Get dressed.

I take a quick look around as I quietly move through the door. I don't see anyone around, which is a very good thing as only covering my crotch with my clothes at the moment. I see the jogging shorts Ashley left me in the kitchen I figure I might as well just get dressed there in the kitchen.

I drop all but my shirt on my bags and head into the kitchen towards the shorts naked. I pull the shirt on over my head. I grab the shorts and as I pull them up I realize they are a bit shorter than I am comfortable with. My cock, only maybe half hard at the moment is very close to the hem of the leg, if I get hard in these my cock is likely to poke out the leg.

As I'm evaluating this I hear a noise to my left, crap I didn't think to check if anyone was in the kitchen, before I walked in here.

I slowly turn not knowing who I'm about to face that may or may not have just seen me completely naked.

Then I see who it was or should I say I see part of who it is. I see a pair of seriously high heels, cute white lace topped socks, fishnet stockings running up some nice legs, garter belt holding the stockings stretched over a very nice tight ass bent over rummaging under the kitchen sink. I see the skirt and the ruffles pulled up showing her ass and venture to guess this would be the 'french maid' dad always liked to keep around. But the one I remember wore sexy lacy underwear that I used to jack off too all the time when I watched her bent over dusting or on her knees scrubbing the floor. This maid has a very skimpy thong on that is barely covering her, as I can see the pucker of her asshole and see her pussy lip peeking out one side. I feel my cock growing again as I watch her ass swaying as she's collecting cleaning supplies.