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   The Chronicles of Exhibitionism Part III



   There was an episode of the old TV show "Friends" where some guy walked
around wearing shorts with no underwear and every time he hiked his leg up
on a piece of furniture he would flash someone unintentionally.  This was
one of the funniest episodes I ever saw, but it also gave me an idea.

   This episode came out about the time I started going commando.  All my
life, I had taken every opportunity to catch a glimpse up some girl's
shorts but I had never considered giving other people controlled access up
mine.

   I was working for a company who did home deliveries and my uniform was a
polo shirt and a pair of medium length shorts.  I had not worn underwear,
even at work, for a while now.  This afforded me the opportunity to reach
into my shorts leg while driving from house to house and give myself a good
tug.

   After watching that episode of "Friends", I concocted the idea to flash
someone "accidentally".  I decided that my target should be younger and
more curious than an adult.  I remembered the days of flashing the 13 year
old neighbor years ago and how I knew her own curiosity kept her from
alarming anyone else.

   I got hard just at the thought of someone unsuspectingly catching a
glimpse of my cock.  I experimented at different houses.  My job often
required me to come into the house and sit while customers sifted through
catalogs and often tended to other chores while I waited.  Often, it was
their kids who were left to entertain me while I waited.

   At one house, I sat at the kitchen table while a woman looked through
catalogs.  She kept several kids in her home and this particular day, one
of them kept crawling under the kitchen table and peeking up at me
playfully.  She was only about four or five, not necessarily the age group
I was looking for, but perfect for a first-time practice run.  The girl
would scurry out of the kitchen and play with the others, then sneak back
under the kitchen table and peek up between my legs at me.  She did this
several times and each time she left, I would reach into the leg of my
shorts and tug on my cock.  Each time my cock grew longer and harder and I
adjusted the leg of my shorts so that the hole was as wide as possible.

   Suddenly, my heart racing and half paying attention to the women above
the table, the girl shuffled under the table again and I moved my hands
away from my legs.  I looked down between my legs and this time the girl
was not peeking back up at me but staring straight at my cock.  When I
realized this I could feel my face flush, my heart raced uncontrollably,
and my cock was probably harder than it has ever been.

   The girl just sat there for several minutes as a thousand thoughts raced
through my mind: What if she brings it to everyone's attention?  What if
she brings the other kids under the table?  What if she touches it?

   I didn't have an answer to any of those questions.  When I did glance
under the table, the girl looked up at me with an amused look on her face
then went straight back to staring at my cock.  She made no attempt to hide
this.

   I was nervous for the rest of the day, but nothing was ever said about
the incident and I continued to experiment with this method everywhere I
went.  I successfully flashed girls at fast food restaurants who happened
to be sitting across from me.  I learned that I could aim my leg in almost
any direction and flash one person in a room while everyone else remained
oblivious.

   I flashed so many girls that I lost count, but the reactions were always
the same- A jaw-dropping, amused look on their face, and complete silence.
I always pretended that I had no idea that my cock was laying out on
display just beside my leg.

   One thirteen-year-old girl stared for a moment then tapped her friend
sitting next to her and directed her gaze towards my crotch as well.  They
then shared a smile and continued staring as my cock swelled under the
attention.

   I flashed one eight-year-old girl so often that she began to expect it
and I became so comfortable with her that I actually started reaching down
and stroking it under the kitchen table while she watched.

   My favorite up-short of all time was Kim.  Kim was about 11 or 12 and I
had not met her before.  I had been coming to her grandmother's house for a
while and her wall was plastered with beauty pageant pictures- all of Kim.
Kim was cute for sure.

   Every time I came to her grandmother's house, I was left to wait on the
living room couch while she prepared lunch in the kitchen.  Today was no
exception.  Today, Kim sat in the recliner directly across from me and
looked through a magazine.  I also sat silently since I had never talked to
her before.  I decided to flash her.

   I held my hand-held computer in my lap and began slowly pushing down
with it onto the base of my cock.  I adjusted the leg of my shorts as she
was looking away and continued slowly rocking the computer along the shaft
of my semi-erect penis.

   I wasn't sure how much you could see from across the room.  All I know
is that Kim suddenly glanced over towards me and her eyes locked onto my
crotch.  As soon as she did, my cock grew several more inches instantly and
my face turned beet red.  Kim did not notice though because she had lain
her magazine down and had never taken her eyes off of my growing cock which
was apparently completely visible from across the room.

   Again, my mind raced with a thousand questions.  I had never met this
girl before.  She wasn't necessarily comfortable with me, so I didn't know
what to expect.  She just continued to stare until suddenly Grandma walked
back in from the kitchen and kicked her out of her recliner.  Kim bounced
across the living room and plopped down on the couch right next to me.  I
quickly adjusted myself so that Grandma could not see up my shorts.  Kim
glanced amusingly from my crotch to the recliner as if to read my mind.

   I went on with business as usual, all the while Kim sat beaming the
brightest smile at me.  She became very interested in what I was doing and
wanted to play with the hand-held computer.  I obliged.  It was the least I
could do and I was relieved that I had not horrified her.  If anything I
had piqued her curiosity.

   I only ever saw Kim once more while I worked that job as she was usually
in school when I came by.

   The very next week, I stopped by her grandmother's house prepared for a
repeat performance.  Not only was she ready and waiting, but she brought a
friend.

   I sat down on the couch and immediately Kim and her friend sat down next
to me.  Grandma was in the kitchen as usual and I could tell by the
friend's constant stare at my crotch that Kim had told her.

   Kim enthusiastically made small talk with me which further reinforced
the fact that I had not traumatized her as I had feared.  Kim's friend
nervously glanced back and forth between her and my crotch.

   I can take a hint.  I turned sideways on the couch towards the girls
and, as I did, I reached down and pulled the leg of my shorts open.  I
tried not to be too obvious, but at this point I knew what they expected so
I gave it to them.  Both girls smiled as my cock came into view and they
stared at it for a moment until grandma came back from the kitchen.  I
quickly recovered and listened intently as grandma rattled off her order.
Kim wanted to put the order into my hand-held, so I handed it to her.

   I was still a little nervous about the friend.

   Grandma disappeared back into the kitchen and Kim sat cross-legged next
to me fumbling with the hand-held between her legs.

   This is when I realized that, ironically, I could see directly up Kim's
shorts.  As she held the computer an inch from her crotch, I had a clear
view of her panty-covered pussy.  I could almost make out the impression of
her young lips as they strained against white cloth.  To this day, I wonder
if she had any idea that she had returned the favor.

   She brought me back to the moment when she couldn't figure out how to
work the computer.  I reached over and held the bottom of the computer
while punching buttons with my thumb.  I noticed that my pinky finger
extended toward her pussy and was within millimeters of touching it.  We
both fumbled with the buttons on the hand-held and I eased closer and
closer to touching her pussy with my pinky.  I continued easing closer ever
so slightly while I debated in my mind whether or not this was a good idea.
I moved so slowly that I'm not sure how much I actually moved at all.  I'm
not even sure at this point if I actually ever touched it.  I can't be
certain.  All I do know is that Grandma popped back around the corner and
told Kim to give me back my computer.  Kim surrendered it back and we
finished out the order.

   I never saw Kim again after that, but I often wonder how far we could
have pushed the envelope.  I often fantasized about her flashing me, but
with no panties on this time.  That never happened though.
   To Be Continued...