The winter had been really mild, but there was still a lot of cold and
rain between the nice warm sunny days. As we headed into spring, there
were a lot more warm sunny days to spend outside. Katie was really
enjoying the freedom that she found in being naked and exposing
herself, so we headed out to the state park again. I told her up front
that I wanted her to intentionally expose herself to a group of people
out there this time. Not just “accidentally” be naked when someone
came by, I wanted her to leave no doubt that she intended to show them
her body. At first she was a little worried that this was setting her
up for the possibility of getting into trouble if someone got
offended. She said that she would not be able to fall back on excuses
and apologies in this situation. However, I was able to convince her
that it would work out.
What I had in mind was to flash some of the fishermen at the lake. The
day use areas and beaches were up at the inlet side of the lake for
the most part. At the other end was the dam that created the lake. The
only people down that way were either on the nature trails, fishing,
or boating. The lake is fairly small and only sailboats, canoes, and
kayaks are allowed, no motorboats. The woods come right down to the
water along much of this area and my idea was to get Katie to take off
her clothes back in the woods, walk down to the water, and say hello
to the fishermen. There are a number of little coves and I figured
that it would be pretty safe if the fishermen were on one side and
Katie was on the other. To get to Katie they would have to either wade
through the water or come around the cove on land. Either way, we
could head back up the trail, get her dressed, and still have plenty
of time to get out of there. To facilitate easy dress, Katie decided
to wear her white Keds and an oversized T-shirt dress.
It is really
just an extra large T-shirt that has the arms and neck cut more like a
dress. It is great for such things because it looks perfectly
respectable when she has it on, nothing shows or anything. Still, it
is cut loose and is as easy to pull off as a normal T-shirt.
We headed down to the park and parked in the lot down by the dam.
There were several other cars there. We parked near the gate so that
we could get out of there in a hurry if we had to. I was not expecting
trouble, but I wanted Katie to feel that she was going to be safe. We
headed down the trail toward the lake. I had a certain cove in mind.
It was wide enough that we would not have to worry about anyone wading
across and it was tucked back from the lake so only someone on the
other side of the cove would be able to see Katie. The only problem
would be if there were people on each side. I told Katie to keep back
for a few minutes and I would go check things out. I headed down the
trail and checked things out. As near as I could tell, there was
nobody on this side of the cove. There was still the possibility that
someone would come down from the parking lot, but there were a couple
different trails we could use. Most of the fishermen used the main
trail and I figured that we would not run into anyone if we headed
back up one of the others. After checking this side, I headed the
whole way down to the water at the back of the cove. People generally
fish out toward the lake, where the water is deeper. At the back of
the cove I could scope things out without being too obvious. Just as I
had hoped, there were three fishermen on the other side of the cove
out nearer the lake. They were older men and did not look like the
sort that would object to a little flashing. I worked my way back to
Katie. We had come down the main trail and she was still standing
along it. She told me that nobody else had come down this way and I
asked her if she was ready. I knew that this did not really fit in
with her need for “intimacy” in these things, but I wanted her to get
used to exposing herself to a group instead of always being just
one-on-one.
We walked down the trail together until we were across from where the
fishermen were. I was going to stay back and let her go down to the
water by herself. I looked at her and told her this was it. After a
moment of looking around and a couple deep breaths, she answered me by
pulling her shirt over her head and handing it to me. She then picked
her way down to the shoreline. From where I was, I could see her but
not the fishermen. As she got down to the water, I heard something
from one of the fishermen. No doubt that they had seen her! She had
been looking down as she picked her way down, but now looked up and
waved at the guys across the water and said hello. I heard one of the
guys ask what was up with her. She responded with nothing much and
asked how the fishing was, just like anyone would. One of the guys
said that it had just gotten a whole lot better and there was some
laughter. Another guy said that he was sure glad that he had
witnesses; nobody ever believed any of his fishing stories. There was
more laughter over that. There was some more friendly banter and Katie
finally said good-bye and headed back up the hill to me. She had been
down there for ten or fifteen minutes, enough time for them to get a
good look at her. I handed her back her shirt and she slipped it on.
We headed up the trail to the parking lot and she said that she was
sure that she had made their day.
On the way home, we stopped at an ice cream stand and each got a cone.
The afternoon’s flashing was not exceptionally arousing, but it was
nice to be able to share this kind of thing with my wife. If we could
share these moments together, we could share pretty much anything else
as well.
Until next time,
Tom Katie writes: Considering all that has happened since this incident, this was really
pretty tame. At the time, it scared me. Prior to this, I had pretty
much chosen who would get to see me and could pretty much blame it as
“accidental” if I got caught. This was my first time for getting naked
in front of complete strangers and practically saying, “Hey! I’m
naked! Look at me.” It was this incident that made me realize that
flashing was a symbiotic relationship for the exhibitionist and the
voyeur. It made my day because here was someone obviously appreciating
my body and showing me that he thought I was sexy. It made his day
because out of the blue this woman gets naked for him. Actually, it
was a three-way relationship because it turned Tom on that I was doing
this for him. That actually was reciprocated because it turned me on
to know that Tom really appreciated what I was doing for him. He is so
easy to please when it comes down to it!
All I have to do is wiggle my
naked tits at a stranger and there is a bulge in his pants to prove
the effect that I have on him! As another writer stated, hard-ons
don’t lie!!!