I accidentally flashed my husband’s workmate and now I’m obsessed with the way he looked at me

FEMALE POV. It happened on a Saturday morning. My husband had just left for work, and I was still half-asleep. I got up, took a quick shower, and wrapped myself in a towel. Just the usual routine. Then the doorbell rang. I thought it was my husband. Maybe he forgot something. So I opened the door without even checking. But it wasn’t him. It was Jay, his workmate. He came to drop off some tools they left at our place the night before. I froze. He froze. I was standing there, dripping wet in a towel that barely stayed on. He tried to look away, but I already saw his eyes scan me up and down. I laughed a little and told him to wait while I grabbed something to wear. But then, as I bent down to grab my phone from the floor near the couch, the towel slipped. It dropped. Fully. Right in front of him. He saw everything. I gasped and quickly grabbed it, my hands shaking a bit. I looked at him, and his face was red. He apologized, said it was fine, and stared hard at the wall like he was trying not to look again. He left quickly, said he’d come back later. I stood there for a second, heart racing. I should’ve been embarrassed. Maybe I was. But also… I felt something else. A thrill I couldn’t explain. That night, while my husband slept next to me, I kept thinking about Jay. Not just that he saw me naked. But the way he looked at me. Like I was something forbidden. Like he wanted me, even though he knew he shouldn’t. That look made me feel sexy in a way I hadn’t felt in a long time. The next time Jay came by, I didn’t try too hard to cover up. I wore a loose shirt with no bra and short shorts. I acted normal, like nothing ever happened. But I caught him stealing glances again. This time, I didn’t hide my smirk. Now I can’t stop thinking about it. That moment. That silence between us. That heat. It was just an accident. A small one. But part of me wants it to happen again. And maybe next time, I won’t cover up so fast.

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A Mother's Prison Visit

It was 1 years since Maria couldn't visit her son at prison because of the COVID outbreak. She always loved his son and he was everything for her but he was in wrong path. Authorities authorized intimate visits by the money and this was the only chance for her to see her son again and give him some goods. She came with heavy bags and hugged him. She was wearing a thin black yoga pants that didn't let anything to imagination and a white top that showed her huge tits cleavage and her thick arms. He grabbed her hips while hugging her. He could feel the string of her thong beneath the fabric. She caressed his neck and chest a d shoulders. Her son was more buffed since he was in prison. They seat each other while talking and showing him the groceries. The room was small, the bed was hard but comfy at least. It was s Avery hot day. The ate and watched tv. He was wearing a Jean. She told her to have a cold shower since there was a normal shower . He hadn't seen one a in a while.But he hestiated saying he wasn't wearing underwear. She said she bought him some clothes along with a pair of slips underwear. He didn't got excuses now. She took a towel ang went to the small bathroom. He couldn't take her eyes from his ass and tits. It was wider while she was sitting there. And the fabric more. He grabbed a towel and went to the shower. He showered, wrapped a towel at his waist an got out the bathroom. She was giving her back sitting at the bed. She turned to her son to give him the underwear. He was already semi bard. It was a long time he didn't see a woman and he was watching the most beautiful one. The outline of his big dick was somewhat visible under the towel. He said thanks and took it. She turned back to the tv so he could get dressed. He was nervous. But in some way he felt like free being having that confidence around mom. He unwrapped the towel completely exposing his semi hard cock . He looked the pair it slips with doubt. They were kinda small . He doubted that could pack his 23cm . Effectively they were so small his big semi hard dick pushed the fabric making a tent-like effect there, leaving a space there. They looked so ridiculous as arousing. She suddenly turned back again asking g if they're ok but both started to laugh looking how they fit. This is for teens mom he laughed. Oh really she said? Laughing at least to forget the wasted money. She said she barely could check the waist size she had a very limited time preparing this visit. But the situation was turning more exciting than fun. His balls were visible the tent in his bulge. They aren't that small she protested in a joking tone. He said I will get the jeans again, as he went to the bathroom she said she bought a short too. He took the jeans but they've fallen to the wet floor now they were useless. He came back taking the shorts and she turned to the tv without before glancing his dick again . His balls were clearly visible. He took them off but she suddenly turner back again asking if they're better. With the shorts in his hands and his hard dick fully exposed he said let's see and put them on . The effect of his mom being in from if his 23cm hard dick made his heart pump fast and he turned red. But he didn't cover him self. She never had problem with him being around naked while dressing. But that years ago when he was younger. He didn't knew she was still so confident about it. She would repeatedly glance his dick while he putted the shorts. She was proud of her son , and the fact that she was the cause of his erection filled her with joy and youth . Well they're some better he said. The shorts barely fitted but the contour of his hard dick was still visible. It was not only his big bulge. His muscles had grown since he was in prison. May be the prison gym or the testosterone. But there was the only thing there was to wear and be said, I guess for sleep they're ok and both laughed. She pinched a bit of the fabric without touching his dick, saying oh baby next time I'll be more careful. He said don't worry mom. His dick still hard under the thin shorts. He asked what she was watching and she turned back to the TV commenting about it.

I wore her brother’s boxers after my shower and I think he knows

Female POV. So I stayed over at my best friend’s place again. Nothing new, we’ve done it a hundred times. But this time her brother was home too — apparently back from a work trip or something. He’s older, maybe late 20s or early 30s, super quiet. Not awkward, just the type who doesn't talk unless there's something worth saying. Honestly? I never really paid attention to him before. But now… he looks different. Way taller than I remembered. Broader. Cleaner cut. There’s this calm, lowkey confidence to him now that I hadn’t noticed before. And the way he looked at me when I arrived? It wasn’t the look of someone seeing his sister’s best friend anymore. Anyway. That night, after we hung out and watched some dumb movie, my best friend went to bed early. I stayed up a bit then decided to shower before crashing in the guest room. The bathroom’s kind of between their rooms, and I realized, too late, I didn’t bring clean underwear from my bag. I figured I’d find something in the cabinet — my friend usually keeps some spare stuff for guests. I opened a drawer… and that’s when I saw them. Folded up. Clean. A pair of gray boxers. Not the thin, flimsy kind — the soft, structured kind that look like they actually belong to someone. I held them for a second, just looking. I knew they weren’t hers. I knew exactly whose they were. And I stood there, just wrapped in a towel, holding her brother’s underwear and thinking: Would it be that weird? I mean, it’s not like I was gonna do anything with them. I just didn’t want to sleep with nothing on. And they were right there. So… I put them on. And wow. I don’t know what I was expecting, but they felt nice. A little loose at the waistband, but snug in the right places. They sat low on my hips, the fabric soft against my skin. I looked in the mirror for a second and couldn’t help but smirk. I shouldn’t have looked that good in his boxers. But I did. Right as I was reaching for my shirt, I heard his voice — right outside the door. “You good in there?” I froze. “Yeah! Just getting dressed!” Silence. I didn’t hear footsteps after that. Not for a few seconds. Like maybe he stayed there, listening. Or maybe I was just imagining it. I slipped on my shirt and went straight to bed, heart still racing. The next morning, I walked into the kitchen to grab coffee. He was already there. Hoodie on, hair messy, sipping from a mug. He looked up at me, eyes lingering just a little too long. Just enough to make it obvious he noticed something. And then — I swear — he smirked. Like he knew. I didn’t say anything. Just smiled, grabbed my cup, and leaned on the counter like nothing was weird. But all I could think was… What if he really knew I was wearing them? And more importantly — what would he do if he found them in my laundry later?

The Insecurities of a Small Town Girl

Could you please include all the following story details in chronological order. Could you start with this paragraph setting up where Tom and Ellie are in their relationship: Tom and Ellie had finally moved into their house together. And with the wedding planning going on too, they had been very busy - which might have explained why to Ellie they seems to have hit a bit of a dry spell sexually. Ellie grew up in a conservative small town, and was pretty reserved anyway, but she had been a bit disappointed at Tom’s lack of passion and stamina in bed… and even though it felt bad to say it, his size. She had seen very few penises in her life, but Tom’s definitely seemed on the smaller side, about four inches long and quite thin. She would feel some pleasure when he entered her (always with a condom of course) but it never built up anything. She wondered if maybe she just wasn’t a sexual person. Tom definitely had his insecurities too, he had hinted to Ellie that something had gone very wrong with his past serious relationship - he had been engaged before - and he half mentioned it was to do with someone at work that he hated. But Ellie always thought he needn’t be jealous… she wasn’t like that. She wouldn’t cheat, and she was very happy in their relationship otherwise, Tom was so Kind and gentle and supportive. That morning Ellie decided She would continue setting up everything in their home. Tom was at work. He walked into the busy office. Lo and behold there was his enemy Jackson, the rival sales manager who was always outselling him…. Jackson thought a lot of himself. I mean he was 6 ft 6, black, handsome, super muscular and charming and as unfortunately Tom had become aware via his former fiancé, Jackson was blessed with a huge 10 Inch thick BBC dick. Jackson was currently bragging to a few people gathered around him about the woman he had gone on a date with the previous night. “She took one look at it, and she ran…. Couldn’t believe it. You’d be surprised how much it happens. Women can’t handle the size. Especially the thickness”. Tom couldn’t believe his vulgarity. He went to his cubicle and set up his laptop. Suddenly his phone rang - Ellie was video calling him. He answered it - she just wanted to check about dinner. As they were talking, suddenly Ellie looked distracted, looking over Tom’s shoulder - Tom turned, there was Jackson leaning over him. “Hey lil Tom, you know there’s no personal calls allowed on the office floor”. Tom turned to Ellie “I better go babe: love you”. He hung up. Jackson smirked at him. “Who’s the beautiful lady?” “My fiancé… Ellie” Tom finally said, hating divulging information to Jackson - he didn’t trust him at all. “God you sure do always have beautiful girlfriends man… I was just thinking about your last one… what was her name again? Laura? Oh my god dude, she was so tight. Like really, I had never felt my dick gripped so hard before. I could have sworn she had never been fucked before. She clearly wasn’t getting stretched out with you…. Hope you’re keeping Ellie satisfied though. Don’t want her looking elsewhere.” And with that Jackson winked and left Tom. Tom thought about the veiled threat and shuddered.