1. Rachel's Dare - Part 3


    Date: 1/21/2017, Categories: Exhibitionism, Author: staceyshackleton, Rating: 7, Source: LushStories

    the corners of her mouth clearly twitched in what looked like a suppressed laugh, "I guess I didn't recognise you, what with, you know, you actually having clothes on!" Rachel lost the battle to suppress her laugh as she finished off her sentence, and the laughter almost drowned out the final few words. I rolled my eyes in silent protest at Rachel's obvious teasing, and she waved away my grumbles with a flick of her hand. "Sorry," she continued, "I was sure I could get that out with a straight face," Rachel grinned and I just shook my head in mock sadness at her inability to properly deliver a decent teasing. That only caused Rachel to laugh more though. She gave me a wink, whisked her phone out of her bag, and made a show of checking something on the screen. Holding it up in front of her, so she could see both me and the screen, she seemed to critically assess something, switching her eyes back between me and the screen several times. I rolled my eyes again. Clearly she was looking at the 'evidence' of our walk yesterday morning. After a few moments of to'ing and fro'ing, Rachel seemed to visibly settle on a decision. "Yes, now I've checked yesterday morning's photos again, I can definitely see a resemblance!" I stuck my tongue out at her at that point, only causing her to laugh even more. "Of course," she continued, once she'd re-gathered a measure of self-control, "a woman can never be too careful in making sure who she's talking to is really who they say they are." ...
    Leaning in closer, and treating me to a gentle whiff of her perfume, Rachel whispered. "Perhaps you should take off that stuffy shirt, just so I can compare like with like." Turning her phone around so that I could see what she'd been looking at, I was greeted with the sight of me - completely naked - standing by her car at the park, posing with my hands on my hips, and my chest and penis clearly on display. "I was going to suggest," Rachel added, airily, "that you show me the full goods, but we should probably save something for the walk back to your office!" Rachel smirked at that, clearly very pleased with herself. I coughed, gently pushed her phone away so that it lay - screen facing down - on the table, and delicately changed subjects. "Sorry I'm late," I said, avoiding Rachel's stare, knowing without looking that her eyes were still filled with mirth at my 'indiscreet' behaviour yesterday, "I've got a major work presentation after this, and wanted to make sure my slides were done." Rachel tut-tutted at that, waggling a finger in my face. "Now, now, never tell a woman that she's playing second fiddle to a powerpoint presentation. She might start to think she's losing her appeal." Nonetheless, she put a hand up and attracted the attention of one of the waitresses. As the visibly harassed woman came over, Rachel whispered, "Well, since you're in such a desperate hurry, we should order now. Besides, we have much to discuss over lunch." She winked at that. As I remembered the ...