You have the whole house to yourself for the evening for the first time in who knows how long. Your husband took the kids to the drive in to give you some time free of responsibility. Rather than taking it easy and binging Netflix, you think it's the perfect night to power wash the front of the house that you have been waiting for your husband to do for weeks. It came to you on a whim, so you aren't exactly dressed for the task at hand.
As the sun goes down and it starts to cool off and get dark, you know it's the perfect time to get started. Clothed in your green tshirt dress and birkenstocks, you drag the power washer and ladder to the front porch and figure that's the best place to start. "who's bright ide was it to the paint the house white?" you think to yourself.
After flicking the gas lanterns a few times to get them both to start, you turn on the rest of the porch lights illuminating your first area of attack. You put on your AirPods to listen to some music and hook up the power washer. Something about listening to Audible makes the work go so much faster. All the lights on the porch illuminate the house but make the street behind you pitch black.
Because of the darkness, you don't notice the neighborhood couple that are out for a run. if you saw them, you would recognize them from the gym where all of you pass by one another almost daily where you smile and nod, but have never talked. They wave, but you are completely unaware, focused on your task at hand. You start with the windows and glass door on the porch hoping they don't leak and let water in the house. After a few trips inside just to make sure, you feel safe continuing. This is going better, and faster, than expected. Between the spray of the water and the Audible distraction, you are completely oblivious to anything going on in the street behind you. The running couple has become separated and the husband finds himself in the street in front of the house, panting to catch his breath from the run.
You give the porch ceiling a go, but realize that the ladder is going to be needed. As you make your way up the ladder and stretch to shoot the water in the corners, you are unaware that the tshirt dress has lifted up exposing your barely thong covered ass to the man in the street. He is nervous that you might fall off the ladder, but seeing your round, perfect ass has already tented his shorts and he knows there is no way he can come up to you without it being incredibly obvious and awkward. He gazes around nervously to see if his wife is coming, not knowing what her reaction would be to him perving on the neighbor, even though she has commented to him many times about how hot you are. but he cant pull his stare away from you.
You continue to wash the ceiling but every time you stretch out to reach higher, more of your ass is exposed. The single string of your black thong disappears between your ass cheeks and the man's raging hardon gets larger and larger.
As you spray, you accidentally hit the wall at too close a range and the water ricochets back and covers you. "Fuck" you say out loud breaking the silence, even though you can't hear it. You climb off the ladder and start to walk into the house, removing your dress as you walk in, unaware of the attention you are receiving. Just as you walk in, the wife comes up on the husband.
"What do you think you are doing?"
"I was just waiting here for you. Didn't see you coming up because it's so dark".
"I don't really think you were looking for me. You seemed preoccupied with something else. Cheyenne perhaps?"
She gazes down at her husband's erection and slowly grazes it with her hand.
She whispers in his ear "it's okay babe. I've been watching you both for a bit and totally understand your...reaction. Perhaps you should do something about it".
Thinking they were about to head home, she stops him. "Seth, come with me" as she motions to the side of the house.
Clothed only in your thong and bra, you make your way back to the bathroom. Even though the water from the powerwasher was cold, it felt refreshing compared to the heat outside. Finally, you feel you can relax and take advantage of the solitude. You start a bath and lay a towel down on the bed to keep the comforter from getting wet. You lay on your side, checking your phone and scrolling aimlessly while the bath fills. The shades are open from earlier in the day, but because of the darkness outside, you hardly notice or care. Although the bedroom is blanketed by a wall of floor to ceiling windows, no one could see in unless they were literally in the backyard.
You had had close calls with pool boys and lawn workers catching a glimpse of you while changing before, but other than in your husband's fantasies, you had never before provided more than just a fleeting glance to onlookers.
The couple, emboldened by what they have seen already, quietly make their way into the backyard.
"Babe, are you sure?"
"Maybe you will luck out and you can see Cheyenne though an open window or something. Even if we don't, don't worry. I will relieve that situation you've got going on in your shorts. That can't be comfortable".
When they round the corner onto the back patio, he can't believe his luck. There you are lying on the bed in only your bra and panties with your ass in perfect position to be seen from outside through the wide open window wall.
Still feeling a bit awkward with his wife, she assures him that everything is okay and this is getting her worked up too.
With eyes fixed on your ass, the wife slowly slips down her husbands shorts releasing his full hard dick. She doesn't remember it ever being quite this big.
You get up to check on the bath water, and disappear into the bathrroom. They look at each other with disappointment thinking they missed their chance. Chance at what, they are unsure but seeing you in your bra and panties both left them longing for more visual stimulation.
Maybe it was what you were looking at on your phone, maybe it's because you have the house to yourself, or maybe you have a sixth sense or a fantasy that someone's watching but for some unknown reason you are massively turned on right now. The water is too hot in the bath so you decide to give it a few and let it cool. But as you pass the cabinet holding your toys, you stop.
"Maybe I need to take advantage of this time and relax a bit".
You check your phone just to confirm the husband and kids are still at the movies. Wouldn't want any surprise interruptions.
