1. Once, at a student party, I was wearing a skirt, and there was a guy there I really wanted to meet. So, I took off my panties right in front of him and handed them to him. It worked like magic. We immediately slipped away to one of the bedrooms to be alone.

2. I was spending time with a guy I liked. I asked him if I could pose for him while wearing various outfits. I modeled some cute panties, lingerie, and revealing clothes for him, and he took photos. Some time later, we had a falling out and broke up; I subsequently found out that he had sold those photos to someone online. I’m praying that none of my relatives or acquaintances stumble across them by accident.

3. A colleague of mine told me that if I wanted him to give me a ride home, I’d have to wait until his shift was over. I replied flirtatiously, «A good ride is worth the wait.» Now we live together, and I’m expecting his baby—so I guess it worked.

4. When my boyfriend and I were at a pub, I popped into the restroom, took off all my clothes underneath my long coat, and gave him a little flash when I came back out. After that, we downed our drinks in record time!

5. Back in university, I started discussing various topics in solid-state physics with a female friend over a couple of beers at a pub. One of our mutual acquaintances found this incredibly attractive—apparently, intellectual women really turn him on.

6. I was letting loose at a house party with a group of people; we were all out on the dance floor. I jokingly mentioned to a male friend who was there that a particular song always gets me turned on. He asked, «Oh, really?» So I told him to check for himself—since I get all wet when I’m really getting into the music—and lifted up my skirt for him. He slid a finger inside me, then licked it clean—and it was incredibly arousing. I literally dragged him into the bedroom and let him have me until I lost all sense of reality.

7. A coworker, while slightly tipsy, told me he got wildly aroused when he saw my red thong at work this morning. I took out my phone and showed him a photo of myself wearing nothing but that very thong. His jaw dropped. I felt so sexy—and so satisfied—that I hoped he’d go home and spend the entire night wide awake with a massive erection. I didn't actually have sex with him, though. I was just teasing the poor fool. Let him satisfy himself if he wants to.

8. I was flirting madly with a coworker. One day, I got up, walked over to him in a relatively secluded spot with a lollipop in my mouth, and licked it very seductively while looking him right in the eye and asking mundane questions—as if nothing out of the ordinary was happening. *Phew.* No other man has ever looked at me the way he did in that moment. The sexual tension was incredible.

9. I deliberately went to the restroom, hiked up my skirt, and took off my panties; then, I «accidentally» dropped my phone right in front of this guy. Needless to say, he got a fantastic view—and I had a great time afterward!

10. I met a guy once and decided to wear a dress—but with absolutely nothing underneath. I didn't bring a jacket, so when it got chilly, my nipples hardened, and he couldn't take his eyes off me.

11. I wouldn't exactly call myself promiscuous, but I was on a boring date with a guy, and we were sitting in my car for a while. He spent way too much time on his phone, so I asked him to give me a neck massage—and proceeded to moan while he did it, because the massage felt amazing. After that, things went back to being boring.

12. My first date with my current wife—we’ve been married for 33 years now. For our first date, we went to a very popular dance club and had a fantastic time. The club was packed to the rafters, and I was trying to order drinks. She held onto my arm, and the crowd kept bumping her right up against me. As a result, her breasts were constantly brushing against my arm and chest.

Even before our first kiss, I was incredibly aroused! Years later—around our tenth wedding anniversary—we were reminiscing about that first date. I told her how I remembered that crowded dance club, and how turned on I’d been by the sensation of her breasts pressing against me at the bar. She replied, «Oh, you thought that was an accident?!» God, was I naive.