I’ve always had a streak of what I would call “exhibitionism lite” in my sexual makeup. I’m wondering if this approach tends to be more native to women than to men (like myself). Maybe it’s more common than I know, so please weigh in!
I would never aggressively impose exposure on anyone, so this is a far more subtle thing than flashing, which often aims to shock. In contrast, there’s an element of submissiveness in exhibitionism lite, it’s there to be discovered, “unintentionally” available but never inflicted. As with many “creatives”, much of my psyche’s energy spills over into eroticism, so the urge to publicly embody it has resulted in a sexuality that finds a balance as barely contained, yet remains within the bounds of respectfulness.
Some years back, I did trade work that brought me into people’s homes for repairs or remodeling, usually for a series of days, and more often than not it was a woman that welcomed me in. As such it was often an electric situation to indulge this drive. I’ve always been able to wear jeans that “fit”, and having a fundamental preoccupation with sex, arousal came easily and lingered for hours. As I did my work around the house, I was often in close proximity to the homeowners and in a variety of positions- on stairs or ladders, straddling or leaning, opportunities abounding to assume positions where the visuals were revealing, and imagination could fill in the rest. To the best of my knowledge I never offended anyone, and often received comments that were subtly suggestive, like, “You can come back any time you like.”
I drew tremendous satisfaction from knowing I had offered something to create a spark of pleasure and enjoyment, and turned up the heat a bit. These interactions weren’t just a chance for erotic display, they were usually great connections with good conversation, a playful, exciting interlude that didn’t cross any dangerous lines for anyone and made the days brighter.
Can anyone relate or have stories of their own to share?
I would never aggressively impose exposure on anyone, so this is a far more subtle thing than flashing, which often aims to shock. In contrast, there’s an element of submissiveness in exhibitionism lite, it’s there to be discovered, “unintentionally” available but never inflicted. As with many “creatives”, much of my psyche’s energy spills over into eroticism, so the urge to publicly embody it has resulted in a sexuality that finds a balance as barely contained, yet remains within the bounds of respectfulness.
Some years back, I did trade work that brought me into people’s homes for repairs or remodeling, usually for a series of days, and more often than not it was a woman that welcomed me in. As such it was often an electric situation to indulge this drive. I’ve always been able to wear jeans that “fit”, and having a fundamental preoccupation with sex, arousal came easily and lingered for hours. As I did my work around the house, I was often in close proximity to the homeowners and in a variety of positions- on stairs or ladders, straddling or leaning, opportunities abounding to assume positions where the visuals were revealing, and imagination could fill in the rest. To the best of my knowledge I never offended anyone, and often received comments that were subtly suggestive, like, “You can come back any time you like.”
I drew tremendous satisfaction from knowing I had offered something to create a spark of pleasure and enjoyment, and turned up the heat a bit. These interactions weren’t just a chance for erotic display, they were usually great connections with good conversation, a playful, exciting interlude that didn’t cross any dangerous lines for anyone and made the days brighter.
Can anyone relate or have stories of their own to share?
