Flashing

I've always loved being naked. Unless I need to leave my house and go somewhere I'm always naked. Although I've never lived in a naturist or nudist colony, I've dared to go bare outside of my house a few times (to check the mail), but I lived on a pretty secluded street so wasn't seen (that I knew of). Years later I heard talk among some of the older men in my neighbourhood about a female streaker so I guess some people must have seen me.

This past summer I found myself on a not very well known walking trail and needed to pee really bad. It was a really hot and beautiful summer day. I remember standing up after finishing my business and really taking in the warm summer breeze on my naked flesh, and decided to strip off all my clothes and walk a bit of the trail naked. It was the most liberating and free feeling I had since I last did this years ago in my old neighbourhood. So I started taking off my clothes again in my apartment whenever I was home. I rarely ventured towards my window unless I was going to get a book from my bookshelf and, I live on the 6th floor. I must have been near my window enough times that over the days and weeks, I noticed cars (mostly taxis) parked on the opposite side of the street in the parking lot facing my apartment building. I remember one day as I was peeking out my window one of the parked taxi cars flashed their headlights a few times at me. Guess he liked my tits!

For the most part, I keep my blinds closed now but there are days when I peek through my blinds and if I see a few taxi cars parked facing my direction, I'll open the blinds so they can get a good stare at my tits for a little bit. I really like the attention and it gets my hot