When my ex-girlfriend and I first moved in together, we rented a cheap room in a very big old house. We lived on the first floor. Our room was decent enough but we had to share the bathroom, the toilets and the kitchen with other residents. We also had to share the washing machine and the dryer, which both were located in the shared bathroom.
The four rooms (and shared areas) on our floor were connected by a long but narrow corridor.
All residents had completely differents schedules, so we didn't encounter them very often. One of the other residents was a young student girl (18 or 19 yo), but she would usually spend her time at her boyfriends place. Another resident was a recently divorced single mom (mid thirties) with two young kids. We sometimes saw and spoke with her (or her children) in the hallway or the kitchen, especially in the early morning or early in the evening. And the last resident was a guy in his early thirties. We rarely encountered him. He went to work early, came home late. He was lacking in social skills and he drove a very old car (and obviously lived in a very cheap room), so we were surprised to learn that he actually had a very well paying job as a researcher at a pharmaceutical company.
Looking back, it was a very enjoyable time (very good memories), but there were two things that annoyed us:
- Sometimes when we wanted to take a shower, the bathroom was already occupied by someone else.
- And it happend fairly often when we wanted to wash our clothes, that somebody else was already using the washing machine. And even worse: when we came back after a few hours, often the other person was using the dryer. And since we couldn't use the washing machine and the dryer simultaneously, we had to wait for another hour or two, or wash our clothes on a different day.
(After the long intro, I'll skip to the sexy parts.)
After taking a shower, my ex-girlfriend would wrap a towel around her and walk back to our room. She never encountered someone when walking back, and neither did I. So it only took a few weeks for her secret exhibitionist tendencies to flare up. Sometimes she would put everything in the washing machine, including the towel, turn on the washing machine and walk back to our room completely naked.
She didn't try to cover herself and she didn't hurry. She just walked naked all the way from one end of the hallway to our room like it was the most normal thing ever.
(Actually, this was normal for her. She and her siblings did the same at her parents house. But not with unknown people around.)
She had a reasonable explanation for this. If she first went to our room, someone else might use the washing machine...
This wasn't a daily thing, but it happened often enough. But during the year or so we lived there, she only got caught twice (as far as I'm aware of).
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One time my girlfriend was taking a shower and I was at the kitchen. I heard her unlocking the bathroom. She was leaving the bathroom, when I heard someone call her name (it was the woman with two children), followed by an exclamation: "Oh! You're naked!" After this she seemed to ignore the fact that my girlfriend was naked because she just kept on talking. I just had to witness this, so I walked into the hallway and I saw my completely naked girlfriend talking with a fully dressed woman with her two children standing next to her. And I could see from my girlfriends facial expression and her body language that she wanted to back away, but she couldn't because the woman kept on talking and talking, which was both very sexy and hilarious at the same time!
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The other time I wasn't there to witness it, unfortunately. But later my girlfriend told me after taking a shower she had put everything in the washing machine. She wanted to turn on the washing machine but she heard people talking in the hallway, so she hesitated. But expecting the people to go inside a room, she decided to turn the washing machine on anyway. She waited for five minutes, then ten minutes, but the people just wouldn't leave the hallway. Eventually she decided she couldn't stay in the bathroom forever.
She felt behaving timidly would make this embarrassing situation even more embarrassing, so she tried to act like this was a normal everyday situation.
So she opened the door, stepped into the hallway. She pretended this was a normal situation. If her family or friends were standing there, she wouldn't cover up, as nudity wasn't a big deal for them. So she didn't cover her breasts and didn't cover her pussy (with her hands), she just walked completely naked brushing passed those people standing in the narrow hallway by just a couple of inches.
When I came home later that evening, I learned that it was the birthday of that pharmaceutical researcher guy. His mom was there, and his sister, his brother in law and his brother, and one or two of his friends. After my girlfriend told me what happened (and trust me, I wanted to know every detail), I told her she gave this guy the best birthday present ever and they didn't even have to hire a stripper!