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Katie Shows Off For the Fishermen
The winter had been really mild, but there was still a lot of cold and rain between the nice warm sunny days. As we headed into spring, there were a lot more warm sunny days to spend outside. Katie was really enjoying the freedom that she found in being naked and exposing herself, so we headed out to the state park again. I told her up front that I wanted her to intentionally expose herself to a group of people out there this time. Not just "accidentally" be naked when someone came by, I wanted her to leave no doubt that she intended to show them her body. At first she was a little worried that this was setting her up for the possibility of getting into trouble if someone got offended. She said that she would not be able to fall back on excuses and apologies in this situation. However, I was able to convince her that it would work out.
What I had in mind was to flash some of the fishermen at the lake. The day use areas and beaches were up at the inlet side of the lake for the most part. At the other end was the dam that created the lake. The only people down that way were either on the nature trails, fishing, or boating. The lake is fairly small and only sailboats, canoes, and kayaks are allowed, no motorboats. The woods come right down to the water along much of this area and my idea was to get Katie to take off her clothes back in the woods, walk down to the water, and say hello to the fishermen. There are a number of little coves and I figured that it would be pretty safe if the fishermen were on one side and Katie was on the other. To get to Katie they would have to either wade through the water or come around the cove on land. Either way, we could head back up the trail, get her dressed, and still have plenty of time to get out of there. To facilitate easy dress, Katie decided to wear her white Keds and an oversized T-shirt dress. It is really just an extra large T-shirt that has the arms and neck cut more like a dress. It is great for such things because it looks perfectly respectable when she has it on, nothing shows or anything. Still, it is cut loose and is as easy to pull off as a normal T-shirt.
We headed down to the park and parked in the lot down by the dam.
There were several other cars there. We parked near the gate so that we could get out of there in a hurry if we had to. I was not expecting trouble, but I wanted Katie to feel that she was going to be safe. We headed down the trail toward the lake. I had a certain cove in mind.
It was wide enough that we would not have to worry about anyone wading across and it was tucked back from the lake so only someone on the other side of the cove would be able to see Katie. The only problem would be if there were people on each side. I told Katie to keep back for a few minutes and I would go check things out. I headed down the trail and checked things out. As near as I could tell, there was nobody on this side of the cove. There was still the possibility that someone would come down from the parking lot, but there were a couple different trails we could use. Most of the fishermen used the main trail and I figured that we would not run into anyone if we headed back up one of the others. After checking this side, I headed the whole way down to the water at the back of the cove. People generally fish out toward the lake, where the water is deeper. At the back of the cove I could scope things out without being too obvious. Just as I had hoped, there were three fishermen on the other side of the cove out nearer the lake. They were older men and did not look like the sort that would object to a little flashing. I worked my way back to Katie. We had come down the main trail and she was still standing along it. She told me that nobody else had come down this way and I asked her if she was ready. I knew that this did not really fit in with her need for "intimacy" in these things, but I wanted her to get used to exposing herself to a group instead of always being just one-on-one.
We walked down the trail together until we were across from where the fishermen were. I was going to stay back and let her go down to the water by herself. I looked at her and told her this was it. After a moment of looking around and a couple deep breaths, she answered me by pulling her shirt over her head and handing it to me. She then picked her way down to the shoreline. From where I was, I could see her but not the fishermen. As she got down to the water, I heard something from one of the fishermen. No doubt that they had seen her! She had been looking down as she picked her way down, but now looked up and waved at the guys across the water and said hello. I heard one of the guys ask what was up with her. She responded with nothing much and asked how the fishing was, just like anyone would. One of the guys said that it had just gotten a whole lot better and there was some laughter. Another guy said that he was sure glad that he had witnesses; nobody ever believed any of his fishing stories. There was more laughter over that. There was some more friendly banter and Katie finally said good-bye and headed back up the hill to me. She had been down there for ten or fifteen minutes, enough time for them to get a good look at her. I handed her back her shirt and she slipped it on.
We headed up the trail to the parking lot and she said that she was sure that she had made their day.
On the way home, we stopped at an ice cream stand and each got a cone.
The afternoon's flashing was not exceptionally arousing, but it was nice to be able to share this kind of thing with my wife. If we could share these moments together, we could share pretty much anything else as well.