The First Night
Id been married for three years and had been faithfull, then on a night out with the girls I got a bit tipsy and ended up dancing with a young lad. we were having fun and he kept touching my legs and skirt which was ok.
but as the night went on he kepy lifting my skirt which I automatially pulled back down, but he started to kiss me and kiss my neck and I stopped worrying what he was doing with my skirt. the first thing I noticed was that he had taken off my panties which unluckily for me had been side tie ones and easy to remove. then i noticed we were being whatched and when I looked down my top was down showing my breasts and my skirt up showing my wet *****.
rather than being shocked or embrassed I liked the idea of being looked at and had a nervous excitment feeling which turned me.
I dont know why but I slapped the lad and ran to the toilet, while there I couldn't help but feel great about the thrill of people looking at my body and now regularly show off all I can in clubs, pubs and anywhere I can