EXPOSED

Nick is away so I'm not having any sex. That does not mean that I'm without stimulation. It's no secret HERE that I indulge in lustful thoughts about women.

I have not been with a woman in a long time. Partly because I know for certain that I love cock too much to ever have a "real" relationship with a woman. Brief experimental encounters are all I want and have to give and don't care for the complications I've have to deal with in the past.

Secondly, I haven't met a woman in a long time whose smell and taste and touch I can’t resist.

I’m a gym rat. I’ve always been. Maintaining physically fit life is important to me.

So you see, I see naked women on a regular basis in locker rooms and steam rooms. I've seem them in and out of their panties. I see them put them on and take them off. I see wide assortments of breasts and ass and pussies, hairy ones, shaved ones, neatly trimmed ones—women of all shape, and sizes, age and creed.

I admire them all. And I’m sure that I’m not the only one looking. We are curious about others. If it were socially acceptable to touch we'd touch. Spread your legs so I can see what yours look like.

I’ve been asked about my breasts, are they real? I’ve been asked about the small tattoo on my hip bone that hides a childhood scar. I've been asked about my ass. And I’ve seen other women stare at my shaved pussy as I have stared at theirs. Yes, I have seen them admire my curves as I have done them.

I sat in the steam room today naked as the day I was born with five other women. Two had towels wrapped around them, the other three exposed with not a care in the world, the scene makes me think of an orgy room without the sex, just a bunch of naked gals hanging out.
We are all quiet, seeming in our own private worlds yet so deliciously exposed.

Isn’t this what most men dream about?