I Am Curious (Naked) - Confessions of an Exhibitionist Wife

by Valerie Grey

  The naked high jinks began as soon as we arrived at our hotel in Miami. I’d finished taking a shower and came out of the bathroom without a stitch of clothing on. Much to my surprise, Mike had invited a coworker to join us for dinner and the man was waiting inside of our hotel room. My husband chuckled because my bare breasts and neatly trimmed brunette bush were out in the open for his coworker to observe.

  I attempted to cover my nudity with my arms. My husband said, “I’d like you to meet Roger.”

  I cried, “You want me to meet him right now? I’m naked!”

  Mike said, “That’s okay. Roger doesn’t mind if you’re not dressed yet.”

  I said, “I’m sure he doesn’t, but I do!”

  Roger stuck out his hand and expected me to shake it. I looked over at my husband as a cry for help, but all Mike did was motion for me to shake Roger’s hand. I gave in and let go of my breasts to shake hands with Roger. Mike smiled when he saw that Roger’s eyes were focused on my nice pink nipples. My bare boobies were bouncing up and down as Roger vigorously shook my hand, then he let go and proceeded to check out my dark pussy hair. My husband seemed to enjoy the attention I was receiving from Roger, but my face turned three shades of red from embarrassment.

  Mike said, “I hope you don’t mind if Roger joins us for dinner.”

  I said, “Of course I don’t mind, but can’t he wait outside until I put some clothes on?”

  My husband said, “Oh no, that would be rude.”

  Mike and Roger took a seat on the sofa, apparently intending to watch me get dressed. I nervously opened my suitcase on the bed and bent over to find a pair of underwear. As I was bent over, Roger was getting a good look at my bare butt. I was bent over in front of Roger for the longest time, but I couldn’t seem to locate any panties.

  I said, “That’s odd. There’s no bras or panties in my suitcase. I know I packed them, but I can’t find them.”

  Mike said, “You probably forgot them. We’re all hungry after such a long trip. Just slip your dress on and let’s get going.”

  I had no choice, but to put the dress on without any underwear. It was a very short, thin sundress with small straps over the shoulders. The dress had a yellow and blue floral pattern, but I was afraid that in the right light everyone would be able to see right through it. It was also so short that if I bent over, my butt cheeks would be hanging out and I wasn’t wearing any panties!

  I looked in the mirror and I could see my pink nipples poking through the thin material of the dress. The faint shadow of my pussy hair was also visible down between my legs. I told my husband that I couldn’t go out in public looking like this, but he just grabbed my arm and led me out of the room with Roger following behind me. I didn’t find out until much later that my husband had purposely removed my bras and panties from the luggage.

  When we entered the restaurant, I saw that there were regular tables in the back and high tables with barstools right up front. Of course I wanted to sit in the back, but Mike asked for a table by the bar and we were seated immediately. My chair was facing the people sitting at the regular tables and I became very embarrassed when I realized that their low chairs allowed them to look up at me as I climbed onto the tall stool. It was impossible to keep my legs together while I climbed up on the tall chair, so I was forced to flash my panty-less bush at many of the guys seated below me.

  I was nervous throughout the entire meal because the guys at the tables below were constantly trying to sneak a peek between my legs at my exposed pussy. After dinner, we stood in the bar area and had a few drinks. We talked to some guys at the bar for quite a long time. While I was standing there, surrounded by men, I made sure that the garment covered me. I didn’t want anyone to know that I was naked under the dress. My nipples were poking out against the thin fabric, but at least my ass and pussy were covered.

  I thought the men were just interested in having a conversation with me and I was thrilled that for once I was attracting the attention of men without exposing my body. However, when we were about to leave, my husband pointed out that there were mirrored tiles on floor. I was mortified! Here I thought the men were only interested in talking to me, but it turned out that they were really checking out the reflection of my bare ass and naked pussy in the shiny floor below me. I was shocked that Mike would expose me to a group of strange men like that, but my husband showed his appreciation of me later that night in bed.

  Another incident happened at the pool the following day. I knew that my husband and Roger were entertaining some clients at a café that overlooked the pool, so I wore my skimpiest thong bikini and stretched out on a lounge chair right in front of them. The men watched as I applied a liberal amount of suntan lotion all over my body. My bikini top barely covered my breasts and if the bottoms of the suit slid down even the slightest bit, my neatly trimmed brunette bush would be exposed. It was a very daring bikini, even by Miami’s standards.

  I rolled over on my stomach and untied the top of my bikini. From the back, I must have looked totally nude because the thin string of my thong was lost between my butt cheeks and it was the only article clothing that I was wearing. I looked over and my husband gave me a big smile showing his approval of the way I looked.

  While I was sunning myself, a cute, muscular guy came over and asked me if I wanted a massage. My husband motioned for me to go ahead and get one, so I followed the guy to a massage table located by the side of the pool. My husband probably enjoyed the fact that I didn’t bother to re-tie my bikini top. I just cupped my hands over my bare breasts and followed the guy to the table.

  The guy pulled out some kind of cleaner from his gym bag and thoroughly cleaned the cushioned top of the massage table. When he finished cleaning the table, he asked me to climb up on the table and lie on my stomach. He grabbed some massage oil from his gym bag and applied it to my back. The guy then began working his hands from my shoulders down to my lower back. It felt great and I could tell that this guy knew what he was doing.

  I was so relaxed that I didn’t even flinch when his hands reached my tiny thong. Without asking, he untied the sides and pulled the thong free from between my butt cheeks. Then he tossed my thong into his gym bag, which was sitting on the ground under the table. I was suddenly naked at a public pool as my husband, his coworker and his clients looked on!

  I was self-conscious because my nude body was viewable by the people at the café and the people around the pool. Then I looked up and noticed that there were people sitting on their balconies looking down on me, too. It seemed like the whole world was staring at my naked backside. As the guy poured oil on my bare butt, I calmed down by telling myself that people get these nude massages every day. However, I quickly found out that I was wrong.

  The hotel manager came over and ordered me to get up from the table. As I stood there in front of everyone without a swimming suit or a towel to hide my nakedness, the hotel manager told the massage guy that nudity was not allowed in the pool area. The massage guy became infuriated and argued that it was the only way to give a good massage. The hotel manager also became angry and responded by threatening to call security if the massage guy refused to leave.

  I stood there stark naked and the men began creating a scene and everyone looked over in our direction to see what was going on. I couldn’t have been more embarrassed! My bare butt, naked breasts and exposed pussy were on display for everyone to look at, and my bikini was far beyond my reach. It was so humiliating to stand there in the nude with people eyeballing me from every direction. Finally, the massage guy gave up and agreed to leave. He quickly grabbed his gym bag and stormed out of the pool area, taking my bikini bottoms with him.

  Now I was the center of attention because the men left me standing there without any clothes on and everyone was staring at my naked body. I was mortified because many of the people began to laugh at my predicament. My husband made no attempt to help me, so all I could do was scamper across the pool deck and head for the stairs leading
up to our room.

  The people around me watched my breasts bounce up and down as I jogged towards the exit of the pool area. They also got a good look at my bare butt as I climbed the stairs. As I approached my hotel room, I started to cry because I realized that I’d left my key by the lounge chair at the pool. I just couldn’t return to the pool area in the nude to retrieve my key and let everyone look at me again. Luckily the maid had just finished cleaning our room and the door was still open.

  I remained naked as I sat down on the bed. I felt so humiliated that I continued crying. A beautiful young Latino maid sat down next to me and asked what was wrong. She put her arm around my bare shoulders and tried to comfort me. I told her that my bikini was taken away, leaving me completely naked in front of everyone.

  The sweet Latino girl felt so sorry for me that she almost cried, too. She starting running her fingers through my hair and told me that I should be proud of my beautiful body. Then she kissed me on the cheek and I started feeling a little better. When she looked me in the eyes and smiled, I suddenly felt like I was making an instant connection with her. The feeling appeared to be mutual, which was great for me because I knew that it was going to take more than a kiss on the cheek to make me feel better. Her name was Nayra and she was around my age, but about six inches taller than me. She had a cute face, long brown hair and a dark complexion. Nayra was wearing a white maid’s uniform with snaps all the way down the front. The top and bottom snaps were left open and her lacey push-up bra drew attention to the cleavage between her big boobs. Nayra had a slender body and her nice round butt stood out against the tight white uniform. Judging from her panty lines, it appeared that she was wearing standard white cotton panties underneath her uniform. I asked Nayra if she could hang out for a little while. She flashed a smile at me and said that she’d be glad to stick around until I felt better. Nayra suggested that I take a bath to wash off the suntan lotion and massage oil. She filled the bathtub for me and I climbed in. Nayra poured cups of water over my head, got a dab of shampoo and began to lather up my hair. It felt great having my head massaged by the young girl. As she rinsed my hair, a little water splashed on her uniform.

  Nayra looked at me and said, “I like helping you bathe, but I can’t get my uniform wet. There are other rooms that I have to clean.”

  I said, “We can easily solve that problem.”

  As I looked into Nayra’s big brown eyes, I gently touched the front of Nayra’s white uniform dress. Nayra offered no resistance as I slowly began unsnapping her uniform. One by one the snaps popped apart until the dress was completely open in front. Nayra’s lacey white bra and white cotton panties came into view as she slipped the little dress down her arms.

  Nayra hung the dress on the back of the bathroom door, which left the young girl standing there in just her underwear. I could see the shadow of her dark pussy hair through the front of her white cotton panties and the presence of her dark round nipples through the white lacey bra. Nayra caught me looking at her and became a little shy and embarrassed. It seemed as though this was not a common practice for her.

  I said, “There’s nothing to be embarrassed about. You’re beautiful and there’s not a hundred people looking at your body, like what happened to me today.”

  I motioned for Nayra to join me in the bathtub. Nayra hesitated for moment, but then she responded by reaching behind her back and unfastening her bra. As she slipped the bra straps down her arms, I was amazed at how perfect her breasts were. They were nice and firm with dark round nipples that were standing up like Hershey Kisses. Her breasts were even bigger than Shannon’s and I couldn’t wait to get my hands on them!

  Nayra dipped her fingers into the waistband of her white cotton panties and slid them down her legs. Her dark bush was neatly trimmed and I determined by her tan lines that her bikini bottoms were not much bigger than her hairy triangle. I could see Nayra’s magnificent butt in the mirror behind her as she hopped up on the counter to remove her little white socks and tennis shoes.

  I got a glimpse of Nayra’s sweet pussy lips as she slightly lifted each leg to remove her tennis shoes. Nayra spread her legs even further apart when she slid the little white socks off of her dainty feet. Soon she was completely naked and came over to the side of the bathtub. Nayra bent over to feel the water temperature and her big melons dangled right above me. As she lifted her leg over the side of the tub, I was treated to a great beaver shot between her legs. Finally we were both in the tub together and soaping up each other’s tits. When Nayra caressed my tender nipples, they became erect with excitement.

  Washing each other’s backs led to washing each other’s butts and Nayra spent a lot of time running her soapy fingers up and down my sensitive butt crack. I returned the favor and gently touched every inch of her firm, round ass. Soon we moved to the front of our smooth naked bodies and lathered up each other’s pussy. While I raked my fingernails though Nayra’s soapy bush, she pushed it a step further and inserted a finger inside of me. Eventually we were moving our fingers in and out of each other’s sweet snatch until I reached a powerful orgasm. Unfortunately, Nayra was left unfulfilled.

  We climbed out of the tub, grabbed a couple of towels and dried each other off. I looked at Nayra’s wonderful naked body and decided that I had to do whatever I could to satisfy her. She took a seat on the edge of the counter and I tried licking her fresh clean pussy. Nayra came close to climaxing, but she still fell short of achieving an orgasm. Finally, I reached inside of my make-up bag and pulled out “ole reliable”.

  I turned on my little pink vibrator and began rubbing Nayra’s pussy lips with it. While I massaged her love button with the electric penis, I bent forward and began sucking on her nice round nipples at the same time. Nayra started tensing up and moaning uncontrollably, so I knew that I’d found a method that would finish her off.

  Between Nayra’s moaning and the sound of the vibrator, we didn’t hear Mike, Roger and two of their clients enter the room. The men stood in the bathroom doorway and watched me make love to Nayra. Nayra and I were both completely naked and in the bent over position, my bare butt was pointed right at the guys.

  Suddenly, Nayra opened her eyes and noticed the men staring at her. She shrieked and tried to hide her nudity. I just turned around, slammed the bathroom door shut and locked it. Then I went back to rubbing Nayra’s pussy with the vibrator. It took a few minutes, but Nayra finally settled down and forgot about the men. They were outside the door listening to the hum of the vibrator. They could also hear Nayra moaning as I made little circles on Nayra’s delicate nipples with my tongue.

  Nayra gripped my shoulders with her hands, tensed up and started screaming. Nayra collapsed in my arms and hugged me for a minute. Then she passionately kissed me on the lips before putting her uniform back on. I wrapped a towel around my nude body and walked with her out of the bathroom. The men were watching us as we collected Nayra’s cleaning supplies and put them on her cart. Then I planted another kiss on Nayra’s lips right in front of the men. Nayra responded by putting her arms around me, but accidentally knocked my towel off. I was standing there completely naked, but I held onto Nayra until we finished our passionate kiss.

  The door of the hotel room was wide open and there were guys in the hallway examining my naked body. The men with my husband were also gazing at my firm breasts, bare butt and hairy triangle, as my damp nipples became rock hard. Nayra saw that everyone was looking at me and she quickly picked up my towel. She wrapped the towel around me and gently tucked it in over my right breast. Nayra looked me in the eyes, smiled and whispered that I should call the front desk if I needed her for anything. Nayra emphasized “anything” before saying goodbye and leaving the room.

  I went back into the bathroom and refused to come out until everyone left. When my husband and I were finally alone, I asked him who he would rather be with, Shannon or Nayra.

  He responded by choosing me and we made passionate love together all night. I thought that publi
c nudity was going to tear my marriage apart, but apparently it is making our marriage stronger.

  Chapter Eight

  Nayra is five-foot-seven with a slender body and big firm breasts. She has a cute face, long brown hair and a dark complexion. Nayra also has the most magnificent butt I’ve ever seen. When Nayra is working, she wears a white maid’s uniform with snaps all the way down the front. She leaves the top and bottom snaps open and her lacey push-up bra draws attention to the cleavage between her big boobs. The panty lines from Nayra’s white cotton undies are visible from behind because her nice round butt stands out against the tight white uniform dress.

  When I tracked down Nayra, she was busy cleaning a room with a girl named Eva. Eva was a fiery redhead that stood about five-foot-four. She was wearing a dress that matched Nayra’s uniform, but there was no cleavage between Eva’s tiny tits. Eva’s uniform dress was also shorter that Nayra’s because Eva’s underpants were almost showing, even if she didn’t bend over.

  I tried to introduce myself, but Eva cut me off and said that she knew all about me. When I asked Eva what she knew, she replied that she’d heard that I was into girls. I told her that my gate swings both ways, but I’m particularly fond of Nayra. Nayra blushed and said that she was fond of me, too.

  Eva said, “I’ve been trying to get my hands up Nayra’s dress for quite a while, but I guess I’m just a little too wild for her.”

  Nayra said to Eva, “That’s because Peggy’s into gentle caressing, but you’re into tickle tortures.”

  I asked, “What’s a tickle torture?”

  Eva replied, “Let me show you.”

  Nayra said sternly, “Don’t do it Peggy! Eva wants to tie you up and tickle you until you cum.”