Hanging out in my underwear

I often only wear my boxers around the house. It’s much more comfortable than wearing clothes, and after all, it’s my house. Why shouldn’t I do what’s comfortable?

My wife once tolerated, and at times enjoyed, me hanging out in my underwear. That is until my mother in law moved in. Ever since she moved in my wife has repeatedly needed to remind me that I can’t walk around in my boxers while her mother lives with us. My mother in law agrees with my wife on this, though she has been less vocal about it.

One morning I woke to find that my wife had left for work early. It’s unseasonably hot day so I decide to take the opportunity to lounge in my underwear. I step outside my bedroom and down the stairs to the kitchen to make breakfast, wearing only my underwear.

As I’m cooking I hear my mother in law come down the stairs. She makes her way to the kitchen and sees me. “So,” she says, “looks like you can’t seem to follow your wife’s one simple rule: keep your clothes on.” She looks at me with her hands on her hips in typical scolding-mom fashion.

“It’s my house,” I reply. “I can wear, or not wear, anything I please. If you don’t like it, that’s just too bad!” I’m pretty proud of myself for standing up to her and being the man of the house.

“Oh I never said that I didn’t like it. In fact I’m a bit impressed that you’re not embarrassed, walking around almost naked in front of me” She fingers the waistband of my underwear, causing me to start to both get hard and embarrassed. She continues more sternly, “It does seem a bit rude though since your wife and I have asked you to wear clothes.” She suddenly notices my erection and laughs, putting her hand to her mouth. “Oh wow. Nice boner, sweetheart! I’m starting to understand. You like being seen half naked. Well then I think it’s about time you got punished, you little deviant.”

“Sure, sure.” I say, rolling my eyes. “I’m not a kid. What are you gonna do? Ground me? Spank me?”

She looks at me a bit angrily and ponders a moment. She smiles impishly, “Spank you? Maybe I will. But first I’m gonna do this!”

Before I can react, my mother in law grabs my underwear by the waist band and crouches down to the floor, pulling my only clothing down to my ankles and then whipping them off my feet. My hard dick, inches from her face, slaps my stomach. I quickly lower my hands to conceal my penis.

She laughs triumphantly, twirling my underwear around her finger. “Look who’s suddenly shy! Since you enjoy being half-naked around me, I want you to spend the day totally stark, butt naked!”