Wavering decisions

You watched Emma’s expression as you couldn’t see Grace’s fully and it seemed that she wasn’t seeing anything positive, the earlier glint in her eyes disappearing before she looked your way and mouthed the word ‘help’, trying to avoid catching Grace’s attention.

One of your hands stayed on Grace’s side as you brought up her KDK profile, knowing that her actives wouldn’t apply in this situation but maybe her passives could help out here.

Name: Grace Turner
Role: Subject, Neighbour
Age: 39
Kink: Exhibitionist (level 3 - 6845/40000 seconds)

Level 1 details
Passive -
Subject will subconsciously choose to wear more revealing clothes if they know the User will see them and will get aroused when the User looks at or comments on them in that state.

Level 2 details
Passive -
Subject will no longer react negatively if the User/Subjects(not including NPG) sees them topless and will subconsciously try to show off their body if they are in a private setting. Subject will get aroused by the idea of showing off and will be more likely to accept physical contact with the User.
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Level 3 details
Passive -
Subject will no longer react negatively if the User/Subjects(not including NPG) sees them naked and will subconsciously try to show off their body if they are in a private setting. Subject will get aroused by the idea of showing off and will be more likely to accept physical contact with the User.
Actually reviewing the details is what finally made you realise Grace’s main concern wasn’t that you or Emma would see her but the fact that others might in the process. Emma’s earlier comment about Grace basically being topless when getting your ID badge from the trunk and then her apologising, might have been the fact that you were all outside and not ‘in private’. Her level 2 and 3 did help with the passive touching that you were currently doing but it wasn’t completely negated like just looking at her.

That didn’t really help that much with Grace being most likely fixated on the fact that other people could see her but maybe lessening that feeling at first could be the way to go. A feeling of privacy or familiarity if all of you were doing something together, It was a stretch but it was all you had to work with at the moment.

You couldn’t really stop and have a conversation at this point but with Emma’s eyes still on you, you pulled your t-shirt over your head and sat in the back seat with your upper body revealed. Emma looked confused but when you pointed at her to tell her to do the same, her eyes widened and after only a slight look back and forth between you and her mother, she decided she wanted to get Grace topless more than her fear of being seen.

“What are you two doing!” Grace asked in surprise, Emma now in her bra and looking to you to explain your reasoning.

“Well last time you did this you had your friends to do it along side you and even if you didn’t realise it, they took some of the pressure off of you. I know one of us taking off our clothes would look out of place but if people looked over and saw us all like this, there will be a little less attention on you. You’ll still be the only one in just your underwear however” you explained, adding the last detail just in case your wording had made the whole idea tip back towards something not interesting for her.

“Yeah, a team effort. Now, strip!” Emma added, backing you up now that she knew your plan.

The car slowed and came to a stop at the next intersection and the timing couldn’t be more perfect as Grace looked around at all the other cars waiting alongside you. You gave her one last final pat of encouragement from where you held her and as if that was what she was waiting for, she lifted her arms and her top came off in one smooth motion.

Before she lost her momentum. She threw her top over to Emma and lifted herself slightly off of her seat, pulling down her denim shorts and shimmying them far enough down her legs until she could also grab them and pass them along.

She didn’t have time to contemplate her decision as the lights at the intersection changed colour and she got the car moving again, no longer having time to change her mind. Your eyes darted between the partial view you had of Grace’s face in the mirror and any other signs you had of how she was feeling.

The blush on her cheeks had spread down to the top of her chest when you peered over the seats and Emma seemed to have a permanent smile on her face as she stared at her mother, not even seeming to care about being topless herself. With the car moving, Grace wouldn’t be able to put her clothes back on until the car stopped again but while she looked nervous, there was no immediate reaction to cover up.

She seemed to actually straighten up in her seat instead of hiding below the window and as time passed, she gave off a confident energy that was even stronger than what you saw from the regular Grace.

On one of the rare cases that Emma looked to you instead of at Grace, she moved to pass you Grace’s clothes, putting them further out of reach in case she wanted to put them back on quickly. She did it within view of Grace but she said nothing to stop her, her eyes flicking to the side while she kept them scanning the road.

As much as you wanted to keep her naked, in the event that you needed to get her clothed quickly, you didn’t think having her clothes too far away was a good idea. Instead, you motioned your head to the glovebox in front of her and Emma left the clothes in there, adding that extra step for Grace to get them back and also putting them out of sight to add a little more danger for her.

“I can’t believe I’m doing this” Grace finally said, both Emma and you previously staying silent until she was ready to talk.

“In a good way or a bad way?” Emma asked, still eyeing up her mother as she spoke.

“Well that ‘spark’ is certainly there… I do have to admit, whenever I’ve shown off to you and Max I have felt this same feeling but this is a bit stronger than that. I don’t know if it’s the chance of anyone being able to see me or if it’s Ma…” Grace replied, sounding excited at first before she cut herself off.

“What is it?” Emma asked again, pushing for an answer after she saw her hesitate.

Grace, looked in the mirror for the first time in a while towards your direction, her eyes locking on yours before they darted away, the blush on her cheeks coming back in full **** while you waited for her to answer.