Similar story to the one above but sort of reversed. My wife works from home two days a week. She usually looks at these days as 90% days off. She gets her stuff done over her morning coffee and has to be available to her phone during working hours but mostly just lounges. I came home from work the other day around 430 and she was sitting on the couch on presumably her eighth or so episode of some reality show. She got up and joined me in the kitchen. She had on a loose fitting grey tank top with no bra. It’s a thicker material so her nipples weren’t poking but the movement of her breasts was obvious. She also had on a pair of white pajama pants. When she wears these you can usually see the outline of her underwear through them. Not panty lines but the actual panties are visible through the material. It’s obvious where her tan legs end and her panties begin. As she helped me put away groceries I ogled her ass jiggling through the thin material. Her black panties were wedged halfway up her cheeks and the pants clung to her shapely butt.
It was a low key experience that quickly became a bit more when mentioned our neighbor had stopped by earlier. He’s been trying to talk us into playing pickleball and took the liberty to go ahead and buy us rackets and balls to play at the park nearby. My first thought was that she would have been wearing the same thing. She said he caught her off guard but she threw on her sweatshirt so no worries. Of course I’m thinking well that covered your tits but the real show is down below. She said she met him at the door then told him to go to the garage. She opened it from the inside and he came in and they put it with our other activity stuff. She said they made small talk for a good 20 minutes. She also mentioned while she was out there she got some Halloween decorations out and wanted to hang them with me tonight. So of course I don’t know details but I’m picturing her walking around the garage, daylight filling the room from the large door being opened, illuminating her pants and exposing her black panties and nice tan cheeks beneath. Her stooping and bending and organizing the decorations while they chatted. Him standing and staring and taking in her beautiful ass.
I didn’t say anything though. My wife is fairly reserved and mentioning it would likely kill any and all future possible scenarios. My neighbor is 60 and his wife died a few years ago. I can only imagine what is a low key story for me was a high key real life event for him.
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