Every Sunday Morning, Sydney wakes up at the crack of dawn, hours before her husband, just to wash her car, a Ford Mustang convertible. She spends hours washing, waxing and polishing her car until it sparkles like new. It's the same routine every Sunday, and recently she has been joined by her next-door neighbor, Ted, who watches her from his front porch.
She finds it erotic that he is up early again today to see her washing her car, or more precisely, to see how little she is wearing while washing her car. Her husband would not approve of her purposefully enticing his voyeurism but nevertheless, she has started wearing less and less each Sunday morning, like a string bikini or a half shirt with her shortest shorts, just to tease his curiosity.
Sydney is 22 years old with long strawberry blonde hair, deep blue eyes, and is a 5' 4" 110-pound petit beauty. Her husband Mike is 30 years old and rightfully over protective of his young bride, knowing too well that she can be wild and yet, he is completely in the dark about her public exhibitions.
Today she is wearing her white satin pajama pants and a white camisole which she slept in last night. She is considering going back inside and changing because without a bra the mist from spraying the water hose is making her nipples visible from underneath the sheer material.
Instead, she looks up from her car over at Ted and waves good morning to see that she still has his full attention. The more she thinks about him watching her, the more she considers the possibilities of how she can have some fun with him, right now, while Mike is still asleep.
She pictures him seeing her perky 34B tits, or the luscious curve of her ass, or maybe a view of her neatly trimmed pussy. She imagines what his reaction might be considering that they are neighbors, will he behave the same way as strangers act when they catch an unexpected peek, with a look of surprise and delight, or will he try and hide his emotions and show no reaction at all?
To flash him from right in front of her house, she decides she needs to make it look unintentional. She certainly doesn't want him telling her husband that she deliberately exposed herself, giving away her special secret that she has managed to keep from him for the past two years, beginning with the very first time, on her wedding night.
Right after their marriage ceremony they drove until midnight to a bed and breakfast to stay the night before leaving on a 7 day cruise the next morning on their honeymoon. After they checked in, Mike left to buy some alcohol at a nearby convenience store.
From the bedroom window Sydney could see the night clerk, who had checked them in a few minutes earlier, was now standing outside in the dark, watching her every move.
She wasn't sure why or even how it started, but outside the clerk watched in silence as she slowly removed her tank top and skirt, and then her bra and panties. When Mike returned he could not have known that the clerk had seen his wife completely naked, or that she had left a small gap in the curtains just enough for someone outside to watch Mike fucking his new bride.
Today she is still obsessed with exposing herself to complete strangers, men that she will never see again. Showing off for a neighbor was risky, but she was up to the challenge and decides to innocently flash him her little white ass.
She gets in the back seat of her car and pulls off her pajamas along with her panties. She could see him lean forward in his chair trying to see what she is doing in the back seat.
She puts her pajama paints back on and gets out of the car, then picks up the water hose and squeezes it to stop the flow of water. As she builds up water pressure she acts confused like she is trying to locate a kink somewhere in the hose.
She aims the hose at her body and releases her tight grip. Water rushes out and soaks her camisole and drenches her pajamas. She screams out but lets the water continue to pour over her body before dropping the hose to the ground.
The cold water takes her breath away and when she looks down at her body she realizes her impromptu plan worked a little too well.
Her top is completely transparent and she can easily see her erect nipples through the thin material. Her pajama pants hug her like a second skin down her legs and around her ass cheeks. Without any panties, she can even see the impression of her pussy. Just then she hears, "Are you alright?" She looks up to see Ted standing right in front of her.
