Like everyone, I have seen the occasional tight skirt or yoga pants where she could not have been wearing anything underneath, but this is the only time in my life I have ever gotten a payoff, and it wasn't even a skirt.
In town we have a branch of the large orange home improvement chain of stores that offers a free kid's craft one Saturday a month. The store sets up a work table of plywood on overturned buckets, with benches around the side. The benches are overturned buckets with 2x12s on top for seating.
I had my young son with me in line to gather materials when I saw a woman, fit, smaller-chested, with stylish-layered dark blonde hair. She was about 40, a couple of years older than me at the time. Very much my type, tight body, athletic. She had on some casual top and a pair of VERY short, tight, khaki-colored denim shorts. Not cut-offs, but with a minimal cuff on the "legs". Also low-rise when that was the rage. Just inappropriate enough that the moms who had let themselves go probably hated her. They were so brief that even while I was staring at her ass in line I wondered if there was anything underneath.
Minutes later the kid and I are working on the project and and I glance across the table. Eight feet away since it was two plywood-sheets wide, the hot MILF was doing the same with her daughter. I looked down and almost fell off my board. Those denim shorts must have been the super-stiff material, and she had chosen to straddle the 2x12 bench. She had her left leg towards me and was also twisted to her left and leaning over to help her child. The spread legs and stiff material had caused such a gap that I could see her entire pussy.
She was fully shaved and it was the kind of perfect pussy where the lips are always kind of open and you could see straight in. She was also about 40, so it had just the right amount of "broken-in" look to it. With the lighting in the store every detail was crystal clear.
Best for last - remember I said she was leaning forward? This put her labia in contact with the 2x12 bench. Literally resting her cooch on pine. I couldn't figure out how she was unaware. At first I thought this was meant for me, but there were other people on either side of and behind me who must have had had the same view, and this went on long enough to put a roof on a birdhouse. Either she was oblivious or my soulmate.
Worst part - I was helping a three year old with a hammer and was already short about four extra hands. No pictures.
