You ask more daringly

When you got home from work, you saw that Jessica was already home and in the kitchen. She was cooking dinner and was leaning over the stove. You smiled when you saw that she was still in her white dress and black underwear. You greeted her with a kiss on the cheek and headed to the laundry to take off your work shirt and tie. You headed back into the kitchen and leaned against the bench while watching your wife at work. You noticed that the heat of the stove was causing her to sweat a little. You raised your eyebrow as a thought comes by.

"Hey babe, I wanted to ask you something..." You spoke slowly.

She stopped for a second. "What's up?" She replied then continued cooking.

"It looks like you're getting a bit hot from the stove. Why don't you take off the dress? It'd cool you down." You asked.

"It would... but I don't want to." She said.

"It's too hot otherwise." You continued. "Lucky it's just us two in the house."

"I... Suppose." She nodded then tucked her arms out over the dress and let it drop to the floor, revealing her curvy figure.

You quickly picked up the dress and threw it into the laundry. You felt your pants tighten as you watched your wife in her underwear. She didn't even mind that the curtains were wide open.

She pushed you out of the kitchen and began serving up dinner. You ate quietly with her, still in her underwear. It was as if she had completely forgotten that she was wearing clothes before. When you finished, you picked up the plates and cutlery and took it to the sink. You noticed that rubbish bags were sitting there still. They had been there for days.

"I want to ask you something..." You called out.

Jessica walked over to you and waited for you to speak, her expression somewhat blank. You raised an eyebrow at how much this had escalated.

"Could you please take the rubbish out?" You asked.

Jessica opened and closed her mouth. She then nodded and picked up two bags and headed to the door. She opened the door and walked down a few steps and to the bins. You watched from the window and saw a few men pause on the pathway to watch her. You heard them catcalling as she walked back up to the door. She scowled at them, but didn't seem to mind that she was in her underwear.

You found it arousing, but wished that she did too. You wanted to encourage her.