Testing the theory

Cindy looked at me skeptically for a moment, and I could see her anger fade a bit. She rubbed her belly thoughtfully. Then the sound of a leaf blower erupted outside our bedroom window. The landscapers had arrived to work on the lawn. Cindy went to the window and pulled back the curtain to peek out. "Hmm, these landscapers look like they might be Mexican," she said.

I got a weird feeling in my gut. "Uh, you better keep those curtains closed. You are still naked, honey."

"What? Are you embarrassed that other men would see what a fat wife you have?" she asked me.

"Come on, Cindy, it's not like that," I said nervously. I didn't like where this was headed.

"Maybe we should test this theory about Mexican beauty standards?" suggested Cindy. She had a devilish gleam in her eye as she drew back the curtain suddenly and stood boldly in the window with arms raised. She was offering up her naked body for display to the workmen out back and I nearly had a heart attack. My pulse was pounding in my ears. And for some reason, my nascent erection bloomed into a full fledged hardon as my wife exposed herself.

I jumped up and rushed to the window and looked out over my wife's shoulder. A short, brown skinned guy was staring up at her with his mouth hanging open. I think his name was Carlos or maybe Juan. He had been weeding in the bushes outside our bedroom window when my wife had drawn back the curtains suddenly, catching his eye. Cindy waved at him with a friendly smile and he raised his hand, in confusion, looking at me guiltily. I dragged my naughty wife back away from the window.

"For Chrissake, Cindy, get a grip on yourself," I cried. "What's gotten into you?"

"I'm sick of you putting down my figure all the time," she pouted. "I want some positive attention for a change." She pulled away from me petulantly and ran out of the room.

"Jesus, where are you going?" I yelped. "Cover yourself up, woman. At least put on a bathrobe." I chased after my wife, but she just cackled with laughter as she sprinted toward the back door.

"I'm going out back to see what these Mexican guys think of my body," she called over her shoulder. And sure enough, the little slut threw open the back door and strode totally nude out into the yard where the workmen were gathered. I must have really pushed her too far this time.