\ It had been a couple of weeks and nothing had happened. I hadn’t heard from Rebecca or Amy and my roommate, I am sure, didn’t believe me. Looking at me how could anyone think I would take off my clothes? I was plain, small breasted and had started wearing jeans and heavy tops again. The skirt and no panty rule was a thing of the past. I looked like any ord...
Diane let me sit back on her coffee table, legs splayed wide with my pussy leaking around a fat cock. I was covered in sweat and feeling very weak as though I couldn't stand even if I wanted to. That was the result of an orgasm that shook me to my core. I was still shuddering, even though it was slight. And I was embarrassed that I had done such an intimate...
I spent the next four days in a state of fear, thinking of all the things that Diane could do to me. Mr. Wilson didn't come around again, thank God, but I was still being told to come to work in just heels and stockings. Diane had me bring an outfit for each day and every morning when I arrived I was told to hang it up in my closet. Then I had to go into Dia...
My husband and 5 other managers, all senior to him, where going to go on a fishing trip. They had rented a houseboat with three small fishing boats included so they could tie up somewhere and then use the small boats to fish. The other wives were going to go Minneapolis for a shopping trip and I had been invited along, but we really could not afford for me...
So I ended up driving home naked again. I kept my speed down and drove very carefully once more. I could have put on my coat but Diane had told me that I couldn't wear it. If she asked me though, I could lie to her. She wouldn't have anyway to know if I stayed naked or wore it. But if she asked me could I lie to her? She seemed to be able to read me like a b...
Now that Melody had taken a step, I felt much better about my exhibitionism. Part of it was that for a lot of things that could happen, she would be there with me. I didn't feel quite as secure with Diane. She had a hold on me. Melody, I thought, would do things to me or for me out of a desire to make me happier. Maybe I was being foolish with her, but that...
"Diane, how could you do this to me?" "Sabine, let's just talk about this. You like being seen naked, right?" "Well, maybe, but I didn't need to be naked in front of three teenagers! And I didn't want to be shaved! You couldn't have humiliated me more if you tried!" "Tell me that you weren't turned on, Sabine." For a bit I was silent. "I was scared, Dia...
After I had calmed down from my masturbation I sat in the dark in my car, sort of in disbelief. I mean I knew that I had masturbated to orgasm, but I was in denial that what had happened to me tonight had made me so horny that had to masturbate. Was I turning into a slut? As I sat there and decided that I wasn't a slut, I looked around and my mind started go...
I stood outside my apartment door, dressed only in a coat and heels. I was trembling and sniffling. I was humiliated, ashamed and scared. The door to my apartment opened and my two friends were looking at me. They had to notice that I was wearing a coat, which I had not had when I left to do my dare. Hands grabbed me and hustled me inside. I slumped against...
My husband sat back, arms crossed and stared at me. His look was not making me feel any better. My mind was running at warp speed trying to come up with something to say and I couldn't. My face was scarlet and felt like it was burning. "Well?" "Honey, don't be angry at me. Nothing happened." "I wouldn't say my wife standing naked with two men nothing." "...