BACKSTORY

This is Part 2 of my previous post. If you haven’t read the first one, here’s some backstory: When I began dating my now-wife in the summer of 2009, we were both in our early 20s—finishing college and getting ready for graduate school. From the start, she made it clear she wanted to establish a real connection before moving towards sex. During one of our early dates at a romantic beachside bar, an honest conversation about her insecurities regarding the size and appearance of her 'lips' (labia), created by unrealistic standards, brought us closer. With some encouragement, she gradually embraced her beauty, leading to bold and empowering moments that boosted her confidence.

THE FIRST EXHIBITIONIST EXPERIENCE

Fast forward some six months into our relationship, we went clubbing as a couple for the first time. We were joined by one of her close friends and her friend’s boyfriend. Up until then, most of our hangouts had been with my group of friends, so this was my first time spending significant time with her friend. I had met her briefly before, but this night gave me a chance to see a new side of them.

Her friend had also dressed to impress—stunning and full of confidence as we chatted in line outside the club. There seemed to be a playful rivalry going between them, an unspoken competition of sexiness. Then, my girlfriend, who had recently picked up the 'habit' of going pantyless while hanging out with me, decided to spice things up. In a playful tone, she took her friend’s hand and guided it along her waist, letting her feel for herself that there were no panties beneath the dress. Her friend’s reaction was priceless—wide-eyed, part shock, part amusement. “Wow, you are so naughty,” she exclaimed, before turning to me and jokingly saying, “What have you done to my friend?”

When we finally made it inside, there were steep stairs leading up to the club area, and her friend playfully said, “You better hold that dress down, or you’ll be giving everyone here a free show.” My girlfriend noticeably loved the fact that she was being the most daring one of them both. 

The club was packed, with great music and energy. As we started dancing into the night, my girlfriend's short dress kept riding up with every move. It seemed unintentional to anyone looking, but I knew it wasn’t. She was deliberately letting it ride up, playfully teasing me, teasing the crowd.

The dance floor was dimmed and the strobe lights flashed in bursts, illuminating her just enough for anyone looking closely to notice she wasn’t wearing anything underneath. Her friend and her boyfriend, along with a few others dancing nearby, must have clearly noticed. As we danced, I leaned close to her and said, “I think they can see your pussy”. Her response was a playful smile, one that said she loved every second of it. She kept pushing the boundaries with her dress, loving the thrill of being exposed for a quick second by the strobe lights. Her subtle exhibitionism wasn’t just for me; it was for the rush and the unspoken attention.

Few moments later, her friend and boyfriend said their goodbyes and left the club. After they were gone, my girlfriend asked if I thought they had seen her pussy. I told her they must have—there were definitely moments with enough light to catch a glimpse and he was 'discreetly' looking at you. This turned her on and she said to me, “I hope they have sex tonight and he fucks her while thinking about my pussy.” It was obvious this conversation needed to continue in private, so we left shortly after them.

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