The guy next door. Right? Wrong, he was the man (40M) next door. I (19F) was 18 that summer and wore short shorts and tube tops, and after I left the house took my bra off. My sister and I walked around the mall with our headlights on and enjoyed the way men looked at us. One afternoon we were sitting at the food court and this man kept looking at me and I let my legs get open. I could feel his lust. He couldn’t see anything because of my shorts, but he got the message and rubbed his dick in his pants.
I went to the supermarket with my mother in a short skirt and no panties. The first time I left the house commando. I bent over knowing that men could see my butt and I always stood with my legs slightly open so that they could get a good look. How many men messed their pants I don’t know, but I’m sure that quite a few did. At the time I didn’t know I was being an exhibitionist, but I was.