Here's an experience that I had several years ago,
before I was married, with a female co-worker who
happened to live across the street from me.  Her name
was Jan and she had a quiet and subdued, yet extremely
direct way of letting a guy know what was on her mind,
particularly if it involved sex.  Although Jan and I
eventually ending up sleeping together a couple of
times, this incident occurred before we got to that
stage in our relationship.  

At the time (I was 29) I was the only male in an
office of about 12 women and I was really enjoying the
attention.  Although I hadnít slept with anyone of my
co-workers at that point, there was lots of sexual
teasing going on between Jan and me, most of it having
to do with masturbation.  Neither Jan nor I were
dating anyone at the time so we both had lots of
sexual energy to burn off.  Anyway, over several days
our conversation got down to imagining what it would
feel like to masturbate in front of someone of the
opposite sex.  We both admitted to our ìsecretî desire
of wanting to do this, although Jan felt sheíd be too
embarrassed to expose herself this way in front of a
guy.  I, on the other hand, was somewhat of an
exhibitionist at this point in my life so I pursued
this topic further in the hope I might be able to live
out one of my long-held fantasies-stripping and
beating-off in front of a woman.  For her part, I
think Jan sensed she had tapped into a fantasy of mine
and, rather than try to re-direct the conversation,
she kept asking leading questions which only
encouraged me more!  Taking a deep breath, she was
after all a co-worker who I didnít know all that well,
I eventually told her more about my fantasy: my desire
to ìperformî in front of several women, not wanting
anyone else to participate and my willingness to do
whatever I was directed to do by those watching.  

Well, her reaction was both more and less than I
expected.  Rather than run screaming out of the room,
Jan just looked at me for a long time and said that
she found my fantasy to be quite a turn-on.  In
telling her, of course, I found myself getting horny
at the thought that this really might happen after
all.  I didnít quite know what to say next, having
just opened myself up to a colleague Iíd only known
for a couple of months.  Besides, we were having this
conversation in her office which was open to anyone
who might choose to pop-in and say hello.  Anyway, the
mood was broken by the ringing of her phone and our
mutual need to get back to work.  

Jan and I didnít get an opportunity to talk again that
day or the next.  As it often happens when youíve just
shared some very intimate piece of yourself with
someone, itís very hard to re-connect with them on a
more normal basis.  Naturally, I was afraid that she
had re-considered what I had told her and decided I
was creep and a pervert and that she was purposefully
staying away from me.  As a result, I was concerned
(and intrigued) a few days later when Jan left a note
asking me to come by her place about 8 in the evening
so we could talk about what I had told her.  

I stayed late at work that evening, beating myself up
for having been so open with her so quickly.  I was
certain that I had blown it with Jan-that I had
somehow misread her interest in me, that I had come-on
too strong and actually scared her away.  Walking over
to her apartment I was imagining all the different
ways she was going to tell me she never wanted to talk
to me again when I heard giggling coming from her
window.  Inviting me in I was very surprised to see
two women sitting on the couch.  One was Paula, a very
attractive co-worker,  who was always putting me down
at work and letting me know how little she thought of
me.  The other woman, equally good looking, was Susan,
an old friend of Janís who, according to Jan, was
prudish about all things sexual.  Anyway, here I am
standing in front of these three women wondering what
Jan wanted to talk about when she tells me, no
instructs me, to strip!  Not believing my ears (or
perhaps not wanting to believe), I begin to make small
talk with Susan, but she too makes the same
demand-strip!!!  Even Paula, who by now has a smirk on
her face, is barking out the same command.  Slowly,
but not too slowly, it dawns on me that Jan had
invited Paula and Susan over to be my audience.  So
hereís my one, and perhaps, only chance, of living out
my fantasy.  Although my fantasy always involved women
I didnít know or work with, the thought of humiliating
myself in front of co-workers, particularly one who
thought so little of me, heightened the thrill.  

Not wanting to blow this opportunity, I begin to
unbutton my shirt and then remove my shoes and socks.
No one is talking-the three women are just watching as
I stand in front of them bare-chested.  As I begin to
unzip my pants, Susan lets out a little gasp and I can
barely hear her murmur an unbelieving ìnoî under her
breath.  In spite of this she doesnít take her eyes
off of me which is just fine with me-Iím beginning to
enjoy the attention.  I let my jeans slide into a pile
at my feet and step out of them.  Now Iím standing
just a few feet in front of these three women in my
shorts with my dick trying to poke its head out and
say hello.  Still no one says anything-theyíre just
staring at my crotch and Iím just savoring the moment.
Though we all know whatís going to happen next, it
feels like we donít know how to get there.  My heart
is pounding and my cock is jumping in anticipation and
I notice the front on my shorts is becoming wet with
pre-cum. Finally, I know I need to seize the moment
and I pull off my shorts in one movement.  Standing in
front of them naked Iím strangely comfortable.  Itís
as if Iíve done this a thousand times before-only this
time itís real!!!  I grab hold of my cock and begin
stoking it, never taking my eyes off of Paula.
Instead of feeling humiliated, I suddenly feel
liberated, as if Iím finally in control.  I move
toward the couch wanting to get as close as I can, to
give them as good a view of my hard cock as possible.
Taking my eyes off Paula I notice that Jan is rocking
ever so slightly on the couch and has her right hand
buried between her legs.  This turns me on even more
as I begin to feel that familiar tightening in the
balls and know Iíll be spurting my cum soon.  I get my
cock right up in Susanís face, beating off the entire
time and she has this astonished look on her face.  I
turn sideways to get even closer and she raises her
right hand, I assume to push me away, but pushes my
hand off and starts stroking my cock with real
intensity.  Paul and Jan are now watching the two of
us-sheís got a real grip on me while Iím moaning away
trying to keep from exploding.  Although her technique
needs some work, sheís got me to the point where Iím
ready to cum and I tell her so.  She puts her free
hand on my ass and pulls me so Iím facing her and
increases her pace.  I know I canít hold back much
longer, but I figure, I warned her, so I begin to
spurt all over her face.  I had quite a lot, since I
hadnít masturbated for a few days, so there was quite
a lot of sperm all over her.  Slipping away from her
grip, I pulled away extremely satisfied and pleased
that I had managed to experience this fantasy.  

It was then I heard the low groans coming from Jan.
She was also cumming and her torso was shaking wildly
as she lifted her hands from her crotch.  I think it
was Susan, with my cum dripping off her face, who
finally broke the quiet and began to laugh out loud at
what had just happened.  I got a towel and began to
wipe the cum off her face.  Eventually, all of us,
even Paula, opened up, and talked about how exciting
what had just happened was.  This led us into a
general, no holds-barred discussion of our deepest and
darkest sexual fantasies.  All the while, I remained
naked with these three women!!!

Eventually, Jan and I started sleeping together and I
discovered that she too, was quite an exhibitionist.
But that will have to wait for another time.