a time and said they would turn up as and when they could.
It was a lovely summers day and I was determined not to waist it by staying in by the front door. I adore an all over tan and so decided to lay out in the sun and await the doorbell. I had my dressing gown by my side for a quick cover up anyway.
As I lay there feeling the warmth of the sun on my naked body, rude thoughts filled my head. The gentle breeze on my bare pussy excite the day dreaming further. I had the urge to show myself to the engineers. After a while, I concocted a plan whereby I could achieve it.
I decided not to use the dressing gown but instead slip on a t-shirt when he arrives. When I lead him upstairs to the offending window he is sure to get an eyeful.
I lay there in anticipation and quite turned on.
When the doorbell rang my heart skipped a beat. I shot up and grabbed a t-shirt from the pile of washing in the kitchen on route to the front door. I continued to the door as a pulled the t-shirt on. I straightened it out and proceeded to open the door. Two things shocked me. One was that there were two men standing there and two was the fact it was not the t-shirt I thought it was. It was one of my sons and nowhere near long enough.
I tugged down on the front of it to try and have some modesty as I greeted them. They were both quite speechless. By pulling down the front my ass was fully exposed at the back and it accentuated my full breasts and erect nipples in the front.
I started the conversation in an attempt to ignore the whole situation. They were polite and tried to keep eye contact but I could see them struggling not to gaze at me.
It came to the point I had to show them upstairs. There was no way I could lead the way without them getting a much fuller view than what I intended but I had gone this far albeit accidently.
I took a deep breath and told them to follow me. I lead to the staircase and proceeded to climb the stairs. Almost automatically I exaggerated a sassy walk and went up the stairs as slow as possible without being obvious. I wanted them to have a good look now I was committed.
As I went further and further up the stairs I was sure I could feel their eyes burning into me. I was getting more and more turned on.
By the time I had reached the top of the stairs I had dispensed with the effort of trying to pull the shirt down. The hem line barely reach the top of my neatly trimmed pubic mound.
I continued the conversation as if nothing was wrong and showed them the window. I even reached up at one point to show them the top hinge exposing my mid rift to ensure they got a fuller view.
I thought about waiting with them while they completed their work but it would have been too obvious and I was so ready to rub one out.
I left them to it and went back out in the garden. They said they would only be about ten minutes. More than enough time for me to lay back out in the sun an slip my fingers in for some pleasure.
Once I had cum I went back indoors with the skimpy t-shirt on. The men had finished and were on their way back down the stairs. I could feel some moisture between my legs. I wondered if they could see it as I shown them out.
I returned to the garden and stripped off again with the urge to play once more whilst trying to think up another accidental flash.
Please send me your ideas…
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/5bz070/f_trying_to_think_of_accidental_ways_of_showing
Well… I would suggest putting your nudes here so I can accidentally discover it.
Pseudo pizza challenge: wear the short tshirt and place a table or chair near your door. When delivery dude comes to drop off food and asks you to sign the receipt, turn and put it on the table/chair and lean over to sign it, bam.
First, I think you have your terms wrong. A voyeur is more like a “peeping Tom,” or someone who goes to lengths to observe another person without the latter party knowing. This sounds like exhibitionism.
Okay. Now to the important stuff… As much as you might enjoy this, legally and morally it’s extremely questionable. Putting people in a position where they are forcibly exposed to something sexual without their consent is illegal. Indecent exposure is classified as one of the more serious types of sexual harassment, and depending on where you’re from or how the situation played out, it could even be defined as assault. The fact that this happened inside your home makes it somewhat of a gray area, but the intent would be likely viewed as malicious from a legal perspective, especially since the workers could argue sexual coercion (in that they might have felt their jobs were in jeopardy if they left without doing the work,so they felt pressured to stay despite discomfort).
It might seem harmless, or even like you’re doing something nice for them. And I’m not discrediting the fact that they may have enjoyed it. But that’s far from guaranteed, and you don’t know how a person will feel ahead of time. If the tables were turned and someone surprised you and forced you to stare at his/her genitals, you *might* like it, but there is also a real possibility that you might feel disgusted or traumatized.
There are workarounds (especially with roleplay, or in kink-specific social settings) that will allow you to explore this fetish with consenting adults. But please consider the ethical and legal implications of sexually harassing strangers before you start trying to come up with additional “accidental” ways of exposing yourself to participants who might not be agreeable.
Go to a café, with a short miniskirt without wearing underwear. If you’re sitting opposite someone you like, you can “accidentally” open your legs a little bit. I’ve done it a couple of times, but only with other women, because I’m lesbian. It’s always very interessting to see their reaction – and it’s a big turn on for me! ;-)
This reads like an excerpt from a dirty version of Pride and Prejudice.
I would suggest wearing cloths to a golf coarse and after a few holes start removing cloths and playing a round nude.
Another is similar to the window adventure call some plumbers or electrical places and see if the give free estimates if they do have them come to your home and ask them for some random pricing on new items. its just a estimate you can always say you changed your mind when they show up or when they are leaving
I loved this story, and I had a great visual of the whole thing. Love the part with the wrong tshirt. HOT thanks for sharing