Hello everybody, will be posting my second story now...just wanted to say something beforehand. I have had a couple of people sheepishly say stuff about how they want to chat but were rather awkward about it because they don't want to offend me. Now before I go any further in case I have ever come off stand-offish please don't think that way about me. I like to chat with people as long as we're respectful and if you want sexy chat, I don't mind that either (once again with a bit of mutual respect all is good
) Now with that out of the way let's continue.
So this story was told to me by my step-dad. He told me never to tell her and that she didn't tell me directly shoud say something about how she isn't proud of it. My mum usually being open says something about how she wouldn't talk about this story. Also this story is once again paraphrased from what I was told especially since I wasn't there at the time.
So apparently this happened when my mum was around 26 years old (meaning I was like 4 at the time).
It happened in Spring, my mum was 26 years old and was working as an English teacher at a local Primary school. She had been single for like 4 years due to her not really being able to get over my dad (he was her first love) and so was usually juggling a lifstyle of being a mother and a teacher, this lifestyle often left her frustrated and tired (not to mention we didn't exactly have lots of money).
Not really feeling like meeting someone my mother would as I have stated before find outlets for her frustration in forms of exhibitionism and exposure. Funnily enough though back then she apparently wasn't too confident in full exposure and would often only go around in like her underwear for example. Still though our neighbours enjoyed the show, one in particular, a married man of 45 really liked my young mother's underwear clad self.
Funnily enough I remember the man (vaguely), his name was Mr Daniels from what I can remember and he was a rather short man but well-built (short but wide), was balding and had dark brown eyes. From what I can remember he was a bit of knob who had a short temper. He had two sons who were both trouble makers and just seemed like the usual problem children (would create problems at school and on the streets). The youngest was 2 years older than me with the older of the two being 4 years older than me, though my mum often told me not to play with them (for good reason).
Anyway Mr Daniels clearly liked my mother's shows and would often show up to visit her whenever he could. My mother however would often get dressed whenever he was around because she hated him and thought he wasn't worth the shows since he was such a creep. Another interesting fact was that his wife Mrs Daniels was attractive being like 10 years younger or so, she had long blonde hair, blue eyes, curvy figure and was always wearing her hair done up to high heaven. I didn't understand why he would creep on my mum so much when he had a wife like that at home but whatever.
So anyway usually being rather stressed with her job as a mother and a teacher. She took the day off and my aunt agreed to look after me till the evening so my mum could relax at home for a while. To be honest my mum has never been the relaxing type (XD she is a bit of a work-a-holic) and so found it really hard to stay home alone when somebody knocked on the door.
Going over to answer it, on the other side was a Mr Daniels. "Hey Nicole..." He answered apparently disappointed that she wasn't in her undies.
"...Hi Bill..." She replied awkwardly.
Apparently he came over to asking if he could borrow something though I can't remember what it was (clearly one of his many excuses to see her answer the door hopefully in underwear). Feeling rather bored she invited him inside and asked him if he wanted something to drink whilst he waits. He agreed and began waiting inside the living room, inspecting the house with every step.
My mum got the drinks and then went to search for whatever Bill asked for (once again can't remember much just that it was some kind of tool). Anyway she went and got it before bringing it out to him and Bill began talking to her. It started off as simple small talk. It was awkward though because he clearly was trying to lead it somewhere before just outright stating whatever he wanted to. "So I noticed that you started to wear clothes whenever I'm around...why is that?"
My mum apparently was a bit dumbstruck by his blunt question and just decided to be just as blunt. "I don't think a married man should complain about me not getting naked for him..." She was pretty harsh about it but apparently it didn't seem to bother him.
"Well any guy would be upset to see such a lovely young woman dressed up..."
He was clearly trying to be smooth but my mother wasn't buying it. Soon however after he saw that she clearly didn't care, he pulled out his wallet. "So I was thinking, if you really have an issue with showing me the goods, maybe we could work out some kind of deal?"
Now my mum isn't a sl*t or a wh*r*. She would never do anything like have sex for money and would always respect herself and her body enough to know when men are below her. But like I already said around this time we were struggling for cash due a multitude of things and so I guess out of a moment of weakness and a desperated need even she could do something she would never want to do.
He noticed her interest was piqued and continued talking. "So I was thinking, everybody, even a girl like you has to have her price...so how about I give you let's say £100 (around $260 I think...) and you lighten your load?" He pointed towards her clothes. (Author's note: I don't know exactly what she was wearing but for the sake of writing, she was dressed in a long blue skirt, a white shirt, white bra and panties and white socks)
My mum stared at him with complete disgust before saying. "You're a married man with 2 kids! How dare you ask me if I would get undressed for money!?"
"Okay well how about if I pay you...say I don't know £200?"
My mum went silent and clearly began thinking on it. "£300 and I will get undressed, ONLY to my underwear though..."
He agreed and gave my mum the money and my mum stripped down. She started with her socks, flicking them off and flinging them to the floor, then she unbuttoned her shirt and dropped it revealing her bra-clad breasts, then she dropped the skirt and stood in front of him in her undies. According to my step-dad this was one of the few times she felt truly dirty doing something like this and that was mainly due to her audience, and she hated it but she also felt rather excited doing it because of that feeling. She broke out into a cold sweat as he examined her body, feeling shame and slight arousal she accepted his stare but for some reason wanted to show off more of her body.
"...You have a great body...now how can I get you to take off the undies?" He asked smugly.
Everybody has a price and apparently my mother's is lack of money, plus £700.
"I will take it off...for 400 more."
He agreed and once more handed her more money (in a check) to which she began to strip, slowly she sacrificed her dignity and agreed to get naked for the man she found the most disgusting and she actually loved it. He began eyeing her up as she unhooked her bra and slipped of her panties before standing before him exposed completely. Now apparently she hadn't shaved for a while and so she had quite the bush (once again can't clarify myself but my step-dad made quite clear on this detail). Bill also enjoyed the show quite a lot before leaving (he supposedly ran out of money).
Now this story was one I wasn't supposed to know, I do wonder how much further my mother would've gone if he had more cash but apparently he claimed to have none left after the first 2 showings. I have never pressed this matter with my mum mainly due to the fact that it is one of the few times she was embarrassed about doing something (my step-dad only told me because he was drunk).
Well that was fun and I hope you didn't mind the little bit of wait for this one. I am not sure what my next story will be but it will probably be something shorter. I was also thinking of starting a fictional roleplaying story or two so if you want to write a joint one just message me