My naughty Sue still wanted to be exposed to strangers while making it look accidental or she had no choice. Having no choice meant she lost a bet and was honor bound to pay it off. It meant accepting a dare and again honor bound to do it or face the consequences — which she hoped meant she had to flash or strip. As long as it wasn’t her fault and didn’t have to admit it.

She loved wearing wrap around skirts on windy days with her hands full so she couldn’t cover up. Usually, she had panties on, but not always. Her beautiful trimmed pussy glistening in the sun was a constantly pretty sight. I was always nearby to take pictures we would later enjoy or maybe share with friends as she pretended embarrassment yet watched through spread fingers.

She usually went to work braless in button down blouses that gaped at nipple level when she moved. Any and everyone on her right were treated to her perfect stiff nipple as she pretended not to know. I was seated on her right one day when a coworker was next to me and Sue put both fists on her hips. Her nipple level button popped with enough energy that she had to know — she briefly glanced at the open button. The usual small gap easily tripled and exposed her shapely naked tit and stiff nipple floating under her top. At least the two of us closest to her licked our lips. When she moved away, I asked the other guy what he felt when he saw a full bare tit. He looked at Sue, then back at me with a puckered smile and wriggling fingers, “I want to squeeze and suck it.” I smiled and nodded. Neither of us told Sue her top was open — she wouldn’t like that.

One Saturday, she went deep sea fishing with several guys from work. I didn’t go since I’d feed the fish rather than catch any. The photos she brought back confirmed my suspicions. They all showed her in her small, low riding, blue bikini bottoms and halter top. The top that flapped in any breeze and exposed one full tit or both. In every photo, two of the men had their arms around her and were flexing her shoulders so her tits were popping out and exposed to them and often to the camera. Seeing her shapely B cup and perfect nipple(s) clearly lit in daylight still made my cock throb. Once I accepted she was an exhibitionist, I helped contrive scenes where she was “accidentally” exposed. She wasn’t ready to admit it yet.

We often had small groups of people over for grilling or impromptu gatherings. When Sue came to the table with hands full, I’d reach out to help. Instead, I’d push her tube top down to expose her tits and leave her hands full. Sometimes, I’d pull her loosened bikini bottoms down instead. Exposing her pussy like that gave her a huge thrill. After staggering to the table with her bottoms around her ankles, she’d take her time putting the tray down to give everyone a long look at her beautiful pussy, then turn to show us her sweet ass and finally bend to pull up her bikini as we stared at her butt hole and swollen pussy. Noisy complaints aside, she loved blushing and exposing everything.

Planning a bigger exposure that still seemed accidental became harder beyond the simple acts. I came up with a scene, but I chose not to share some details and hoped her reaction would be strong enough. “Honey, lets catch a movie matinee. The film isn’t important.” I winked. She understood she was in for some fun and the less she knew the better. “Wear a movie skirt (meaning short and loose) and a button down short sleeve blouse.” She gave me a wry look. “Don’t ask.”

Choosing 50 Shades (before I knew how awful it was) guaranteed the type of audience I wanted — horny and bold. I took an aisle seat in the middle section a dozen or so rows from the back. Several people were near us in the middle section and across in a side section. Sue took a seat to my right and sunk into her seat to watch the movie. She surprised me when she got into a few of the raw sex and whipping scenes. Once she started getting aroused, I added my personal touch. When she started rubbing her chest, I opened her buttons in the dark. When I opened the last and pulled her top wide open, she was panting and ignored the cold air making her nipples hard and the flickering film lighting her tits for those around us who heard her gasps.

As she rubbed her tits, I slid a hand up her thigh taking her loose skirt up her sexy legs. Once her skirt reached her hips, I gently rubbed her slit, her swelling clit, and her taint. When I pushed her panties aside, entered her wet warmth, and sucked a perfect nipple, she gasped and climaxed. Unusually aroused enough to extract my cock, she began stroking it as I pushed her skirt to her navel. A sudden bright scene lit up her exposed pussy, tits, and hand on my cock. All that was too much for her to ignore.