Emily awakes feeling great. She has not slept soundly for months. With all the extra time on her hands, she decides to clean her place.
Normally she would throw on a sweatshirt and sweat pants, but today she decides it is too nice to be all covered up. Thinking of wearing a t shirt, she sees her old bikini top lying in the drawer. Since she is alone and just cleaning up, she decides to wear it.
Knowing the bikini bottoms would be impractical, she grabs a pair of worn out cut off jeans. With the tears in them, she needs to trim them a bit. Emily trims one side, then the other, stopping when she has them even. The bottom edge is not much more than a one inch wide strap and the sides are cut almost to the waistband. Looking at them, she realizes her panties would look silly , showing past the shorts. She drops them onto the floor and pulls on her only thong. When she pulls the shorts on, she looks into the mirror.
Being conservative, she is shocked by how her butt cheeks are exposed. Reasoning she is not going to be seen, she tells herself it is not a big deal. She thinks to herself how liberating it feels to wear these clothes, even if it is in her own home.
She spends a couple of hours cleaning, working up a good sweat. Her hair is all stringy and her legs and chest are glistening with perspiration. Noticing the time, she decides to stop for the day.
As she gets ready to clean up, there is a knock at the door. The guy who takes care of the neighborhood yards tells her he would be planting shrubs under her window, and would be there for an hour or so. She thanks him for the heads-up.
With the blinds only partially obstructed, she can see him working right outside her window. If he looks up, he can see right through the living room. A weird thought shot through Emily's mind. On her way to the hallway, she decides to pull her top off and flung it over her head, bouncing it off the window. Without looking back, she knows he heard it hit the window and probably looked up to see her walking into the hallway topless.
Feeling empowered, just before she turns into her bedroom, she bends over from the waist to pick up a piece of paper on the floor. She knows he got a great look at her ass and possibly her uncovered boobs too.
Not believing what she just did, she started laughing as she stripped down and got into the shower. Washing off the accumulated dirt, she felt great. Being almost time for work, she got dressed and left for work.
She didn't know why, but she was disappointed the man wasn't there when she left. |