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I stood there naked and thought I should probably go find some clothes. I searched around in the basement and all I could find was a blanket. I did not know what to do as the washing machine said it has 45 minutes left and I am in no condition to do any work. I went to go see Ms Jefferson on what to do. I walked around the house looking for her. I found a closed bedroom, so I knocked to see if she was in there. She opened the door dressed in a very comfortable robe. “What are you doing with my blanket?” she questioned. And snatched it from me. "This is 1500 thread count Egyptian Cotton.", she commended. She glanced back up at me. “Why the hell are you naked? You didn't need to wash your underwear.” she exclaimed. “New rule, you are not allowed to wear any clothing while you work for me.” she commanded with a smirk. I protested, but I knew she could and would tell my mother exactly what I did. “Now go clean up my lawn chair.” she said. I sighed and walked away down the hallway making sure to cover up as much as possible. I stopped at the back door. If I could see into her backyard then that meant others could as well. I thought I would just have to be quick about it.

I slid open the back door and quickly ran out to grab the chair, folded it up, and ran back to the house holding it in front of me. Ms. Jefferson stood at the door. "What are you doing?! Put it in the shed!", she exclaimed. Frustrated, but trying to make this as quick as possible I ran with the chair threw it on the ground in the shed and ran back to the house. I grabbed the door to try and slide it, but it wouldn't budge. I grabbed it with both hands and pulled even harder! No dice. *FLASH* Ms. Jefferson just took a photo of me... She unlocked the door and slid it open to let me in. I didn't let a second pass. I quickly took the opportunity to squeeze in through the partially open door past Ms. Jefferson. "Well. I didn't know you where hiding THAT from me. You are a dirty little perv, but you aren't half bad to look at. Especially with THAT massive thing. Now no covering up. You already saw all of me so we are even.", she explained.

"So what? Am I going to be naked all summer?", I protested. "Well with that attitude probably. Now go get me another glass of wine.", she said. Frustrated, I just took the glass from her and filled it back up at the fridge. While I got her more wine she went into the living room and turned on her massive TV and flopped down on the couch. I walked over to her to give her the wine. Her robe opened slightly at the top giving me a good view of her cleavage. My cock hardened slightly. Ms. Jefferson's eyes widened. "WOW. It does not take much to get you going..." , she said with a little laugh. So tell me, George. What kind of girls do you like?