A real-life Exhibitionist Phone Sex story for your reading pleasure.
Sit back and relax as you read my Exhibitionist Phone Sex story. Several years ago I attended a charity event on the East Coast. It was not just a one-night affair, but rather a three-day event. There would be speakers along with different symposiums that one could attend. The main event, however, was to be a huge black-tie dinner which I was very much looking forward to. The trip started out fine. The flight? On-time. My luggage? Not lost, and the car service? Prompt. Once at the Hotel things changed rapidly.
My suite had been given away in error and I placed on the ground floor in a regular room.
Normally I would not care about this at all, the problem was when I got to my room I was at the street level. Again, not a huge deal. The problem was when I tried to draw the curtains closed over the blinds that were stuck open they wouldn’t budge, anyone walking by on the sidewalk could see into my room. I made my way to the front desk to ask that this be fixed before nightfall. It was promised that it would be. Then I went on my merry way to walk around the city before the first symposium started. When I returned the curtains were fixed but the blinds were still in the open position. I would just have to keep the curtains closed as I disrobed or dressed each day.
Fast forward to the night of the black-tie dinner.
As I walked out of the bathroom the curtains were on the floor. The rod that they had them on was snapped in half. This meant that all could see into my room since the blinds had not been fixed. I quickly made my way to the light switch and turned them off. Although the lights were off I could still see due to the street lights outside. I would have to get ready in the dark.
Most people would gather their things, head into the bathroom, get ready and that would be that.
However, I am not like most people. I absolutely HATE getting ready in a bathroom where there is dampness. I refuse. It is stuffy, your clothing stick to you, you cannot properly do your make-up or hair and it is just a massive pet peeve that I have. My thought was that if I stayed far enough away from the window it would not be a problem. I would get dressed then turn the lights back on to finish my make-up and hair. I pulled the towel off of my body then started to get my lingerie out.
As I was doing so I was not facing the window. I was bending over the side of the bed to retrieve my stockings when I noticed a slight shadow on the wall.
I spun around to see a man standing on the sidewalk smiling in at me. He acknowledged the fact that I was now aware of him by giving me a slight nod and smile. He looked to his left then to his right, then returned to staring at me. For a moment I had forgotten I had no clothes on except for the towel wrapped around my hair. I started to grab for the discarded towel then I thought better of it. There was no way this man would know who I was, nor would he be able to see my face clearly so I thought I would have some fun. This no longer was an Exhibitionist Phone Sex fantasy told to me by a caller, this is real life!
A little side note. At this point, I had been doing Phone Sex for a few years.
There were many to whom I had spoken to in the past who shared with me their own stories but now I would be able to share with them my very own Exhibitionist Phone Sex story. Instantly I became excited by the prospect. I sat on the edge of the bed, slowly spread my legs, tilted my head back and began running one hand over my tits, down my stomach, and finally down to my semi-wet pussy.
Every so often I would glance at the window to make sure he was still watching and he was.
Just knowing a stranger was watching me made me almost cum immediately. I slowed down several times because this might be my one and only chance of ever being able to do this. I took my time, enjoyed my body, worked myself up into a frenzy then came. When I once more opened my eyes he was no longer there. All of a sudden I felt incredibly stupid and embarrassed. Not only that but I realized that I was late for dinner. I mentally scolded myself, then readied myself for the black-tie event.
The next day I was still mad at myself for doing what I had done.
I was just about to go out of the room when there was a knock at the door. Upon opening the door there was one of the Hotel staff with the biggest arrangement of roses I have ever seen. I thanked them, placed the flowers on the table then read the card. I thought the were from my husband and thought how sweet it was for him to do this for me. Imagine my shock when the card said, “Thank you for the show, I had to leave early to take care of “business”. Your Biggest Fan, The Watcher xoxo.”
To this day I still have the card that came with those roses.
Of course, I couldn’t take them with me on the plane back home, but I still have the card, and memory of him and our secret time together, and now I can use this experience on my Exhibitionist Phone Sex calls.
Speaking of which, if you have an affinity for a Stocking Fetish, then I invite you to read one of my past blogs.
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