Closet Exhibitionist Pt. 03

For the next two years Don and I would live in that same apartment complex, having Kris and Ronnie as neighbors. During that time I would pop over to their apartment at least once a month and let them take turns fucking me.

There was something incredibly erotic about letting two guys I knew casually, take turns fucking me. Being used like that made those walks over to their apartment the highlight of my college experience. Kris, Ronnie, and I had an agreement that I would only come over when they both wanted to fuck me. I didn't want either one getting emotionally attached or weird on me. I never told Don of these moments, but because I had a free pass to have no-strings-attached sex with anyone I wanted, I felt very little guilt.

Don and I got married during our last semester of college and upon graduation, made the decision to move to Tacoma, Washington to start our new lives. I got a job at a popular gym just down the block from our new apartment and Don got an accounting job. He worked long hours, but had a flexible schedule and excellent compensation.

The gym members really responded to my outgoing, positive personality. The men flirted endlessly, but even the women seemed to like me. I adored these people and loved my new job.

Don and I moved into a loft apartment on the side of a hill overlooking the city. Our bedroom and bathroom were located up in the loft. There was a large picture window across from the loft overlooking the other apartment buildings in our complex. It didn't take long for me to discover the thrill of standing naked up there in full view of any neighbor across the way who might be looking my way.

Ever since that first nude photo shoot, I'd collected quite a few nude pictures of myself from the various modeling gigs I'd done in addition to the many nudes Don had taken of me. I kept these pictures in a shoe box I kept in the closet.

One day we were notified our maintenance man, Jeremy was coming over to look at the bathroom sink in our bedroom bathroom. Jeremy was in his mid-thirties and divorced. He had rugged good looks, but didn't seem highly intelligent. I decided to give him a treat. I took my box out of the closet and wrote in big letters: Kim Pics XXX. Then I placed the box under the sink where it would be impossible to miss.

I greeted Jeremy in black, short cotton shorts and an old, thin tee shirt with no bra. He was less than subtle when he drank in my body and lingered far too conspicuously at my nipples, plainly visible through my old shirt. I led him to the bathroom, closed the door, then stood close, hoping to hear him. Sure enough, I heard the sound of the box being opened. My heart was racing.

"Holy shit!" I heard him whisper. Adrenalin shot through me. My pussy ached just imagining him getting off on my naked pictures. I returned to the living room with the hope of giving him privacy to study the pictures. Once comfortable on the couch, my arousal spiked imagining him in the bathroom.

My fingers slipped inside the soft leg of my shorts, and wearing no panties, immediately found my wetness. I was sopping. After shoving a couple of fingers as far into my pussy as they could go, I refocused my efforts on my clit. I quickly took myself to the edge of what I imagined would be an enormous orgasm. Then I heard movement from the bathroom. *SHIT!*

I grabbed a magazine, leaned back into the couch and let my leg fall lazily to the side, partially exposing my pussy to anyone who might be looking. Being half-crazed with arousal, I reached down and yanked hard at the leg opening, putting my entire pussy on display. The bathroom door opened and Jeremy emerged sporting a very obvious and massive erection. He either was too stupid to realize it or didn't care, but it was impressive. I remember thinking in that moment; I bet his ex-wife misses it.

"Sit down, Jeremy." I said, motioning to the loveseat across from me.

He did as instructed and immediately started staring at my exposed pussy.

"So, what did you find in there?" I asked. He looked like a deer in the headlights. "With the sink!" I clarified. "Did you fix the sink?"

"I think so." He said, adjusting his big straining penis. "I should come back tomorrow to double check though." His eyes never left my soaking wet pussy. When he turned to leave I noticed several pictures sticking out of his back pocket. Once he was gone, I couldn't stop thinking about him being in possession of naked pictures of me. It was one of the hottest thing I could ever imagine.

It got me thinking. I was pretty confident many of my neighbors across from me had already seen me naked from my regular shows I put on in front of the window, but I could never be sure. I got three envelopes out and on each, wrote Kim XXX on both sides. Then I slipped a few naked photos in each and left them unsealed. I put them in my purse, then nonchalantly took a stroll around the complex.

I let each envelope "accidentally" fall out of my purse at strategic locations, where I'd hoped a man of my choosing would find them. I went back to my apartment and peeked out the window to see if my plan had worked. And like a charm, it did. Each envelope was discovered by the desired recipient. I imagined each man jerking off to my pictures as I stood there peeking out of my window, two fingers deep in my pussy.

The thrill I got from being 100% sure at least five men (including Don) in my apartment complex had seen me totally naked is hard to describe. Casually running into one of these men would turn me on for the rest of the day and night. I was in a constant state of arousal, typically masturbating 2-3 times a day.

Don was getting fucked hard every night. But sadly, it didn't last. With his long hours at work, we were growing apart. After about a month of contemplation I asked Don for a divorce. He moved out the next day. We parted as friends, but he was very hurt.

I started dating a guy from the gym. Despite the great sex, the relationship didn't last long. Shortly after it ended, I started dating another guy from the gym. A guy Don didn't like. That relationship also ended quickly.

After the second relationship I started reconsidering my split with Don. What had I done? I still loved him. I decided to ask him for a trial reconciliation. He wouldn't hear of it at first, but eventually invited me over on a Saturday night to discuss it.

He explained how much I had hurt him and that he didn't know if he could ever get over me having feelings for two guys I'd fucked from the gym. He could handle the physical on its own but combined with an emotional attachment, it was just too much.

"Let me think on it, Kim."He said. "But you may not like what I come up with."

I really didn't care what he came up with. I was very clear in my mind. I was willing to do whatever it took to win him back. I was desperate.

Two days later, Don invited me over to discuss things. We sat down on his couch and he handed me a piece of paper. On it was the following list:

Two 1-night stands (different guys)

MMF threesome with black guys

Blindfolded gangbang

Find a fuck-buddy you have no feelings for

"What is this?" I asked, studying the piece of paper.

"This is how we get back together. I know you haven't had many experiences, so I need to know you're not thinking about those idiots from the gym you fucked. You need new experiences to scramble your memory. If you have some exciting sexual experiences, you won't be pining away for those assholes."

*Interesting theory* I thought.

"Don, if this is what you need, I'll agree to it. But I think you're fucking nuts. And Are you sure you can handle it? And you can go ahead and cross the gangbang and interracial threesome off that list. Those are hot fantasies, but I have no idea how'd we'd go about organizing either. I don't even know any black guys."

"I'm still pissed at you, Kim. You see those dickheads you dated all the time at the gym. I need this. I'll personally arrange for the gangbang, but you take care of the rest; minus the threesome. When the list has been completed, we'll get back together."

I thought I could work through the list in short order. The 1-night stands would be a breeze, as would finding a fuck-buddy, leaving only the blindfolded gangbang, which Don was arranging. This was going to be quick and easy. I was uneasy about the whole thing, but giddy about getting my man back.

As soon as I got back to my apartment, I called Jeremy, the maintenance man. I told him to come over and look at my sink again. I quickly adjusted my full length cheval mirror in my bedroom. I placed it at the precise angle to allow anyone standing in the doorway of my apartment to see me, otherwise hidden from view, through the reflection.

I got naked and wrapped myself and my hair in a towel to make it appear as though I'd just gotten out of the shower. I went to the sink and dampened the ends of my hair and waited for Jeremy. I figured out the exact place I needed to stand for maximum exposure. Then there was a knock at my door.

"Hang on!" I yelled. I ran to open the door, appearing flustered. "I just got out of the shower." I subtly moved Jeremy where I needed him to stand and said, "Don't move! I'll be right back!" I hurried back into my bedroom and disappeared from view. I took my position at my strategic location and let the towel drop from my body. I took the other towel off of my head and started fake drying my hair.

With the towel in constant motion and mostly covering my face, I was able to discreetly peek at my mirror to see Jeremy staring right at me and adjusting his obvious erection. Knowing I had my audience, I slowed down to let him savor the show. I pretended to struggle with my decision on what to wear, standing naked, in full view of Jeremy.

This was hot and really intense. I put my panties on, threw on a tee shirt, and walked back to Jeremy. Once again, he was sporting an obvious erection. I apologized for making him wait. When I turned around to face my bedroom, I said, "Wait a minute. Holy shit! With that mirror, you can see right into my bedroom! Were you just watching me, Jeremy?"

"No!" He exclaimed.

"Then what's THIS!" I asked, grabbing his hard cock through his jeans.

"Kim, I am so sorry! You're gorgeous. What could I do?"

"I'll tell you what you could do! You could take off all of your clothes, so I can see you naked too! Fair is fair, Jeremy."

"Seriously?" He asked.

"Seriously!" I answered. I reached for his belt buckle and released it. I unfastened the button, lowered the zipper, then lowered his pants. He pulled his shirt over his head, revealing a surprisingly masculine body. I pulled his underwear down and he stepped out of them. His large, veiny cock was hard as iron. I pulled off my shirt and got on my knees in front of him. I grabbed his cock and brought it to my lips. I engulfed his swollen head with my mouth and started going to town. I stroked his cock, squeezed and pulled his balls and sucked him like a pro. He moaned with pleasure. A lot! I was looking forward to getting fucked by this moron when...

"Oh my God! I'm going to cum!"

I didn't have time to stop him. As soon as he said it, he was shooting his massive load straight to the back of my throat. All I could do was hold on and swallow as fast as I could. It was obvious he was backed up. To cum that fast with that big of a load, I'd say he really needed it. I squeezed every last drop out of him and slurped it up, then licked him clean. I licked my lips and looked up at him.

"OK, Jeremy, here's the deal; you and I are going to be fuck-buddies for a while. I'll call you, you don't call me. If you start trying to wife me up, this little arrangement is over. Understand?"

"I understand."

*Fuck-buddy: CHECK!*

The next two nights I was able to cross the two 1-night stands off my list. It was like taking candy from a baby (two babies). Both nights were fun, yet unremarkable.

Don had left me a message not to make any plans for Saturday night. I assumed that would be my blindfolded gangbang. This was all pretty fucking crazy, but I had to win him back. *Why the blindfold?*

He asked me to come over Friday to go over the run-of-show. Classic accountant. I was to come over the next night at 7:00p. The guys would arrive at 8:00p. He walked me through how he imagined things would unfold. He reassured me the guys he recruited didn't know me, were good dudes and good looking. When he was done reassuring me, he tossed me a black blindfold.

"Here... Try this on." He said.

"Where did you get this?" I asked.

"Castle." He said.

I put on the blindfold. It blocked out all the light. I literally couldn't see a thing.

"Wear whatever you want when you come over. Just make sure you bring the blindfold and wear some sexy bra and panties."

"Don, we don't have to do this." I said. "I never think of the guys I dated when we separated. Like, NEVER."

"Bullshit." Don said. "This isn't for you, it's for me. I'm never going to get over it if we don't do something drastic. You had real feelings for the guys you fucked. A wild night of casual sexual fun might replace any memories you have of fucking those guys."

I was feeling apprehensive when I left. I drove straight to Castle Megastore. It didn't take long to find the exact blindfold Don had given me. I bought it and drove home. Something about wearing a blindfold really bothered me. This was Don's fantasy, not mine. I knew I'd feel a lot better about this if I could actually see who was fucking me.

I found my old sewing kit when I got home and went to work. I took apart the new blindfold, removing the inner pad and cloth, leaving only the thin black mesh on the outside. It looked exactly the same from the outside, but from the inside I could easily see everything. It wasn't much different from wearing dark sunglasses.

By the time Saturday rolled around I was very nervous and just a little excited. Just as planned, I arrived at 7:00p. I wore my sexiest see-through, matching bra and panties under my casual jeans and tee-shirt. He poured us some wine and sat me down.

"OK, Kim, I can tell you're nervous, but really, you can trust me. You don't know any of these guys, but I know each of them. They're all good looking. They're all very cool."

"Then why do I need a blindfold?" I asked.

"You don't. It's just a fantasy of mine that you're blindfolded. I think it'll be hot, but if you don't want to-"

"No, I don't mind." I said nervously.

"Good." He said. "The guys will get here at 8:00. You'll be waiting in the bedroom. Once everyone is ready, I'll come and get you. I'll lead you out and then we'll start the party."

Don and I polished off the bottle of wine and opened another, watching the clock wind down. At 7:50, Don poured me a stiff drink and I went into the bedroom to wait. My heart was beating through my chest. This would be the craziest thing I'd ever done. Don's apartment wasn't exactly a luxury penthouse. It was always being worked on. He was in the process of replacing an old light on the wall, leaving only a hole in the drywall, exposing a junction box.

I pushed a chair to the wall and stepped up. Looking into the hole I could see cracks of light behind the junction box coming from the living room. *Perfect!* I thought. I could see the men as they arrived. I needed to see who was going to be fucking me tonight.

That first knock at the door made my heart sink. *Here we go!* In walked two men. *OH MY GOD! What the fuck???* They were two guys from the gym. Matt and Ethan. I saw them almost everyday. What the fuck was Don doing?

*KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK*

Two more men walked in. More guys from the gym! This time it was Tim and Kenny. I was friends with Tim's girlfriend, Maggie. I hated Kenny and Don knew it! Kenny thought he was God's gift to women. Sure he was great looking and had a good job, but his arrogance was insufferable. Obviously Don was still pissed off and totally fucking with me.

Another knock, another man from the gym. This time it was Marcus. Marcus was a big, hot black guy. Also a regular. They were ALL regulars at the gym. How could I fuck this group of guys? I couldn't go through with this.

Don served all the men drinks. I watched them shoot the shit with each other and have a great time throwing back Don's booze. Suddenly, Don brought them in close and started to whisper. "OK; keep in mind that Kim thinks you're all complete strangers. It's a fantasy of hers we're all going to help her fulfill, but you can't reveal that you know her or the fantasy will be ruined.

*That motherfucker!* I was pissed. I climbed down from the chair, stripped down to my bra and thong and waited for Don. I had no idea what I was going to say to him.

Don tapped lightly at my door and entered. He smiled at me with such joy. Such love. My anger melted away and I was overwhelmed with feelings of love for this man. I was staring into the eyes of the man I was going to spend the rest of my life with. I would do whatever he needed me to do.

"Are you ready?" He asked. "Listen Kim, I know this is a little fucked up, but I need you to have such an amazing time tonight that you'll never again think about your ex's. If you don't enjoy yourself, I mean REALLY enjoy yourself, this is all just a weird waste of time."

"OK Don. And you're sure you can handle me enjoying myself?"

"Yes! I love you Kim. This is for us. This is how we have a future again. I need you to have the greatest sex of your life tonight."

I threw my arms around his neck and stuck my tongue down his throat in the most passionate kiss. When it ended, I pulled the new see-through blindfold out of my purse and Don gently put it on. *This was really happening!*

I made up my mind that regardless of how much I actually enjoyed myself, I needed to put on a performance making it look like I was having amazing sex. I didn't know why he chose guys I knew from the gym, but he clearly had his reasons. It didn't matter. I could make this sacrifice for him. After all, I'm the one who created this mess. I was lucky he was giving me a second chance. This was my penance.

Don took my hand and wearing only the blindfold and my see-through bra and thong panties, he led me out of the room and into the living room where the five men were waiting. I kept reminding myself that I couldn't see a thing and needed to act accordingly.

"Wow!" Said Kenny as they all looked me over. "Just wow!"

Don turned to face me and planted a big wet kiss on me while squeezing my butt with both hands. I watched Matt stand up and walk behind me, softly sliding his hand between my legs, pressing it firmly against my silk covered pussy. Matt took his other hand around my waist and slid it up my belly to cup my breast and squeeze my nipple.

Don stepped away from me and motioned for the other guys to come over. Ethan was the first to come over. He seemed nervous. I acted surprised when I felt his lips on mine. Ethan and I had been flirting with each other ever since I started working at the club. This felt a little too intimate, but I played it cool and just went with it and passionately kissed him back.

Matt was still rubbing my pussy and massaging my breast. Tim and Marcus just watched from the couch sipping their drinks. I thought of Maggie. Normally I'd never cross that line, but I was blindfolded. Tonight I'd be absolved of all of my behavior. As far as anyone in this room was concerned, I had no idea who I was fucking.

I reached down and started rubbing Ethan's hard cock through his pants. These guys were doing quite a number on me. I was getting REALLY turned on. Matt unclasped my bra and let it fall to the floor. Next I felt his thumbs slip inside the waist of my panties and slowly slide them down to the floor.