Hi, we're Jamie (34 yo female) and Aaron (37 yo male), a couple from Vermont. The story below is based on a real life event. You'll find two sections - one from Jamie's perspective, one from Aaron's perspective.
Jamie's Perspective:
I like to take my shower just before bed. I feel more comfortable knowing that I'm all freshened up before sliding under the sheets. But on this particular Sunday, we stayed home all day and didn't do much. I needed to wash my hair, so I figured I could wait until the next morning.
*Knock! Knock!* I opened my eyes - it was barely 6:00 am. Who the hell could be showing up at my door this early? Aaron was already up - I heard him open the door and talk with someone. I got up, put on my bathrobe and headed downstairs to see who it was. Halfway down the stairs, I could hear a man's voice. The construction workers. I completely forgot! The shingles on our roof were getting pretty old and the contractor we've hired for the job said he was going to do it this week. I didn't think it would be this early on a Monday morning. I was lost in my thoughts when the contractor said "mornin' ma'am", smiling at me. I replied "good morning" and realized that I was standing a couple steps up the stairs, wearing only my robe. It's not that it's inappropriate, but it's kind of short and the material is very thin. He could probably see the shape of my breasts and I knew that if I turned around to go back up, he would see the edge of my butt. Maybe it was inappropriate after all! So I stayed right there, pretending to be comfortable, waiting for them to finish their conversation.
The contractor then left the house and I went to the kitchen to make some coffee. I had to leave around 9:00 am for a meeting, so I was in no rush. Aaron made himself a cup and said:
- "Hungry? It's still early, I can make pancakes if you want."
I replied that I wasn't hungry yet and that I wanted to take a shower and wash my hair before breakfast.
- "Are you sure? You better hurry, 'cause the guys will start working on the roof any minutes now. I think they're putting up the ladders on the front of the house though."
Well, that was something I didn't think about! You see, our bathroom is located on the 2nd floor, on the backyard's side. There is a large window right in front of the shower, but we've never had to install curtains or blinds because there's no neighbors in the back. We have a large yard and plenty of trees providing enough privacy.
I went upstairs in our bedroom and opened the curtains just a little. I could see 2 guys in our driveway around their truck and 2 more installing their ladders by the front door. I closed back the curtains and walked to the bathroom. I stood by the window for a minute or two, to double-check that no one was working in the backyard or coming up with ladders. I was probably stressing out for nothing, because they were already setting everything up in the front. And it's not like they would walk on the roof, all the way to the other side, and lean on the edge of the roof to look inside... right? Even if they were working on the section over the bathroom, they wouldn't be able to see me.
My stress went down, so I started the shower, removed my robe and stepped under the water. We have a walk-in type of shower, with 3 glass walls around. When we first moved in, I felt a little too exposed. I'm pretty shy when it comes to nudity. But since it's just Aaron and me, I got used to it. It's also pretty nice to be able to take a shower while looking at nature. I was still nervous to see one of the construction workers appear in the backyard, but they wouldn't be able to see much more than from my waist up. I could always hurry and get out if there was anything. Another minute or so went by and all I could see were trees and birds. No one in sight. I rinsed my hair and started to apply shampoo.
I turned around to face the shower head - that way I could lean my head back and enjoy the hot water running down my body while washing my hair. I closed my eyes for a little bit and when I opened them back, I noticed something moving. I don't mean something moving right here in the shower, but more like a reflection on the stainless structure and the tiles. I turned my head to look outside and saw... a ladder! FUCK! What was I supposed to do? I thought about getting out of the shower, but I had two problems. One, my hair was still full of shampoo. Two, the towels were hanging on hooks right next to the window. If someone came up at the same time as I was reaching out for my towel, they would see me completely naked. A full frontal view!!! My brain couldn't work anymore. At this moment, I decided that my best option would be to stay in there and face the wall where the shower head is (my back to the window) until the worker was on the roof. He would see my butt, but nothing else.
As soon as my mind was made up, I saw some movement behind me again. Someone was definitely climbing up. I could see the shape of a construction hat, followed by a face. At this moment, my legs were shaking. I was so nervous. The worker stayed there for a few seconds, but then kept climbing up. Maybe he didn't notice me? I turned my head around again, to see if he was still there. Nothing but a ladder. Omg, I was so relieved. Maybe he really didn't notice me. Or maybe he was as shocked as I was and kept going, to be polite. I was a customer after all.
I hated to admit it, but the situation kind of excited me. Whatever! The worker was now on the roof and it was time for me to finish showering and get out of there ASAP.
I turned back around (now facing the window) to rinse my hair when I saw a head appear on the other side of the window. Someone else was also going on the roof. And he looked straight at me! This time, there was no hiding possible. I could turn around, but he was already looking at me, fully nude. My legs started shaking again. I couldn't move. I couldn't think straight! I looked away and, for some reason, my hand reached for the soap. I started to wash my body even though he was just there, a few feet away. He would keep climbing up, no? Well, no. He seemed to be working on the gutters or something. So he stayed right there.
Remember when I said that I got a little excited when the other guy saw my naked butt? Well, now it was worst. I was half nervous, half horny. I kept washing every inch of my body. My boobs were covered in soap. I massaged them more than I actually washed them! Fuck, that felt good. The guy was barely working on the house. I kept soaping the rest of my body. I washed my legs, then turned around and started to wash my shoulders, my back and my butt. Just like I did with my boobs, I massaged both cheeks more than I actually washed them. I then ran my hands down my thighs, my knees, and all the way to my ankles, as if doing yoga. He could probably see my pussy from behind. I pretended to wash my feet, got back up and turned back around to face him again. I felt so confident, so in control. At the same time, I felt very ashamed! He was just there, but it's as if the window offered enough protection and enough distance to keep me going.
Honestly, I was more than clean at this point. It was time to get out. I closed the water, opened the glass door and walked in front of the window to get my towel. It was crazy to think that I was inches away from another man than my husband, completely naked and exposed. He was still looking at me a lot more than he was working on our roof! I grabbed my towel and wrapped it around me.
I usually take my time and stay naked to blow dry my hair. But if Aaron is in the bathroom too, I will keep my towel wrapped around me - sometimes around my chest, sometimes just around my waist. To give you some context, the vanity and mirror are not in front of the window. If someone was standing in the backyard, they wouldn't be able to see me. But someone standing in a ladder right in front of the window would be able to see me. And that guy had seen enough of me! So I kept the towel wrapped around me and started to dry my hair. I was almost done when I felt my towel slip a little. Even though I was thinking more straight, I still felt adventurous. I wiggled just a bit and let my towel drop. I pretended that it was an accident and picked it up, but wrapped it around my waist this time. Why not stay topless to finish my hair?
Just as I was about to start putting on my makeup, Aaron opened the bathroom door. He wanted to tell me something, but he suddenly stopped said: