An Apron

"Jenn, are you home?" Courtney called.

"Shit, shit, shit!" she cursed again and again while she could hear Courtney getting closer. But by some miracle, Jenn found her apron hanging on her pantry cabinet. It was always where she left it but in the moment of panic, she forgot it was there.

With little time left, the naked woman scurried towards her apron and picked it up. She put it over her and successfully tied it around her waist. She did it! She got her apron on! But Jenn looked down at herself and regretted her decision right away.

Even though she may have successfully put on her apron, it was still very obvious that she's naked underneath. Her cleavage and side boobs revealed itself out of the apron. Yes, she was covered, but only on the front side. The backside was still completely bare, meaning that her round bottoms was still out there for Courtney to see if she was ever standing right behind her. Her backside felt so exposed and **** compared to the front. It felt so odd to her, feeling the cool air behind, compared to the front.

Not to mention, Jenn clearly didn't think this through. She didn't even have time to. Courtney would obviously find it very questionable if she found Jenn in the kitchen wearing nothing but a pair slippers and an apron all alone in the house. What would she think of her? What would she say?

"Jenn, where are y- OH MY!!!" Courtney gasped, raising her eyes as they laid on Jenn.

Jenn blushed furiously as she **** out a smile.

"Hi Courtney~ Fine afternoon, isn't it?"