My Tiny Skirt. Part One

Jenny is my name, 27 and I'm is still a single. I quit from a well-paid job 2 days ago to have a good 2 weeks of enjoyment before taking up a new job that I was offered. What really prompted me to pen down these stories? Well, on my first day of vacation I decided to clean and to reorganize the bookshelves in my bedroom. While doing that I came across my passed years dairy books. I flipped through my very first written dairy book at age 16 (1992). Caught by the recollections of old memories it leads me to read it from pages by pages. Although it was scribered briefly in points form, it is a great pleasure recollecting passed events and to refresh of old memories. In fact it took me 9 solid hours to read through all the 8 dairies (year 1992 to 1999). Of course the last 3 years diaries (2002 till this year 2003) are still on my study table drawer. It has been my habit to record only events that I found worthwhile, events that made me feel happy, sad, disappointment, school test result, meeting new friends, arguments, family dispute, maids that work with us, things I bought, holiday overseas, mistakes made, sexy events, boy friend and etch. 

I decided to compile all the sexy events recorded in my dairy books, starting from the 6th April 1993 (18 years old then) the day and month I got acquainted with a boy in my class that later became my steady boyfriend till present. I would also write something about my family members including my long service family maid. 

By relating this past and present of myself I hope those who read my story would give me valuable comments, advices and for those who think I needed to be reprimanded please do not hesitate to email to me too. I know I am to some extend “bitchy” and not at all a well behave girl and many readers may also think I may one day land myself into deep troubles. 

Let start………

I came from a single child family. Both my parents are full time working parents. Therefore I was baby sit by foreign maid from the Philippines. Some of them work for 2 years and some 4 years. dad travels very often; I am lucky to see him more then 6 months in a year. Mum is running a small hair dressing solon. Both my parents are very open-minded and sex subjects are not deemed as taboos unlike most Asian families. In fact once a year we spent our vacation in a nudist camp in NSW, Australia, that Mum and Dad love most. We don’t call our self a naturalist, we only love to have our vacation there and we just do what the Romans did. So seeing each other naked felt no embarrassment for us. I had seen dad’s erection while we are at the nudist camp. So at a tender age I had the knowledge that guy’s sexual arousal can easily arouse just by vision as well as by touch, whereas the gals responded basically by physical contacts. At home dad and mum seldom walk around totally naked. Mum usual attire is panty and bra or panty and t-shirt. Dad is always in his underpants and singlet. As for me, I have the habit of going nude unless I am having my heavy menstrual cycle where I have to wear a panty or a pants (to conceal the pad) and t-shirt. Mum cautioned me not to go to the garden in the nude to prevent preying eyes and to avoid any complain and criticism from our neighbors, which I don’t, really bothers. In my country it is classified as illegal to be naked in the view of others. It means that if anyone make complain about someone (man or woman alike) whom is causing a public nuisance would be fine. Nudity is classified as public nuisance. For the man it would be classified as outrage of modesty and that could carry a jail term or fine or both. 
Mum also informed our maid, Mary, to prevent me from going into the garden in the nude. Mary is like a sister to me and she is a pal. I address her as Sis Mary. We got along very well and moreover she is only 3 to 4 years my senior. She is my family longest serving maid. She is already working with our family for more them 5 years now. When I go to the garden in the nude, she never stops me and she would never complain to my parents about it. My outing clothing is also very sexy. I love to wear outrageously short miniskirt. I started wearing those very short skirt as young as 11 years old. As I older and wiser I realized that guys would be sexually aroused when they sees something sexy in a gals. It is a very subjective and difficult to fully understand the sexual behavior of human beings especially the guys. Some guys would be sexually aroused when they saw ladies wearing black stocking or wearing leather dresses or wearing high heels or etcetera. Well, I was trilled and had a sense of satisfaction when guys whistle at me, shout sexy remarks or when they followed me around (usually at a distant) to try to catch glimpse of my panty. Before I have a boyfriend I’m not worry about getting into trouble because Sis Mary is always with me. (I try to avoid wearing too sexily or wearing too short miniskirt when going out in public area alone).

I must honestly state that I don’t get any sexual arousal when I wear those revealing or outrageous dresses. I did it to tease the guys and get some trills from their reaction or sexual responses. I am particularly trilled when guys followed me around (especially in the crowded shopping center) pretending that they are not interested but sometime I would feel sad when older women (usually those conservative type) or guys came up to cast their nasty remarks at my sexy clothing or when guys came up to me trying to befriend me. You see how sickening I am. Anyway all this trills and amusing adventure started from my below mentioned teenage years. 

When I was in Junior college (age 17) I got close to a boy in my class, Eric. He is tall and tanned but he is not very good looking. I was attracted by his jovial and tender attitude. He told me that we are actually neighbor. He stayed just 3 lanes away from where I live. When we are a little more acquainted he told me that he used to see my maid and me in the large garden and I’m always without any clothing on. Well, this proved that he’s not trying to pull a fast one on me. I asked him whether he minded my inhibition. He said no but preferred me not be too liberal about my nakedness. I understand what he meant. 

Eric indicated to me that I look extremely sexy in that tiny denim skirt I often wore to the shops nearby. I asked him whether he would feel uncomfortable or embarrass by me when I wear such short skirt? He said he would not and complimented me that I look very sexy with the miniskirt because I have good height and slim long legs. 

Sis Mary is a dressmaker in the Philippines before she came to work here. All my miniskirts I bought aren’t short enough; it is Sis Mary who helps to further shorten them. 

One early morning before the class start Eric passed me a note in class inviting me to go for an afternoon movie nearby (our first date) and I accepted without hesitation. He said he would be at my house earlier by an hour before we proceed to the cinema for the 4.15pm show. Having one days advanced notice before our date, I went to buy a new pair of new t-shirt and denim miniskirt right after school. I requested Sis Mary to shorten the length of the skirt for me as usual but this time I deliberately put the marking on the skirt slightly higher. She did it the next morning and placed it on my bed. 

I was held up in school on the day of our date. I managed to rush home just before 2.30pm. The altered miniskirt is already placed on my bed. I didn’t try it on, as I knew Eric would be coming around 3.15pm. First of all I had a quick lunch and after that I rushed to take a bath before dressing-up. I chose a pair of high hip white panty (I don’t like to wear G-string panty and I don’t have one either). My new pure white color tight long sleeve opens neck t-shirt fitted well on me. The length stopped about an inch before my belly button. The moment I put on my miniskirt I found it was way too short. Looking into the body length mirror shows the front skirt length just covering my panty but a slight tilt backward exposed the tip of my white panties. Turning ¾ way around to look at my back, I could see my white color panty exposing clearly. I hesitated for a while, thinking whether it is appropriate to wear it out in public. I immediately walk to the kitchen to show Sis Mary. The moment she saw my skirt she lifted her right hand to cover her mouth in shocked and said, “Oh! My God, it is too short, Jenny”. She said that it is hardly long enough to cover my white panty. Just then, the doorbell rang. Knowing it must be Eric at the door I told Sis Mary to get the door and invite him to take a sit in the living room first. She is to meet me in my room to sort things out. I went into my room before Sis Mary opened the door for Eric. Shortly, Sis Mary came to my room and advice me to change to a longer skirt. I refused her suggestion and tried tugging it down to make it longer with my both my hand to see whether it help. She gave me a helping hand too but it doesn’t help at all. When I asked her whether it is all right, she just moved both her shoulders up and down, meaning she doesn’t know. I told her that I decided to wear it if she has no objection. She told me to decide it for myself and only I would know whether I would feel uncomfortable wearing it when people are watching me all the time. I decide to wear it into the living room see how Eric react to it first. I decided to act very naturally and I walk into the living room to say hello to Eric. 

The moment he saw me he is as if in a state of shock staring non stop at my skirt. I could see that is face turned very red. When I asked Eric whether he likes what I am wearing. He just kept knocking his head in quick successions. I turned around slowly showing him my back as well. He is in a greater shock than the first. I knew he could see my white panty showing. I also sensed he is trembling a little too. When I asked him whether he wants me to change to another longer pair of skirt? He hesitated for a while and told me softly and shyly that he like what I am wearing. Sis Mary sensing her inconsiderate intrusion into our private conversation left us for the kitchen to prepare drinks, I guess. She is really an understanding pal.