Cardigan cargo shorts and flannel shirt.

Knowing of how warm it was suppose to get today, she decided to wear the cardigan cargo shorts and the flannel shirt. Typically she would wear an undershirt under the flannel, but she opted to choose to go with one of her bras and button it loosely. She'd rather avoid wearing too many layers to prevent herself for over heating. Stripping down to her bare nakedness, she stopped to admire her body in the mirror. Her work as a personal trainer played in her favor and helped to keep her shape. She was thin, but not too thin and had was quite tone from her work. Once she was finished admiring her fit body she grabbed the tan cardigan cargo shorts. Slipping on the shorts, she smiled as she struggled to get them over her ass. She had put on some extra muscle from her winter workout regime and the extra leg work she had given her ass a good pump up. Jumping slightly while tugging got the stretched out waist over her rump and she button up the shorts. She did a turn around liking how well her ass filled out the shorts. Getting in proper stance, she did a slow squat watching her ass dropped down and watched the material stretch went into a deep squat. Staying there a moment she maneuvered her self around in similar to duck walk and bent forward. It seem the material could withstand **** positioning so she was sure she'd be able to do garden work with no troubles.

Standing back up, she walked over and opened one of her drawers and pulled out a simple black lace bra. Slipping her arms through the straps, she turned around and watched her hands as she snapped the bra closed. Facing the mirror, she double checked her bra was secured. She may currently be blessed with a dynamite of an ass, but her boobs had shrunken after child birth. The joke was that her daughter Nicole had stolen her breast from all the breast feeding. Instead of possessing her old D cups, Ashley now sported a mere b-cups. Her daughter now bear boobs that were bigger than her mothers so when ever possible Ashley would jokingly call her daughter breast stealer.

Walking back over to the bed she picked up the flannel shirt and slipped it on and just as planned it was somewhat loose. She button up the shirt to leave a little modesty, but decent air flow so only a hint of her bra was visible. She was doing work in the back yard so she shouldn't deal with any gawkers. She then looked at her self in the mirror and study how she looked. Then she decided to do one other thing by unbuttoning the bottom part of her flannel, she then lifted it and tied it just above her belly button. As one extra precaution to working in the sun, she puled her long blonde hair back and tied it in a pony tail with hair band. Happy with how she looked, she exited the room, but not before grabbing the straw hat from her closet.

Outside she was greeted by the warm sun rays just peeking over the canopy of the trees behind her house. Basking in the warm light she surveyed the yard as she approached the shed. The yard was in too bad shape, the obvious jobs today were weeding, prepping the garden beds for planting, mowing the lawn and as she opened the shed, cleaning out the shed. She let out a huff of air as this job would of been easier if her own husband was here. Pursing out her lips she weighed what she would tackle first.