After finishing school at eighteen, his body and thoughts had changed a lot. He had had a few girlfriends up to then and that had heightened his desire to be seen naked by females. He loved to watch their fascination as they checked out his cock.
When he started university, he moved away from his hometown, and, while this meant not seeing friends so often, it also opened up other opportunities for him. University came with lots of holiday periods. There were times when he could play a bit more in his home environment as both parents would be out of the house all day. Back in those days, there were delivery people for all sorts of items. One of these that came to his home nearly every day was a baker - to deliver fresh bread. He had noticed that there was now a new driver, a youngish blonde female that had replaced the male delivery guy. Her delivery required that she would come up the front stairs and place a fresh loaf of bread just inside the front door, take the change left there for her and then return to her van. He decided that this presented a perfect opportunity.
The front of the house had a sunroom with big windows facing the street. There were blinds on the windows, but these were left open most of the time. A big lounge, long enough to sleep on, was the main item in the sunroom and was a favourite place to sit or lay to enjoy the warmth. He decided that the next day he would seat himself on the lounge wearing only a short dressing gown and underpants during her next delivery.
The next morning, he prepared himself and the setting. The blinds were open, and the change was just inside the front door. He had the dressing gown on, loosely tied around his waist so that you could see what he was wearing underneath. The baker's van pulled up and he watched the girl get her basket from the rear of the van and head into the other houses. Eventually, she got to his house. He was seated on the lounge reading a magazine as she came to the front door. He looked at her, just as she glanced through the windows to see him. There were brief smiles as she took the money and departed. He felt very pleased with himself.
This continued for a few weeks with him revealing nothing more. Sometimes he would feign sleep, laying on the lounge in just his underwear while she made her delivery. Sometimes he would sneak a peek as she took the money, just to see if she was looking. He wasn't disappointed and it seemed she had gotten used to seeing him this way. Now it was time to make things a little more interesting.
During the next delivery, his plan was to feign sleep on the lounge in just his robe - no underwear. This was still a day away, so spent a few hours testing positions and levels of exposure. Happy with his plan, he waited for the morning.
He knew the approximate time that she would arrive and so prepared himself in advance. He heard the sound of the van coming up the street and settled back onto the lounge. The robe was, as usual, tied loosely and adjusted so that his cock was partially exposed. He heard her footsteps coming up the front steps and again chanced a look through the bottom of his eyes. He expected that she knew he would be there for her to look at. Except for this time, she got more than expected. He watched as she looked before taking the money. This time there was a very noticeable smile on her face.
Now he had set the expectation. The next deliveries would need something else to keep her interest. He decided that he would make the payment in person rather than leave the money for her to collect. Again, the robe was adjusted to provide glimpses of his cock. She arrived again with the fresh loaf and looked for the money. It wasn't there but just then he came down the hallway half in a rush saying he had the payment for her. She waited as he hurried to the door with the robe gaping, exposing him. She smiled and thanked him, turned, and left. He watched as she got in the van, glanced back to see him, and then drove off.
Work followed from university, and this meant travel and hotel rooms. At first, he would simply check out the view from the window looking for any adjacent apartments where he could indulge his voyeuristic nature. Many locations offered more opportunities and soon he had knowledge of which room offered the best views. In hotter climates, the women were less concerned with closing curtains, and many times he would look out from his room and be afforded the sight of women in various states of attire.
While these times were eagerly awaited, the desire for him to be seen was also burning. He too would leave his curtains wide open, and in fact, he would make sure that he opened them as soon as he arrived at a new room. If he noticed female observers in adjacent rooms or buildings, he would make sure to gain their attention somehow and then start to undress, hoping to be noticed by them.