The Accidental Exhibitionist (fm:exhibitionism, 5268 words) | |||
Author: Murray | |||
Added: May 19 2000 | Views / Reads: 4170 / 2777 [67%] | Story vote: 9.00 (5 votes) | |
Pretty girl's miniskirt misfortune turns into secret thrill. | |||
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The Accidental Exhibitionist
Too much coffee can really disrupt a morning. She drank her three cups of coffee to stay awake during that one awful day of the week where all three of her liberal arts electives were back to back from 9 AM straight through until noon. If liberal arts were actually interesting, chugging one coffee per class wouldn't be necessary. But with one month left to the degree's completion, she had long since settled on her major and resented the extraneous academic stress. Now she was fidgeting and waiting for noon, still one and a half dreary hours away, where lunch with her mate waited. He was free of all of this. He was at the office.
She was awake. That was planned. She hadn't had a chance to use the facilities after coffee number two. That was unplanned. She was dressed up for him that day. However, it had turned out to be just a bit too chilly for short skirts. She felt just a little out of place with the other students, dressed as she was. His favourite short sleeved white blouse which he liked her to wear. It unbuttoned just so. Her cleavage framed just so. Her demi-bra giving a lift to her curves, and the pendant he gave her flowing to the tops of them. The cardigan shawl with the long sleeves to keep the chill off her arms in the classroom. It would tie in the front if she wanted, but she wore it open. Then the skirt. It pleased him so. It probably would never have found its way into her wardrobe without his insistence. It was plaid, red - a tartan, ...
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