A story that I read on this site got me thinking about something that happened to my wife about 10 years ago.
Our second child was a few months old at the time and Kathy had got herself back into good physical shape - and she was in great shape at that time - nice big tits, a great curvy ass and good shapely legs.
We were having some landscaping done at the rear of our house and were accustomed to the landscapers coming and going around the property whenever it suited them to do so.
We were awoken one morning by our child crying. The routine was normally that I would get out of bed, go downstairs to prepare some warm wilk and then either Kathy or I would feed the baby in our bed.
This morning, however, Kathy immediately sprung out of bed and announced that she would get the milk and that I could get some much needed sleep.
I watched her leave the bedroom, quite surprised that she hadn't thrown a robe on before going downstairs. She is normally very conservative, but on this occasion she was wearing the sheer, white baby-doll nightdress (that I sometimes persuaded her to wear to turn me on) over a tiny pair of pale yellow panties. Short, see-through and wide open at the sides it was my favourite of all her nighties. I often told her that I would love it she let another man see her in it. I can't remember the last time she wore it for me!