The problem with our next planned meeting was that Friday is my busiest day of the week. Now I don’t have any real problem customers, but you just never know how some people will react to a beautiful exhibitionist, especially in close quarters. I knew that she would probably be quite happy with just staying in the office as other customers came and went, but I was hoping to get Anne out of the office for this occurrence. I really wanted her to ‘stretch her legs’ this time.

I’m good friends with the owner of a small auto repair shop directly across the street from my office. I knew I could trust Wes with this little enterprise especially since his wife worked with him. I filled him in on the basic plan and he agreed to come over Friday when I texted him. With that set up, I called Anne and suggested that she stick with a sundress and some comfortable walking shoes for our meeting Friday. Initially I was considering a tight sweater, short skirt and heels for our Friday meeting but reconsidered when I remembered how windy it was supposed to be for the next few days.

Over the next couple of days I called some of my regular retired customers that I was sure would enjoy Anne’s little performance. I explained that they should stop by on Friday to ‘make a payment’ on their insurance and to bring a pair of binoculars. I assured them that they wouldn’t regret the view in and out of the office. As the list of confirmations grew I started to stagger the times so that there wouldn’t be twenty horny old men in here all at once.

Through the course of the week I made sure not to take any appointments after two o’clock Friday afternoon. On Friday morning I started to set things up for our little performance. There is a small waiting room adjacent to my office and I made sure all of the chairs in there had a perfect view of Anne’s stage (the chair in front of my desk). I also left a pair of binoculars on the window sill next to my desk. Through that window I have a perfect view of Wes’ repair shop and was sure that Anne was going to put on quite a show.

As three thirty approached, two of my favorite customers arrived before Anne with their binoculars in hand. I told Bill and Tom to have a seat in the waiting room and suggested that they keep the binoculars out of sight. I told them to make sure that anyone else that came in be told to keep theirs out of sight as well. I didn’t want Anne to know that most of the customers that would be coming in this afternoon were plants.

About five minutes later Anne walked in and of course looked stunning. She was wearing a white halter summer dress with a button down front that hugged her breasts and waist snugly and after rounding her hips hung loosely to just above her knees. Stepping up from the flip-flops, she wore a pair of white wedge sandals with three inch heels.

Stopping in the waiting room, Anne asked the gentlemen if they were waiting to see me. Both of them said rather loud and hastily that they were waiting on someone else and to please go ahead. After passing Bill and Tom she headed in my direction and briefly flashed me by raising the front of her dress. Noticing that she wasn’t wearing any panties, I whispered my approval but wondered what sort of souvenir I would get this time.

Speaking in a regular voice, Anne stated that she was here to sign up for her renters insurance and could I do a quote for her. I replied that it would take a few minutes to do some quotes, even though we both knew that I had already done the application and all she had to do was sign.

As I pretended to be working on quotes, Anne started doing her thing by teasing the hell out of me and the other guys. While I was typing away she feigned foot discomfort and removed her right sandal. Rubbing her foot in a light and sensuous manner didn’t convince any of us that her foot was really sore, but no one cared. Moving up her hands gently up her calf, Anne complained that the pain seemed to be moving up her leg.

As my typing obviously slowed, she spread her legs ever so slowly while caressing her calf. Throughout this whole process the bottom of Anne’s dress had worked its way past mid-thigh. I glanced over at the guys could tell that they must be getting a great view of her smoothly shaved flower. I don’t think that they blinked at all while I watched them, watching her.

Just as I was thinking that this might be a good time to cool things off a little, the back door opened. The sound startled all of us but Anne just quietly adjusted her dress and slipped her sandal back on before the customer even rounded the corner. As the customer approached I realized that it wasn’t one of my ringers, so I really needed to help them.

Fortunately all they needed to do was make a payment which I took quickly and then they were on their way. As they left Anne asked me if I was ready to do the paperwork and I replied that I just needed to finish one last thing before printing it all out. Standing up, she asked if it was okay to use the restroom and I responded yes, and that it is just down the hall.

As she walked away from me she left the guy’s line of sight and must have known that. Just about half way down the hall she stopped and bent forward while pulling up the back of her dress. Spreading her legs wide and showing me all her assets I realized that the inside of her thighs were slick with her juices. Then she ran a single finger from her slick lips backwards across her rosebud and slipped it inside for a brief moment before moving along like it never happened.

While Anne was in the restroom I went over the the guys while still sporting a rather prominent bulge. I found that there were now five of them and they all were just as excited as me. I explained that she would sit at my desk for about 15-20 more minutes before she would be walking across the street and that is when they would need their binoculars.

Hearing the bathroom door open, I quickly headed back to my desk. As Anne approached I noticed that her perky pink nipples were now quite visible through her white dress. She had also unbuttoned several of her top buttons which exposed considerable cleavage. Sitting down she initially crossed her legs which caused her dress to ride up to where I could nearly see the top of her vagina. I told her that everything was ready and I started printing out the forms.

While the application was printing Anne started rummaging through her purse on my desk. As it became clear that she couldn’t find what she was looking for, she lay the purse on the floor. Of course this meant that she had to uncross and spread her legs leaving her pubic area completely exposed. Wanting to give the guys an extended look, I quickly placed the renter’s application in front of Anne for her signature.

Knowing that Anne would want to display her treasure as long as possible, I figured that she would use this opportunity to do so. Even though it was a little awkward for her, she kept those gorgeous legs spread wide the entire time we went over the application. From my angle I could tell that she was getting quite excited by the whole exhibition. Not only was there a growing wet spot on her dress and the chair, but her nipples were as hard as I’ve ever seen them.

The application is only six pages long but between her questions and my thorough explanations we managed to make it last nearly twenty minutes. When we were finished I stood to make a copy for her and made sure she saw my straining appreciation for her exposure. While I was making her copy she bent over to rummage through her purse, clearly exposing those luscious breasts to the guys.

When I was finished I sat back down and discreetly sent Wes a text to come on over. As I was putting together Anne’s copy of the paperwork Wes walked in and asked me an insurance question. After giving him my answer I looked at Anne and suggested that she accompany Wes across the street so that he could give her a quote for the tune-up she was considering for her car. Being the sharp lady that she is, she quickly picked up on my lead and rose from her seat to accompany Wes.

Leaning in close to me, Anne whispered that she would be back shortly to give me a proper thank you for my hard work. Speaking up, I suggested that she not go into Wes’ shop as it was much too dirty for her white dress. As they starting heading out the door I told her to watch the wind out there because it was quite blustery.

The moment that the front door closed I told the guys to get their butts up to the windows with their binoculars. Like a true exhibitionist, Anne never even attempted to stop the wind from blowing up the back of her dress. During the minute or so that they waited to cross the street we got five or six great glimpses of that impressive ass. Once they were across the street they spoke for a couple of minutes, all while we continued to get flashed.

When Wes went inside, Anne faced us with her back against the building and let the wind do its thing. She even started to slowly spread her legs so that the view improved every time a gust came through. After another couple of minutes I got a text from Wes asking if that had been long enough. I jokingly replied that I didn’t I could ever get enough of viewing her magnificent body. A few seconds later Wes walked out and handed Anne the estimate and went over it with her.

After they shook hands, Anne headed back across the street towards us letting her dress fly again. Not only did we get a couple of great views, but I’m sure that Wes and his boys did too. When she started up our sidewalk I told the guys to head out the back door. As the last one left I closed and locked the door behind them just as Anne entered the front.

Closing the door behind her Anne asked if we were alone. I replied that we were since I just finished helping the last of the customers. With that said, she locked the door behind her and lifted her dress off, leaving her completely naked. In the moment that she stood there I noticed that the inside of her thighs were wet past her knees. Walking towards me she said that it was time for that thank you. I started to stand as she approached me be she just pushed me back into my chair.

Starting with my shoes, Anne had me nude from the waist down within seconds and then stood for a moment admiring her handy-work. Without a word she moved over me and slowly dropped down until my pulsing cock was at her entrance. Then she slowly lowered herself causing both of us to moan in appreciation. She just sat there for a few moments and looked deep into my eyes as we started to gently kiss. Breaking the kiss, Anne said that she hoped that sharing yourself with me wouldn’t cause me to quit showing her off to others. I assured her that her exhibitionism excited me as much as it did her and that I would never quit showing off her beautiful assets.

As we started to kiss again, I slid my right hand between us and started to gently rub her clitoris. In short order the kissing went from gentle to vigorous. Moments later her orgasm started and so did the contractions, which set off my orgasm without ever moving. Anne must have known how close both of us were when she lowered herself onto me. She stayed still to extend the feeling as long as possible.

We continued to kiss and caress each other for quite some time. As things started to slow Anne pulled open my desk drawer and found the list. Looking it over for a moment, she asked me which one we should do next. I simply replied that she should pick the next scenario even if it wasn’t on the list, since it was now a partnership.