Walking after Midnight by RicknCenFl,RicknCenFl

Tina was mesmerized by the scenario. She wondered, ‘Could I do that?’ It was so erotic; it became her primary jill-off dream. At work, walking down a corridor, she would imagine herself naked. ‘What would they say or do?’

Ultimately, after several weeks of almost obsessive mental rehearsals, she decided she ‘had’ to walk around the neighborhood naked. It was late spring, and the nights were pleasant. She began by wearing less and less clothing while taking her early morning strolls. Finally, she went out wearing nothing but a robe. ‘Have you seen a brown tabby cat?’ was going to be her fall back excuse. During this time, she rarely saw anyone and was never herself seen. She decided it was time to lose the robe. She waited till 3:00am to leave the house.

Russ is a fireman / paramedic and fitness buff. He lives in a rental home in a quiet neighborhood. There was a roommate for a couple of years, but he left town. Russ likes having the house to himself and hasn’t looked for a replacement. He converted that bedroom into a mini gym.

This past summer he made an impulsive trip to Key West for a week of SCUBA diving. It turned out in his haste; he had made the reservation at one of the Keys’ ‘clothing optional’ hotels. He decided to go ahead anyway. There were families, couples, and singles. Everyone was completely comfortable in their nudity. It was surprisingly non-sexual. The other guests were pleasant, and he found he really liked the lifestyle. Now he rarely wears clothes at home and likes to workout naked in his home gym.

The weird 24 hour shifts at work means when he’s off, he sleeps when tired. He often works out and/or writes through the entire night. He wants to be a novelist and has received some encouragement from a retired uncle who was in publishing. He was expecting a review of a short story draft. It always took time because his uncle reviewed ‘old school,’ with paper and pencil. The uncle had called him a few days ago and said he had ‘mailed’ the edited piece and it “looked great.’ Russ was working out at 3:00am and remembered he hadn’t checked the mailbox when he had gotten home. Since it was the middle of the night, he headed out to the mailbox with just a towel wrapped around his neck. As he reached the curb, he heard a female voice.

“Oh! I didn’t see you coming out.” Tina exclaimed.

Russ looked up to see a striking woman, almost as tall as him. The young lady was naked, graceful, and more surprised than self-conscious. She stood with her hands by her side, making no attempt to hide her nudity.

“Good morning! I was checking my mail and obviously didn’t expect to run in to anyone at this time of the night. My apologies for interrupting your walk.” Russ said tactfully. He expected she would mumble something and make a hasty exit. She didn’t.

“Good morning to you as well. I’m Tina. I live around the corner on Pinecrest. Do you often check your mail with no clothes on?” She said with false coyness, then smiled.

“Not when I expect to meet someone… no. But then I expect that would be your explanation also,” he responded easily.

“Yes, it would be if the neighbor was clothed. But in this case, I’m going to admit it’s a pleasure to see you,” Tina said. Her thoughts were quite different. ‘Why are you flirting with this naked stranger?’

“The pleasure is all mine. I assure you,” Russ said smiling back.

Neither one said anything for thirty seconds or so. Russ didn’t want to break the spell that was keeping this beauty fully exposed to his eyes. She was tall, maybe five feet, ten, he guessed. She had relatively short hair and perky breasts. Her smile was genuine and radiant. He marveled at how toned her body was — not muscular but not an ounce of fat.

Tina was buzzing. She was fully exposed and loving the intensity of his gaze. He wasn’t taking furtive glances. He was full-on staring at her with roving eyes. She was on exhibit, and it was very sexual. She wanted him to keep looking. It didn’t feel demeaning to be objectified. It felt hot!

Fearing she might grow tired of his lecherous gawking, he said, “Would you like a cup of coffee? I have a pot Starbucks whole bean brewing.”

“Yes, I would love a cup of coffee,” she replied. He was a muscular hunk with short hair. He had a nice package. His chest and balls were groomed, and she liked the smooth look. His prominent six-pack highlighted a flat stomach. She was thrilled that he wanted to continue looking at her and felt no shame. She was turned on and felt moist.

She followed him up the driveway to the front door. His brawny ass had no sag… at all. He had no hair on his back or butt. He was absolutely gorgeous and desirable. ‘He must be married or dating,’ Tina thought sadly. ‘Why would he be asking me in for coffee if there was a significant other? Because all men are pigs! Jesus, you’re not looking to get married. Enjoy his attention. You want him to look, and he is! Plus, he’s easy on the eyes as well.’ She decided.

They sat in at a small breakfast table in the kitchen. He served the coffee. “I must have seen you around the neighborhood. You look familiar,” he said. “Where do you work?”

“You’re familiar to me also, but I’m not really out during the day. I work at the hospital in the ER,” she replied.

“That’s it! I’m a paramedic. I recognize your eyes, from the hospital. What with masks and gowns, that’s all I’ve really seen… until now.” He said warmly with an easy smile.

“True, I generally have a bit more on when I’m at work,” she said, returning the smile.

They fell into easy conversation about work and their lives up to the present. After a half hour, they began to talk about more intimate issues. Russ talked about his Key West nudism encounter and Tina revealed her growing interest in exhibitionism. Based on his acceptance of her ‘secret,’ she ultimately shared her masturbation fantasy.

“Your fantasy of having someone watch you masturbate is really erotic,” he declared. “The idea of it is turning me on.”

“Are you suggesting…” She started to ask.

“I’m not pushing an agenda. It’s your fantasy. I just think it’s hot,” he interrupted.

“How hot is it?” She grinned.

“Since you asked,” He stood up and exposed a full, hard erection, which had been hiding under the table. “This is embarrassing. But obviously I would love to watch you jill off. But listen, you shouldn’t feel any coercion from me. I can sit back down and change the subject. I’m really enjoying talking to you.”

Tina felt a rush of excitement. ‘This is my chance to fulfill that fantasy. Should I? What will he think? I’m enjoying his company and wouldn’t want to scare him off. Would he freak out? His cock says he wants it. But he seems hesitant. Listen to the cock!’

“I’m enjoying talking with you too. I want to have the experience, but I’m worried you will think it’s too weird,” she confessed.

“You’ve flipped my switch, as my cock indicates. I don’t think your fantasy qualifies as ‘weird.’ I would feel honored that you already trust me enough to be that open with me. So, if you want to do it, I want to be the one to watch. I won’t do anything but look at you.”

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