[blueman2021]

My wife and I are using our last 3 days of vacation to renovate our apartment.
Bedroom and hall were already finished. It was partially papered and the windows repainted. It was very hot again that day. We started our work at 10 o'clock in the morning. Now it was time for the living room. Like every day, she wore cycling shorts and a wide t-shirt, with her bikini top on underneath. The shorts were very tight and emphasized her sporty figure. I was painting the walls and she did the windows. We had 4 wide windows facing the garden.

Of course she had to mask the panes so that no paint got on it. She taped everything up by lunchtime and then we took a break. We had a pizza delivered and drank red wine with it. Since it was our last day, we drank 2 glasses of red wine and found it difficult to go back to work after the break.

But it had to be done. So she picked up the paint bucket and brush again and began to paint the window frame.
Since it was the sunny side, the sun was shining fully on it. To paint the windows upstairs she needed a small household ladder.
Standing behind her, I enjoyed her hip movements.
In the meantime she had taken off her sneakers and was standing barefoot on the ladder. She had now finished painting the first window and was moving the ladder to the next. Before continuing, she grabbed a towel to wipe away the sweat.

So she continued to work, briskly dragging the brush up and down.
After a while she got down from the ladder and took off her shirt, which had been wet in the meantime. So she continued to work with her bikini top. Then the doorbell rang and our neighbor stood in front of me.
He asked me if I could help him load 4 sacks of fertilizer out of the car and carry them into the garden. Of course I will help him.
He looked past me and saw my wife on the ladder at work. She heard him and turned around briefly and waved to him.
I noticed his eyes got really big when he saw her standing there in a bikini. She also put on a headband and looked really sexy. The upper part was also well filled and actually covered only the most necessary.

I went with him to the car and helped him. We carried the sacks into his garden and put them where he needed them. When I went back I looked over to our house and had the best view of my loved one. The houses were about 30 meters apart. When we were done he asked me if we would paint all the windows today.
I said yes because we want to finish today. Aha I thought he wants to watch her. My wife hadn't noticed us she was so engrossed in the work.

So I went back and kept looking out the window to see if the neighbor was watching. But he wasn't in the garden, then I discovered him at the window by the curtain, which was open a crack. I thought he should get his show and brought her a glass of water. She climbed down the ladder and drank it on ex. Now I asked her if she wanted to do a show for our neighbors. She looked at me in astonishment and asked how and why. I told her that he is standing at the window and looks over at her. He was a single man around the age of 50. She thought for a moment and asked if there was any more wine. I immediately went and got the rest which she drank down in one gulp. How should she do it? I suggested just being careless on the window sides with the top. The top had sliding sides so it should be a light one. No sooner said than done, she pushed them both slightly outwards, except that now the two were more exposed, you couldn't see everything. Good I said and she climbed back up the ladder and started painting. She started right at the top and stretched both arms up and bent down to the paint bucket. Now she leaned out of the window and "by accident" stayed on the frame with her breasts so that the upper part shifted so that one breast was free. This left fresh color on the upper part and on the skin!

From the background I looked at the neighbor and sure enough he was watching. Then the window was finished and she started on the next. Now and then she would push the tops back into place and push back the breasts. So it wasn't even noticed on purpose. After a while I saw him working in the garden. He filled buckets and carried them to where needed. He looked straight across.
My wife kept repeating the game. When everything was painted she took off the top all the way and stood sideways to him and took her towel and wiped her breasts clean with cleaner. She acted completely unobserved as if she knew nothing. She held her breasts in one hand and wiped with the other. In the meantime he looked out the window again....