Flashing SeXStoRY

About three years ago, I lived in a house with my k**s and then husband. I was usually up before him and always went out to get the morning paper on our front stoop, or rather down onto the sidewalk leading to our house because that's where the paper ended up at. Now, normally I slept nude and in the morning I'd just throw on a long white nightshirt to go out. I mean it covered everything down to mid thigh after all! So I'd go out and would often stand and read the headlines before going in to dress. There was a construction company that was building a house on our side of the block just past the vacant lot where there must have been a couple dozen guys working. I couldn't but help notice I started having an audience every morning when I came out to read the paper for a few minutes. So much I started to learn their names. So I'd just wave and say hi and thought nothing more of it. It didn't occur to me for almost three weeks that every morning the rising sun would silhouette my body through my worn white long t shirt. Sometimes from the side..... or the back..... I was sooo fucking embarrassed! What a blonde huh??