How I became an exhibitionist.

I was the good little catholic girl when I was growing up and even went to a catholic grammar school. Until I met my husband, I was sort of a prude and dressed extremely conservatively. When we met I was the shy good little Catholic girl, very modest. I had sex with boyfriends, but not until I dated them for quite a while. Then when Paul and I were engaged, he started to buy me really sexy clothes, see thru tops, dresses that were extremely low cut and slits up the side. I would wear them for him , but I would always have a jacket or sweater on because I felt uncomfortable about anyone seeing me like this. Then one evening when we were in Los Angeles at a restaurant on the Queen Mary hotel and I was wearing a leather shirt, black stocking and garter belt, skimpy black lace panties, heels and this totally see thru black top and a little black velvet jacket over it. While we were having dinner, Paul asked me to unbutton the jacket so he can get a peak at my tits and after some coaxing from him I did unbutton it and he was able to get a peak. Then before I realized it the waiter came over and I know he got a good look also and I felt embarrassed and pulled the jacket closed. After he took our desert order and walked away, Paul told me that he was proud of me and I could not understand what he meant. So he told me that he loves me and adores my body and was proud of it, especially if another guy got to see my tits.