I'm thirty eight and I was sitting in a nice restaurant having lunch with my sister. We were seated at a round table which was one of several that were higher than other surrounding tables. Part way through lunch I noticed a young woman sitting across from me who was staring up at my crotch. Since we were at one of the higher tables my lower body was slightly lower than the other woman's head. I had on a dress and I quickly looked down at myself and saw that the hem of my dress was a little high up on my legs and I was probably showing a bit too much inner thigh.
I immediately put my knees together as I felt my face flush. I was getting that tingly sensation in the pit of my stomach from knowing that someone was looking up my dress. I whispered to my sister what I had just observed. She laughed and said, 'go ahead, give her a little thrill.' I got real bold and I very discretely pulled up the hem of my dress even higher. I opened my legs again but this time I spread a bit wider. Sure enough, in about a minute or so I saw this young woman again quite obviously looking up my dress. My sister said,' A little wider.' I nodded my head. My feeling of sexual excitement was getting stronger. I spread my legs even more and I slumped just a bit in my chair which raised my hips. She apparently didn't care whether I saw her or not at this point. Her eyes were glued to between my legs. I kept my legs open and she continued to stare. My sister, who was seated to my side was now watching this whole scene and loving it. I finally stopped and put my legs together. The lady stopped looking.
That evening at home I relived the restaurant incident while playing with myself under the covers until I enjoyed a very satisfying orgasm.
This was so much fun and quite stimulating. I loved the idea that someone was getting turned on by looking up my dress. I plan to do this again and if I get real brazen I'll wear a dress with no panties. I checked the archives and found quite a number of stories somewhat similar to mine. I just can't believe that at the age of thirty eight I can get off my exposing myself to others. I wouldn't dare tell my husband about this and I told my sister that mums the word.
If I get the chance to do something like this again I'll submit my story if there is a story to submit.