We decided to put our house up for sale. We called the realtor and setup up a Saturday morning market analysis at 9:30 am. So Gayle and I both knew between our jobs we would have to get the house clean. We both were a little lazy all week getting it done. Gayle kinda waited to do her jobs,and we bickered alittle about who did what.
Saturday morning arrived and Gayle hurried around, doing her jobs,nude under a bathrobe.We were running out of time, before he did the analysis. She is a short women, and told me I needed to clean the cobwebs and dust off the ceiling fan.
I said “he will get over it.” She got alittle upset and said ” Do it yourself if you want it done.” She pretty tick off by now. The realtor arrived, I greeted at the door and from there we walk around the outside of the house. Then we went in.Gayle was on a short step ladder, still in her robe,stretching upwards with her swiffer in one hand, and rotating the blades by hand to clean them.She hadn’t realized that her swaying back and forth, her large boobs had bounced out of her robe. Both of them. We both just watch her for a moment or two. Then I said ” Gayle.” She looked pissed and and stop brushing.She said “what.” I said” I think you should check your robe.” She dropped the brush and covered up.