Will I Go Too Far?

For as long as I can remember, I’ve had an obsession with showing my body to guys. It started in high school when I caught my neighbor peeking through my bedroom window. For the next year I gave him show after show, always pretending I didn’t know he was there. It got to the point where I would be instantly wet when I saw his face in the window. I even began masturbating with the light on while he watched.

In college, I flashed professors by not wearing panties under dresses or skirts as I sat with my legs spread open. I met my future husband my junior year and we’ve been together since. He has a wonderful family, 3 younger brothers, his father is older than you’d expect but still looks good, his mother passed away a few months after he and I met. David is a good guy, tall and good looking and a great personality as well. His cock is average size and he loves sex, but is very vanilla in bed. We went to visit his family on breaks and between semesters to their house in Tennessee. The house is fairly large and has a nice pool in back. I loved laying out in my bikini soaking up the sun. His brothers ranged in age from 13 - 16 and all three loved hanging around while I lay out by the pool. I couldn’t resist teasing them by taking my top off while laying on my stomach, eventually acting as if I forgot and turning over allowing them to see my breasts. I even began laying out in a thong. Even his dad enjoyed my nudity. I’d see him peeking out the window when everyone was gone. At those times, I’d lay out totally naked and he watched the whole time.

When we married, I tried to stop but just couldn’t. I began ‘accidentally’ exposing myself to our neighbors and even teenage boys in the neighborhood. I’d always have to masturbate afterwards because I was so horny. I soon got bored with that and started coming up with other ways to show off my body. I tried discussing spicing up our sex life with David, but he just wasn’t interested. I started going out once or twice a month with girlfriends. I always wore short skirts so that didn’t draw attention, but I also went without a bra or panties and often wore sexy blouses as well. I had to hide that from David so he didn’t get suspicious. I wasn’t trying to fuck around on him, I just needed the attention. I would get wet just thinking about exposing myself in various ways. One of my favorites was to let very old men see my body, something about the idea they were seeing something they hadn’t seen in a while turned me on.

One night my friend called and canceled our night out at the last minute. I was already dressed and getting horny so I decided to go anyway. The first club I went to was boring with no one there so I went to a club that catered to an older crowd. It was about 2 thirds full and almost all were men. I quickly got on the dance floor by myself and started dancing and spinning allowing my skirt to flair and the old guys sitting by the dance floor were getting a great look at my ass and even a glimpse of my pussy! I noticed more guys moving to the tables by the dance floor, all of them were probably 50 and up and a mixture of white, black, and Hispanic. I was still dancing when I felt someone grab my waist from behind and say softly in my ear “You are quite stunning. I get the impression you’re here to show off, am I right?”

I turned to face him and said “I’m a happily married woman, but I do enjoy attention that I get from other men. I’m glad you like what you see.” He was a black man of probably 60 with a smile that made him look devilish but a bit hot! We danced together for a while and then he invited me to join him and his friend at their table. I accepted and he escorted me over to a table and told his friend to follow us, then we moved to a booth in the back by the pool tables. He began to tell me to unbutton my blouse and then would open it exposing my breasts when a guy walked by. We stayed for about 2 hours drinking and flashing. He asked if I was interested in more excitement and I told him I was. We got up from the table and went outside and, for some reason, I got in the car with them. Their names were James and Shia. I sat up from with James, Shia sat in back.

We drove downtown and James told me to take off my shirt. People were walking around pointing and smiling. He drove through town and parked near the baseball stadium. I put on my shirt and he told me we were going for a walk. We got out and started walking down the road and under an overpass. There were people lying and sitting on the ground smoking and drinking straight from the bottle. Continued…..