I have something of an embarrssing moment to confession and it's something that I have never told anyone. I was married and divorced after a few years, and I had a five year old son at the time. Well, it was just the two of us, and I felt very casual about things around the house. One morning I had just gotten out of the shower, and I was sitting naked in my bedroom brushing my hair. I hadn't closed the door quite all the way, and to my surprise, there was my son standing there. I didn't see any reason to act all embarrassed, and I just modestly pointed out that I was naked - which he could obviously see for himself. He seemed quite interested getting to see my breasts and nipples and pubic hair. So not wanting him to think that it was anything bad, I just casually sat there doing what I had been doing and let him see me. Then after a minute I told him to scoot so I could get dressed. To my surprise, I was quite aroused by the experience, and I took a few moments to masturbate myself to an orgasm which felt so very satisfying. That probably would have been fine in itself, being just an isolated incident. But it had proved to be such a marvelous turn on being an exhibitionist like that, I began to playfully and innocently make opportunties for my son to view me naked. He seemed quite delighted with the chance, and I of course told him that things like that were private, and not to tell anyone that he got to see me completely undressed, which he promised. Just like the first time, it was such a marvelous way to arouse myself.
While I thought that it mightr be a bit much if I just walked around the house in the nude, I always left the bathroom door and the door to my bedroom open enough for him to see me naked. Once, when the telephone rang and he had answered it and called out and said it was for me, I just slipped out of the bathroom without a stitch on to take the call. It was from a friend, and I blithely sat there naked in the kicthen at the table having a cup of coffee and smoking a cigarette and remained naked for nearly half an hour. My son merely thought that was quite amusing. Needless to say, I was so wet afterwards!
Well, I playfully became a secert exhibitionist for the next couple of years. Then, however, as my son began to get older, I started to curtail my activties. Now it is just one of theose fond memories and my son apparently did not grow up warped because of it. Thank heavens!