An exhibitionist dream date come true!
I was getting ready for my friend’s holiday party that her family throws every year. I had picked out a really nice black dress, stylish, but sexy, like something you’d think the girls on “The Hills,” would wear and some strappy black sandals. Her family is wealthy and each year the party gets bigger and better! I had my dress and everything on and then I looked in the mirror and turned around, even though I had on the teeniest of thongs, you could still see the faint hint of a panty line!
I was not about to go to the house, especially to a party with any kind of panty line – thong or not!! So I peeled my thong off and left for the party. Well, I must say I enjoyed the feeling of walking around with no panties on! It was cold and windy outside as I walked to my friend’s car, so that was the first reminder I had that there was nothing between me and my dress. As I we drove to the party, each time I crossed my legs my dress would ride up a bit so I could feel my skin against the leather of the car seat. I felt incredibly sexy!
Between looking fucking smokin’ hot and feeling so sexy, I had all these men all over me like mice on cheese trying to get my digits to partake in a little bit of late night sexting with me.
I’m talking about older guys 30s and up not necessarily young ones, hitting on yours truly. Hang on one second, I just turned 18!
There was one guy in particular who really was on my radar, and I know exactly why! See, he was sitting with a group of us on some couches, I was literally right across from him and his girlfriend who seemed more interested in her phone than him. I am not one to sit still so I was constantly crossing and uncrossing my legs, not thinking at first about the fact that I was giving this dude a good view of my faculties. I finally noticed him staring intently with his jaw to the floor at my legs and that is when I remembered, “I’m not wearing any panties tonight.”
From that point forward, I did it on purpose just to see his reaction. The more I did it, the wetter I got, and I swear that he grabbed his girlfriend’s sweater to hide the boner that was growing in his pants. Anyway, let’s just say Bob got much more than a free peepshow that night when he sexted me from his bedroom. I would love to tell you the rest of the story but that wouldn’t be any fun now, would it?
Call me or text me! xoxoxo Monica!
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