Chapter 4: Friends

Pam had two close friends from college: Joanne Waltham who was a grade 6 school teacher in the Philadelphia area, and Diane Abruzzi who was an Assistant District Attorney, and up and coming star in the Pennsylvania legal circle.

Joanne was gentle, sandy haired, shorter than Pam, and a little more round with pillowy breasts and full buttocks: voluptuous in one word. Diane was dark-haired, tough and smart with a reputation for destroying defense witnesses. She was tall, almost 5 foot 10 inches with classy good looks, a tight athletic body and fabulous legs. Think Angie Harmon from Law and Order, only tougher and more stunning. Neither was married, although Joanne had a steady boy friend.

The three friends met every couple of weeks for drinks and dinner after work. They had a long discussion about women’s success in business, and the relative challenges women had. Both Pam and Diane strongly defended their independence from men, while Joanne talked about the pleasure in her relationship. After dinner and more alcohol at a downtown bar, Pam and Diane took turns claiming that women did not need men, and that they were enjoying life to the fullest.

Joanne asked if they felt sexually fulfilled (she had to defend having a man around), and the conversation became interesting. Diane the ice woman went into detail about her masturbation toys, and how she was able to achieve incredible orgasms. She described how she would masturbate naked in the backyard of her townhouse beside the fence where neighbors were having a BBQ. The thrill of exposure and being caught were important fantasies for the woman who was always in control. She was experimenting with personal bondage as a means to heighten her pleasure…again creating situations where she was helpless and could potentially be humiliated.

Pam did not feel comfortable enough with herself to go into such gory detail, besides she was shocked at Diane’s revelations. But also very turned on.  The alcohol had lowered her inhibitions so she went into the washroom and removed her panties, just for the thrill of riding home in the taxi with her now damp pussy exposed.

She hailed a cab feeling the breeze up under her skirt, stroking her bare flesh. Delightful and vulnerable. The cabby was tired and disinterested and paid her no attention. Under her overcoat she was able to slide her hand under the waistband of her skirt. With slow movements her fingers stroked up through her moist lips to her clit. Then back and slowly up again. The pleasure was intense, particularly since it was in public: an interesting idea that Diane had planted in her head.

Arriving at her building, Pam hurried to the elevator and then into her apartment, with a very strong desire to masturbate. She turned on the main entryway switch, and tossed her coat off, unbuttoned her blouse and let her skirt fall to her ankles. Picking up her skirt she threw it, the blouse and bra over the back of the sofa. She was still a little tipsy and horny as hell.

Her answering machine light was flashing so she went over to her work desk near the window and pressed the messages button. Listening to a boring voice mail from a client she looked up and suddenly realized that she had left the curtains wide open. A few silhouettes in a couple of the windows were looking her way, bringing to her attention that she was putting on a show.

Her pussy became damp again and she felt weak in the knees. What the hell let them look! It did make her feel hot. She went into her still dark bedroom, and lay on the bed. Pulling her knees up she spread her thighs and resumed the pleasurable stroking from the taxi. In minutes, her orgasm was a thundering roar. She moaned loudly for probably the first time in her life. The sensation was so intense she was panting and her body heaved as if in agony.

Now fully awake, she decided to go online to check email and do some browsing. Sitting at the living room table, breasts exposed to the voyeurs across the way, she sent an email to Diane and Joanne, thanking them for such a “stimulating” evening. She was sure that Diane would get it even if Joanne did not. “Let’s do it again very soon!” she finished brightly.

Still feeling horny and devil may care from the alcohol buzz; she decided to check out a couple of amateur porn sites she had stumbled on recently. She found it amazing that ordinary women –“girlfriends” and “wives” allowed themselves to be photographed in such an explicit manner. Often naked or partially dressed; some using “toys” to pleasure themselves. Most with their face in full view not blurred or disguised. Sometimes, giving oral sex to a man whose face was never seen. All captured by the camera, and presented for viewing by complete strangers.

Did these women know they were being exhibited?  Did “Housewife Barbara from Texas” enjoy showing herself off in public? Or was it her husband who got a kick out of it?  Pam wondered how it would feel to have herself displayed on these websites.

Pam left the website browsing and moved on to the chat rooms. She had wandered through many sexually explicit rooms before but had never had the courage to do anything but watch the dialog. She ignored any PMs that came to her. “PAM2001” was her usual online name. She had not wanted to get any attention and thus was as innocuous as possible.

On a whim she changed the name to “exhibitionist05”. The action was fast and furious. In the first room, she was PMed by half the room. “ASL?” “Hi”. It was overwhelming, but she did find it stimulating. Leaving the first room, she browsed the other room titles. “Horny girls for older men”, “bored housewives”, “women who like black cock”. Not very subtle, and not interesting for Pam.

Then she came upon a room that caught her attention. Amidst all the loud, preposterous rooms, she saw “bob’s club”. There were only three participants but she was curious.

“ASL? Appeared in the room dialog. Reflexively she replied: 28/f/philly.

Chapter 5: The Guys

Bob, Jim and Eddie were a recent friends having met during classes at a local Newark college. At 24 Bob was the oldest, Jim and Eddie 21 and 20 respectively. Apart from going to college together, they had other things in common. They were all struggling to find their way forward, they did not have steady girlfriends, and none of them enjoyed the local night scene, finding it to hectic and daunting. None of them had had any luck meeting girls that way, and they all had had embarrassing failures.

Bob at 24 was the oldest, and had just returned to school after trying two or three different careers that hadn’t worked out. The other two had no career direction, and figured they would work something out along the way. Bob had his own apartment which he paid for with some freelance photography. The other two still lived with their parents.

They each had found their way online where they could engage in the chat rooms anonymously, each with the hope of meeting a “hot chick”. The private room had been Bob’s idea. A place they could hook up in online, before venturing out into the uninhibited chat rooms. They would compare notes, take about girls they had met (at least they hoped they were girls), and plot to try and get information on the hot chicks, so they could track them down in the real world. They were currently working on “michelle69” and “sassylassy”.

Although they could have barred access to their private chat room, they had not bothered, and until now they had had no outsiders join in.

And then “exhibitionist05” appeared at their doorstep.