[edcindy]

I had an ENF experience at a fun-house one time. Ed likes to have me dress up in revealing outfits when we go out. During the evening I then often "accidently" expose myself to him in the course of whatever we're doing. However neither of us had been in a fun-house since we were kids, and we got more than we bargained for!

I was wearing a tiny little white cotton dress. It was tight on top, and although not see through at all, it was obvious I wasn't wearing a bra. The bottom of the dress hung loose much like a pleated skirt, but without the pleats, if that makes any sense, starting right below my chest. The dress was so short that it only covered my butt cheeks by an inch or so. The dress and my shoes were all I wore. (I've never been much for panties)

We were getting a lot of looks just walking around the fair grounds (more than a pretty girl in a sexy outfit might normally get). Ed even saw one guy actually bend over to try to see up my dress after we walked past him! (and I'd have to guess that he could see quite well!).

We went into the fun-house just for the trill of trying to navigate through whatever might be inside in my skimpy outfit. I was nervous about just entering the ride, because you had to climb up 3 or 4 moving stairs on the outside. Once inside things were fairly uneventful. I climbed up a ladder, but there was no one behind us. And Ed fondled me a little in a dark mirror maze.

As we emerged for the mirrors, we were probably a little disoriented, both from the fondling and from entering a brightly lit area. We emerged onto a platform about 5 feet in the air. On the platform were hand rails snaking back and forth like a ticket line, leading to a ladder to get down. Below was a spinning tube you had to go through to exit the ride, with 3 or 4 carnies standing there watching the platform. I was wondering how I was going to climb down the ladder with the carnies watching me. Neither of us noticed the guy in the booth about 5 feet straight in front of us. You can probably guess what happened next...
As I stepped out ahead of Ed onto the platform I put my hands on the rails and got about two steps when I was hit by a blast of compressed air. As I let out a little yelp, my dress flew. The flared part shot straight up, folding the dress in half. I was naked from my ankles to my rib cage!!!

The booth guy laid on the air for what must have been a good five seconds. I struggled to get my dress down, but because my hands had been on the rails the dress had come up under my armpits and with the force of the air blowing the dress around I never even came close to bringing it down. Finally I made the not too brilliant move of jumping out of the air-stream... backwards.

You've never seen guys with such big smiles on their faces! We were laughing too, although I was quite embarrassed. And I knew that I was still standing on the platform and would have to cross the air vent again. Worse, I had to climb down a ladder, with 4 guys at the bottom who now knew I had nothing under my little dress!

After I regained my composure a little, I moved quickly across the air vent, managing to only let the back blow up a little. The carnies were very nice about the whole thing (none made any obnoxious comments), but they also weren't shy about moving closer to the platform and ladder, and trying to get another view. Somehow, by wearing what I was (and wasn't) and by reacting good naturedly, I'd given up my normal right to have men not be so obvious about trying to see up my dress.

I got down the ladder as quickly as I could, although I can only image what kind of view they got from below. At the time I thought of that as less embarrassing than standing there naked in front of them with my dress flying, but as I thought about it afterwards, I realized that a couple of them had gotten an even more intimate view as I backed down the ladder!

They tried to convince my that the safest way thought the tube was to crawl, but I wasn't buying it!

I've been seen many other times in various degrees of undress, accidently and "accidently". But somehow those five seconds of forced exposure are the most naked I've ever felt.