Here’s a little story of some spontaneity between my wife and I that happened a few months ago. I’ve been thinking about it recently and am hoping for an encore at some point. I apologize in advance for any formatting errors, as I’m using mobile.
One afternoon I headed to the bathroom for a shower. Normally I grab my towel and set it on the counter beside the shower and in this instance I’d forgotten to do so. I got washed and finished up and called out to my wife, who was in the living room, asking her to grab a towel for me. I enjoyed the water while I waited on her.
She came in after a moment and got a fresh towel from the closet. She’s an even 5 feet tall and a petite 110 lbs or so, with an extra pound or two in her butt and thighs. Lovely little B-cup breasts and straight brunette hair that stops about 4 inches below her neckline. She was wearing her lounge wear which was made up of a pair of loose fitting shorts that were just a tad too short, in that they stopped about an inch from the bottom of her cheeks. She also had on a loose, pink spaghetti strap top with “Pink!” Emblazoned on it in the style of like a baseball logo. It was also short, so that should she reach her arms up her belly button would peak out.