Testing the Waters

Amy was conflicted.

She had always dressed very modestly, and only her husband, Jesse, had ever seen her naked, until Scott. She was accidentally exposed to him when he was visiting. The conflict did not come from him seeing her totally naked, but in her reaction to it. She was more turned on than she had ever been. In the month since that happened, she had been obsessed with fantasies of people seeing her when they shouldn't. Was she an exhibitionist? She would have never thought so, but here she was. She wanted random people to see her. She masturbated almost daily thinking about how to set this up again.

It was building up inside her, and she needed to experience this again. This time it would be different though. This time she would be actively showing herself off. She couldn't just go outside and get naked though. That would land her in jail. She needed to do it in such a way that it was accidental, or looked that way.

She decided showing off her DDD tits would be easiest, considering it's almost harder to hide them. She looked through her wardrobe to get ideas on the best way to accidentally slip a tit out. She definitely wanted people to see everything, not just a bra. None of her clothes gave her any ideas. With everything in her closet, she would need to blatantly pull boobs out or lift her shirt. Not very accidental. A shopping trip was in order.

She went to several stores looking for a top that would allow her to control whether or not her boobs were accidentally on display. This proved more difficult than she expected, but finally she thought she found it. At the fourth clothing store she found a top that was just slightly low cut, but it seemed very loose. This gave her an idea and she took it into the changing room to see if it would work. She put the top on and turned to the mirror. When she stood up straight, the top draped down and just the smallest bit of cleavage showed. However, if she bent over, even the smallest bit, the top fell away from her chest and anyone standing near would be able to see everything. She noted in the mirror that it was much better if she wore no bra, much more interesting. She did want some support though. She changed back, bought the top and went bra shopping. She easily found a cupless bra that would give her some support, but her tits would still be on full display. She was ready.

She decided on a Tuesday to make her debut. She did not work and Jesse did. She was not ready to let Jesse in on her new kink. She wasn't yet entirely sure she was really in to it. She was excited, but she may not actually enjoy it in the moment.

On the day, she waited for Jesse to go to work and then she got ready. She wore a pair of light gray yoga pants and her new blue top. She wore no panties and her new bra. She wore her hair in a pony tail to make sure it did not fall down and obscure the view. She had tested the top/bra combo multiple times and know just what could be seen. Everything. She was 5' 4", so most people would be looking down at her. Her stomach was doing flip flops. Could she actually go through with this? Maybe it was best left as a fantasy. Along with the nervousness, she was getting turned on though. She was very aware that her pussy was wetter than usual. She checked the top once more and then just pushed herself out of the house. She was doing it.

She decided that the best place might be a bookstore. It would be fairly natural to be bent over looking at books on a lower shelf. She chose a large chain that she knew would be busy and headed out. Her nervousness was making her thirsty, so she stopped at a convenience store to get a drink. She stood looking at the drinks unable to concentrate. As she stood there, a man came into the aisle and was looking at the drinks as well. She noticed out of the corner of her eye that he was checking her out. It was time. A bit sooner than she originally planned, but she opened a door to the drinks cooler and bent down facing the man. Her tits were now on display. She used her peripheral vision to glance and she saw him frozen in place, staring down her shirt. She pretended to be deciding and held the pose for an eternity. Her mind was going crazy. She lost track of time, but finally chose a drink and stood up. She could feel her face on fire and she couldn't look at the man. She walked away from him and went to buy her drink. She checked out and went back to her car. She didn't even know what she had bought until she was in her car. She uncapped what turned out to be Sprite and took a big gulp. Her adrenaline was pumping and she couldn't wait to get to the bookstore.

She took the short drive to the bookstore and parked. She was still on a high and she went directly in to the store. She started browsing, looking for her next target. She found him. He looked to be in his late twenties and he was browsing the history section. She stood a few feet away from him. He made eye contact and gave the obligatory half-smile. She gave it back and almost ran away. She steeled herself and knelt down to look at books on the lower shelves. She checked and he wasn't looking. He was engrossed in whatever book he was looking at. She dropped a book. It wasn't a long fall, but it make enough sound to get his attention. He looked over and his eyes went wide as he saw a large pair of tits hanging in front of him. He was now pretending to look at his book while taking sideways glances down her shirt. She was completely exhilarated. Again, it felt like a long time had passed before she stood up. This time she accidentally made eye contact and he gave her a big smile. She gave back a nervous smile, turned, and walked away. That eye contact and smile at the end ratcheted up the excitement level. Did he know she was actually showing him on purpose. She felt a mixture of embarrassment and excitement.

She needed another. She zeroed in on an attractive middle-age man in fiction. She repeated what she had done with the other. As she knelt, knowing that her boobs were out and that he was looking, she had an idea. She took a deep breath and looked up at the man. They made eye contact. He gave a smirk and went back to ogling her tits. She looked at him for another few seconds and looked back down at her book. She had let him know that she was now just flashing him. She had never been this aroused and she let the excitement carry her away. She brought her arms together, pressing her tits together to give a show. She gave a little jiggle. She could feel her nipples get hard as she gave this stranger a show. She now noticed something else. Her increasingly wet pussy had soaked through and there was a very noticeable wet spot on her pants. She almost came right there. She looked back up at the man. He was still looking, but his gaze shifted between her tits and pussy. He had seen it. He noticed her looking at him and smiled at her once more. She smiled back and slowly stood up.

"Have a nice day, I know I am," he said to her.

She mumbled something back before turning and walking away.

She needed release. Now. She walked back to her car. She couldn't wait to get home. She drove to an empty part of the parking lot. She parked, put her seat back a bit and pushed her hand immediately down the front of her pants. Her pussy was slippery wet. She started rubbing slowly. She wanted to savor the moment and take it slow, but it quickly got to be too much for her. She pictured the man smiling at her as she gave him a show. Her fingers sped up on her clit and she could feel an orgasm building. She was now picturing the man watching her rub her wet pussy and her hand was moving frantically. Her eyes were squeezed shut as the first wave hit her. It radiated warmth and pleasure out from her pelvis. She was bucking against her hand as she held pressure on her clit. She moaned loudly, almost screaming as the second wave hit. She felt like she was going to pass out this time. Her body jerked in spasms as her orgasm subsided. She pulled her now soaked fingers out of her pants and put them in her mouth, tasting herself. She had never felt that good before.

Amy was addicted.