Accidental exhibitionist

I will keep this short, because I have a longer version I've written elsewere.  However, if you are ever interested in hearing more about my past experiences (once they've been posted on here) please let me know. It was a couple years ago, when I was in my late 20s, and hubby and I had recently moved a ways away from our home.  It was just the two of us at the time.  No child yet.  I got used to walking around the house wearing only panties, and occasionally completely nude, though I felt more comfortable in panties.  It was common for me to finish showering and head to the kitchen to check on the food I was cooking wearing only the ring on my finger.  I didn't really care if the windows were open, because it wasn't blatant, lewd nudity.  We have trees in the front and the back, and for the most part they partially cover our windows.  That and I tend to have the curtains closed, though they are see-through, and the blinds are never raised, though sometimes open.  Also, the youngest kid on our street nearby was in high school.  I didn't have many worries. So on one particular day, a weekend where hubby was home, I had finished showering, and walked about looking for him.  I walked from our bedroom, down the hall, to the living room.  The front window faces the living room and you can see straight into the kitchen.  I stood in front of the window about 20 feet away, hands akimbo, and looked around to see if I could hear him.  I quickly suspected he was doing some kind of outside lawn work. That prompted me to walk up to the window, with me still naked, but the fairly see through curtains closed, the blinds open but not raised.  Peeked through outside but couldn't see him.  So I walked to the kitchen towards the glass sliding doors.  Before I got out of the living room, and only about ten feet away from the window, I saw something on the carpet, and bent over the easy way (from my waist, not my knees), which made my butt point to the window. If you don't know what I look like, now would be a good time to tell you.  I'm a petite latina and at the time I had medium sized breasts, a big booty, and a paunch in my tummy.  Slight paunch. On the carpet ended up being nothing important.  So I kept walking to the kitchen to look to the back.  Nothing either.  The only other place he could have been in was the garage and I couldn't go there because he probably had the door open.  So I went and got some lotion and came back to the living room to lotion up my body. In front of the window is a couch.  On the side of the couch is an end table.  Perpendicular to that is another couch.  So the two couches and the end table make an L-shape.  While looking out the window I put lotion in my hands and spread it over my body.  When I got to my legs I lifted one onto the couch, opening myself up a little down there, and made sure to get as close as I could to my lips without putting lotion on them.  I squeezed and pushed and parts of me jiggled as I did so.  All to get the lotion really in there.  Luckily for me, I didn't turn and face the window to put lotion on my butt.  I simply put it on with my butt facing the kitchen.  You'll learn why in a little bit. After about five or ten minutes of my touching session, I was finally done, though sometimes I do put on a second coat, if I'm really dry.  Just about the time I finished, I heard the door to the garage open and before I could say anything, hubby said, "Hey guys, it took me a while, but I found it!" "Crap," I thought, "he's bringing company over."  So I trodded away back to our bedroom to put on some clothes.  I put on pj's and a bra and panties.  Long pant pajama bottoms, and a pajama shirt.  Something a decent wife would wear.  When I came out I still heard hubby talking, and now he was in the living room.  To my surprise, no one was there, but he was still talking, and showing off his, whatever it was, some kind of collector toy or something, he was showing it off to...nobody? "Hey Dave, didn't you have one like this.  Or was it you Tom?" I heard him ask.  Those were two of his brothers' names.  But his brothers were back in Texas.  Then he turned and saw me and called me over.  I walked to him confusingly.  Then he showed me who, and into what, he was talking to.  It was his brothers alright.  All of them.  There were all on his phoen on some kind of group video chat messaging program.  Not sure which one.  It didn't matter.  All that mattered is that all of his brothers had just seen his beautiful, young, [hot], sexy wife, in the buff. Completely nude. In her birthday suit. And not just a glance.  There she was.  Her womanly parts moving around and jiggling as they would.  Not just that, but it was on the end table, so when I put my leg on the couch, my pussy was pretty much right in front of it, one lip slightly parted. I got so red I just stood there in silence. I didn't tell him what happened.  But a couple weeks later when one of his brothers mentioned it, he kinda just laughed it off, and understood why I didn't tell him.  It was embarrassing! Unfortunately, this wasn't the only time I got caught in compromising situations. Hopefully my first story here wasn't too bad.