My Daughter's Friends Again

A few weeks ago, my eighteen-year-old daughter Tami brought home a couple of cute high school boys. Later that same afternoon, Tami prepared to take a bath because she thought the boys had already left. Unbeknownst to Tami, the boys only pretended to leave. They actually sneaked back into our trailer home and hid inside my daughter's closet.

The real twist was that the spies were being spied on! Nobody knew that I was already home before they arrived. They also didn't know that I was secretly watching everything that was taking place in my trailer. My daughter had no idea I was home and the boys had no idea that I knew about their hiding place. I finally made my presence known by going to the front door and acting as if I'd just gotten home from work.

I probably should have been angry about the spies in my daughter's closet, but I hadn't enjoyed romantic fulfillment in quite some time so I was feeling a little mischievous. I decided to pretend like I didn't know the boys were the closet. My plan was to innocently strip completely naked in front of the eighteen-year-old boys and do a little teasing in the process.

Unfortunately, my daughter came into the bedroom and took off all of her clothes before I could put my plan into action. Tami was standing there totally nude and she was entirely unaware that the boys were watching her. Telling Tami about the teenaged voyeurs would have spoiled my fun so I just went ahead and allowed my daughter to prance around naked in front of her classmates.

When my daughter finally went into the bathroom to take a bath, the fun really began. First, I slowly stripped off all of my clothes. Then I stood in front of a mirror and acted as though I was admiring my naked body while the boys watched. That was all I originally intended to do, but I got carried away and ended up masturbating with a vibrator right in front of the teenaged spies.

After giving myself an earth-shaking orgasm, I caught the boys slapping their salamis. I even watched as they fired off their young stiff cannons. When I caught the boys stroking themselves, I pretended to be shocked and angry. However, the fun didn't stop there. Before the boys left, I took one of them into my bedroom and showed him how to satisfy a woman. Discovering that I could still excite an eighteen-year-old boy was a real thrill for me and I looked forward to my next opportunity.

A few weeks passed and another opportunity presented itself to me. Tami invited a couple of friends over to eat dinner and watch TV. I assumed it would be the same boys that participated in our naked romp earlier so I hurried home from work to prepare for the evening. First I was going to take a soothing hot bath and then I was going to start dinner.

Even though I live in a trailer home, I have a large tub with whirlpool jets in it so I looked forward to a nice long bath. My bathroom curtains were open and I saw a man walking down the street. He stopped at my neighbor's trailer and I concluded that he worked for the electric company. The man was wearing a work shirt and hardhat, and he appeared to be performing the annual inspection of our meters.

I was going to close the curtains, but the man looked so handsome and rugged that I decided to leave the curtains open and have some fun. I thought it would be exciting to doing a little flashing for the man as he walked down the street. Unfortunately, I forgot that my electric meter was right below the bathroom window!

As the man approached my trailer, I slowly unzipped my tennis dress and slipped it off. I was now clad in just my skimpy bra and panties. Then I heard grass rustling outside my bathroom window and I sensed that the man was nearby. This made me nervous because I only expected to give the man a little glimpse of me as he walked down the street. I didn't expect him to walk right up between the trailers!

My nervousness intensified because the man was right outside my window. It's true that I wanted to flash the man, but I only wanted to flash him from a distance. I didn't expect him to have a front row seat.

I could have run out of the bathroom, but that would have revealed my scheme to the man. It would have appeared as if I intentionally removed my dress in front of him, but lost the nerve to go any further. The only way to prove that I was oblivious to his presence was to continue removing my clothes and act like I didn't know he was there.

With the man just outside the window, I unfastened my bra and freed my melons from their lacy constraints. That's when I saw the man's reflection in the bathroom mirror. Now I was sure he was peeking through the window. He was watching me undress!

I thought to myself, "The man is right outside my window. How could he be so bold?"

That's when I remembered the electric meter was right below my bathroom window. He was just doing his job. He couldn't help it if he had to stand in front of my bathroom window in order to read the meter. However, it was sure taking him a long time to read that meter!

The man's presence made me both nervous and excited at the same time. Again I thought about running out of the bathroom, but the idea of a man watching me take my clothes off was too exhilarating to pass up. The thrill of exhibitionism took over and I quickly worked up the nerve to continue removing my clothes. While taking off my underwear, I just had to act natural. I had to make it appear as if I didn't know the man was there.

As the man watched, I hooked my thumbs inside my white panties and pushed them down my legs. I was left standing there naked, except for my white socks. It was now time to begin filling the tub. When I bent over to turn on the faucet, I kept my legs straight and gave the man a clear view of my bare ass. I even took my time checking the water temperature to give him a nice long look at my smooth round butt.

Next I put one foot up on the side of the tub to slip my sock off. When I did, I got a glimpse of myself in the bathroom mirror. I'm a thirty-seven year old single mother and I have a great body thanks to my job at the Health and Fitness Club. I spend much of my time there working out so I have firm breasts, flat abs and a beautiful round ass. Even though I have a child, my skin is nice and smooth without any marks on it. I've been pretty lucky to retain my youthful looks.

While admiring myself in the mirror, I couldn't help noticing how much my daughter and I look alike. Tami is five-foot-two with a slender body and perky breasts. She has dark hair, a cute face and a bubbly personality. Tami is both sweet and cute, so there are always plenty of boys hanging around. I'm five-foot-four and my breasts are somewhat larger than Tami's are, but otherwise we look more like sisters than mother and daughter. Therefore, the man from the electric company may have thought he was watching a younger woman strip for him.

After removing my socks, I was forced to spread my legs apart in order to step up over the side of the tub and dip a toe into the water. I quickly glanced up to make sure the man was there and of course he was still watching as I flaunted my neatly trimmed brunette bush in front of him. I finally settled into the tub and positioned myself so that one of the jets was shooting right on my love button. It felt so good that I closed my eyes for a while and let that wonderful feeling begin building inside of me.

As the man continued watching, I took the soap and started lathering up my body. I slowly massaged my breasts, and then I used my index fingers to make little circles over my round rosy nipples. Touching my nipples made me tingle all over and a quick glance up at the window confirmed that the man was enjoying it, too. Then I gently rolled each nipple between my thumb and forefinger until they were both nice and hard.

Before washing my hair, I rinsed the soap off my breasts. This allowed the man to examine my ripe melons and pert nipples in all their glory while I washed my hair. When I raised my arms to apply shampoo to my hair, my big boobs were thrust out in front of me. I spent a good deal of time lathering up my hair and I made sure I jiggled my firm tits for the man while I vigorously massaged my scalp.

Next I stood up and with my bare ass pointed right at the man, I lathered my beautiful butt. First I worked my soapy hands all over my smooth tan butt cheeks, and then I moved to the inner portions of my nice firm ass. I even slid my fingers up and down my sensitive butt crack. Then I bent way over to wash my legs and feet, giving the man a fantastic view of my smooth backside. With my legs spread wide apart, he may have even been able to see my pussy lips from behind, too!

While still standing, I turned around and lathered up my hands again. Then I slowly slid my soft hands up between my inner thighs until I finally reached my pleasure patch. While continuing to face the man, I moved my hands all the way up to my neatly trimmed brunette bush and then I shampooed my girl fur. Once I was finished with my pussy hair, I dipped a finger down between my legs and made sure that my pink place was nice and clean. The man had to be enjoying the show I was putting on now!

After teasing my pussy to the brink of an orgasm, I settled back in front of the jet and let the rushing water work its magic between my legs. The feeling was building stronger and stronger as I massaged my breasts. Having the warm water shoot straight at my little clitty felt fantastic as the emotional tension continued to build. Then the pressure inside of me became so strong that I couldn't hold back any longer and my body erupted in a powerful orgasm. I was moaning so loud that the man probably heard me even over the sound of the whirlpool jets.

I laid motionless in the whirlpool for a while, but after getting a grip on my senses I rinsed off and got out of the tub. I dried myself off, but instead of wrapping the towel around me, I hung the towel up and stayed in the nude. The man got a good look at my bare boobs as I dried my hair.

With my hands holding the hair brush and hair drier up above my head, my breasts wobbled in front of me. I even exaggerated my movements to make sure I put on a good show for the man. I also remained naked as I put on my make-up. When I was finally finished getting cleaned up, I decided that the man had seen enough and I went into the kitchen to start making dinner.

Still in the nude, I entered the kitchen and put a few pans on the stove. Suddenly the doorbell rang. I was bare-assed naked and the only way to access my clothes was to pass in front of the living room windows. Whoever was at the door would be able to see me without a stitch of clothing on, so I grabbed the only thing available in the kitchen. It was a red and white plaid apron that really didn't provide much coverage, but it was better than nothing.

The bib part of the apron was obviously not meant to be worn alone. My large breasts threatened to spill out the sides and my nipples were about to pop out on top. The short hem of the apron stopped right at the bottom of my soft pussy hair. If I pulled down on the apron to completely hide my bush, my tits would spill out of the top. My only option was to position the apron so that my nipples and pussy were right on the brink of exposure. Of course my butt was still exposed, except for the ties of the apron that hung down over the crack of my ass.

I covered myself the best I could and then I opened the door. It was the guy from the electric company. His eyes were about to jump out of his head when he saw what I was wearing. It was even sexier to be barely covered by the pretty apron than to be completely naked.

I smiled and asked, "What can I do for you?"

He grinned, cleared his throat and said, "I just want to give you your inspection certificate."

I took the card and asked, "Are you finished with your inspection or is there something else you want to look at?"

He grinned at me, but he didn't know how to answer the question.

Then I asked the man, "Usually you just attach this card to the meter. Why did you offer to give it to me in person?"

The man said, "Since you were home, I decided to give you personal service."

Acting frantic, I asked, "How did you know I was home? I was taking a bath. Wait a minute...did you look in my bathroom window? Were you watching me take a bath?"

His face turned red as he stammered, "No...no, of course not. I was just trying to be nice."

I said, "Well, okay. I guess you're telling the truth" even though we both knew he was lying.

Then the man asked if he could come in. I must admit I was tempted, but I told him that I was expecting company. At that moment, a boy walked up and said that he was invited for dinner. The man from the electric company gave me an impish smirk as I allowed the high school boy to enter the trailer.

I blushed as I tried to explain to the man, "This isn't what it looks like."

The man just laughed and said, "Whatever," and then he walked away.

I closed the door and turned to face the boy. I was somewhat embarrassed because I was still clad in only the little apron and I was now standing in front of a boy I'd never met before. He said that his name was Brock and then he asked if Tami was home. I told him that she would be home any minute and that I had to get back into the kitchen.

I expected the boy to wait in the living room, but he followed me into the kitchen. He even took a seat at the kitchen table. The boy apparently intended to watch me cook and all I was wearing was that little apron! I had bread baking, spaghetti sauce cooking and water boiling so I couldn't just walk away and let the food burn. I had to continue cooking and let the boy gawk at my bare ass.

It was an awkward situation and neither one of us knew what to say so I started making small talk. The boy said that he attended high school with my daughter and he also mentioned that he was eighteen-years-old. I was relieved to hear that bit of information because I didn't want to get arrested for flaunting my naked body in front of a minor.

Brock was only a few feet behind me as I bent over to check on the bread. I felt the apron strings shift and I could tell that my butt crack was totally exposed. In my bent over position I was also worried that the high school boy was getting an eyeful of my pussy lips from behind, too. Unfortunately, there was nothing I could do about it so I simply let him look.

Then I was forced to reach up into the cabinet to get the spaghetti noodles. When I did, the hem of the apron climbed up in front me and a large portion of my soft brown pussy hair was revealed. The boy quickly moved forward and asked if I needed any help. It was obvious that I didn't need help retrieving a box of noodles, which also made it obvious that the only reason the boy offered to help was to get a better view of my neatly trimmed brunette bush. After getting the noodles, the boy returned to his chair and I continued making the spaghetti.

Stirring the sauce caused my boobs to bounce around under the tiny apron bib. This was quite exciting for Brock. Not only did my nipples threaten to pop out above the apron, my breasts were in danger of falling out of the sides, too. Then I stood sideways to the boy as I opened the refrigerator to get the cheese. I had to lean over and when I did, the bottom of the apron fell away from my body giving Brock a peek from the side. The teenage boy was looking directly at my hairy triangle! Once again I felt both embarrassed and excited as I teased the boy.

Finally Brock spoke and said, "You're very beautiful Mrs. Keller."

I abruptly turned around and said, "Why thank you!"

Unfortunately, my abrupt motion caused my apron to shift and my left breast fell out to the side. My entire breast was exposed for the boy to see. I should have tucked my boob back into the apron bib, but Brock's reaction was priceless. His eyes opened wide and his mouth almost dropped to the floor. I turned back to the stove, but I left my breast out on display.

Soon the food was ready so I bent over to take the bread out of the oven. This gave Brock another view of my bare butt. I turned all of the burners down to the warm setting to let the food simmer and then I set the table. My left breast was still showing as I put the cups, plates and silverware on the table. Brock was mesmerized by the sight of my bare tit, so when I set the plate down in front of him, I casually let my breast brush up against the side of his face. When I made my way to the other side of the table, I couldn't help noticing the innocent grin on the young boy's face.

After seeing the expression on Brock's face, I looked down and said, "So that's what you're looking at. My breast popped out!"

Brock looked mortified so I continued, "Oh don't worry about it. You wouldn't be a boy if you didn't look. Besides, this apron doesn't really hide much anyway so I guess I'll put some clothes on."

Then I shocked Brock by untying the apron and slipping it off right in front of him. While I was totally nude, I stood in front of the boy and slowly folded the apron. Brock was sitting just a couple feet away from me and he seized the opportunity to take a close look at my big breasts, bare butt and soft pussy hair. I smiled at Brock and headed into my bedroom, but Brock must have thought my smile was an invitation because he followed me.

Brock didn't try to touch me. He just stood and watched as I looked through my closet. With an unobstructed view of my bare butt, Brock continued to watch as I selected a denim skirt and a T-shirt. I turned and faced Brock as I stepped into my skirt, providing Brock one last look at my soft brown bush.

Then I asked, "Brock, would you be a dear and zip my skirt up?"

I was quite capable of zipping up the skirt myself, but I wanted to have some fun with the boy. His fingers were trembling as he grabbed hold of the skirt and slowly pulled up the zipper. He also took the liberty of dragging his fingers against my butt crack as he zipped up the skirt. Allowing Brock to tickle my butt crack sent chills up and down my spine.

After zipping my skirt, Brock said, "Um Mrs. Keller, aren't you forgetting your panties?"

I answered, "Hmm, I guess I am. Well, let's just make this our little secret!"

Then I saw a drop of spaghetti sauce on my finger. I licked it off and then I asked Brock to pick up my T-shirt.

I said, "Brock, can you do me another favor. I have sauce on my hand. I don't want to get it on my white T-shirt so will you slip it over my head for me?"

Brock was eager to help, so I held my arms up. This allowed him to slip the T-Shirt over my head. My stance forced me to thrust my breasts right out at the boy, which gave him a close-up view of my firm breasts and round rosy nipples. I even pressed my big boobies against him as he struggled to get the shirt over my head.

Finally he got my shirt on and as Brock pulled it down in front of me, he let his fingers slide right over my breasts. His fingers gently bounced over my stiff nipples like little speed bumps on the way down. My shirt didn't quite reach my belly-button, but after releasing my shirt from his grip, he continued to let his fingers stray over my soft skin until he reached the waistband of my skirt.

When I felt him try to dip a finger inside my skirt, I held his hand and said, "Thanks for helping me get dressed, but I think we'd better finish dinner" and then I lead him back into the kitchen.

Right after we returned to the kitchen, the front door opened and Tami entered. She was followed by Kendall and Dana, who play on the high school softball team with my daughter. Kendall is around five-foot-seven and slender with light brown hair and smallish breasts. Dana has blonde hair and is around five-foot-three. She's a little heavier than the other two girls, but she has a nice rack to go with her larger size. Like Brock, all of the girls are eighteen-year-old seniors in high school. The girls were still wearing their softball shorts and jerseys from softball practice.