Aunt Rita is "Helping"

The two neighbors eyed your exposed skin up and down as soon as you stepped outside. The older woman suppressed an audible "Oh..." Beneath her lips, while the younger girl blatantly looked on in your direction. Aunt Rita could tell something was distracting them, and turned towards you. The almost-but-not-quite-evil smile returned, this time with a clear intention that made you gulp. Between the clear staring and attention coming your way, you began to blush, and quickly made sure to adjust your towel. The last thing you wanted was for the towel to drop right in the middle of conversation.

"Aha. There's our commando in chief. You seem to still be missin' some clothes." Aunt Rita quipped, offering a sly grin in your direction as she hung another sheet on a clothes line.

You blushed at that comment, but decided to ignore it. "Alright. Where are my clothes?" You questioned, eyeing her suspiciously.

The girl your own age blinked for a moment, before raising a question. "I'm sorry. Who are you?"

Aunt Rita was quick to respond before you had a chance to speak up. "This is John Doe , and John Doe this is Margaret on the left, and Susie on the right. He's staying for the summer to be an extra pair of hands on the farm. But the rate things are going, it's startin' to look like he may have come here for an all over tan." Aunt Rita said with a scoff. "In fact, just earlier you gals missed him strippin' his overalls off. Apparently he likes to go commando under em' so he had to strip nekkid right outside. And he was so shy about it he just stood there tryin' to cover up instead of just goin' inside."

Now you were flushing red as the two women both seemed to enjoy Aunt Rita's embarrassing recount of your incident in the backyard. Margaret seemed a bit shocked, but otherwise unperturbed by the news, while Susie seemed to drink this information in happily, eyeing you up and down again, as if imagining the contents beneath the towel.

"Well anyways, I decided to give all them rags in your bag a good ole first wash. I ain't havin' you bring in no bed bugs from that nasty college dorm."

You ignored the redness in your face, becoming frustrated. "Well then what am I supposed to wear? Everything I had was in that bag..." You explained, blushing as you caught the two women staring your way again.

"Hmmm...." Aunt Rita thought for a moment, walking towards you as she put the sheet in her hands back down into the basket on the ground. She seemed to be thinking of some sort of a solution, but there was a look in her eye that you weren't able to understand until it was too late. Before you had a chance to react, she very suddenly reached down, and snatched the white towel away, and with agile grace and quickness, spun around and whipped it off of your body entirely. She quickly retreated, and folded the towel up into a ball in her hands. "How about nothin' at all!" She quipped, backing away.

You quickly looked down, and noticed that your member was out in the open air, and standing at upright attention. All the staring from the two neighbors had worked you up already, but the stripping of the towel had evidently been a great blow, and now you were sporting a full mast erection. You quickly looked up, and could see that Susie had already started to eye up your guarded jewels, and was smiling ear to ear. Margaret raised a hand to her face, but you caught a wide smile beneath before it was fully covered. An audible "Oh my..."escaped her lips, followed by laughter from Susie.

Instinctively, you tried to cover up your erection. But given the increased size, and erect position, you found it all but impossible to effectively cover your dick and balls. Shielding them from the front resulted in the majority being exposed at the sides. Cupping them resulted in you trying but failing to **** your erection down, only making the situation worse. While you were in the midst of very deciding whether to cover your naked member, your ass, or any other bit of now exposed skin, a loud wolf whistle escaped from Susie's lips.

"Oh my god! Rita!" You exclaimed, turning rapidly as you tried desperately to cover every inch of exposed skin. You shot a furious glare in her direction, as your embarrassed shout went unheard over the laughter of both Rita and Susie. "Give me my towel back!" You demanded, beginning to run in her direction. The running resulted in your erect dick bobbing up and down with motion, much to the amusement of the women around you.

"Miss Rita! Pass it this way!" You heard Susie offer, holding her hands up for a pass. You watched with horror as Aunt Rita threw the garment in the direction of the neighbor girl you'd only met moments ago. Susie swiftly caught the garment, and waved it tauntingly in your direction.

"Best chase er' down before she runs off too far n' hides it. Susie can run just about as fast as any track star in town." Aunt Rita offered with a laugh.

You quickly began to give chase to towards the blonde girl in question, and found Aunt Rita's statement to not be far off from the truth. With speed you found yourself unable to fully match, Susie took off with your towel around the corner of the house. You tried your best to catch up to Susie, but the truth was that your attempts to cover yourself were inhibiting your speed greatly enough that you had little chance from the start. She managed to hold the lead, and expand it further after a full lap around the house.

"You gonna have to run faster if you wanna catch me John , or yer' gonna be eatin' supper with no clothes on!" Susie taunted, waving the towel as she ran backward for a brief moment. Your hurried, panicked sprinting was constantly slowed by your crouching and cupping of your dick to keep it from being seen as you ran wildly. You rounded the corner of the house, and could see the dirt road that fed off towards the woods, and off in the distance you could see several houses clustered in a neighborhood way far off in the distance. You hoped desperately nobody was staring at the unassuming house on the top of the hill as you bolted after Susie, who kept holding the towel in such a way that she kept fooling you into believing the towel was within arm's reach, and snatching it away at the last second. This resulted in you constantly uncovering yourself, much to Susie's pleasure. The first lap was completed after another two turns, with no progress made, and Aunt Rita now leaning against the truck with Margaret, both watching on bemusedly.

"Lookin' good! Like an Olympic athlete!" She quipped, as you flew past. You completed nine more laps with similar results, with Susie practically jogging alongside you each time. Each lap only made you tire further and further, but you refused to give up on the towel, since it was the only thing you'd found in the house that could feasibly cover yourself.

After the tenth lap, Susie shrugged her shoulders, as if giving up. "Well, since you can't catch me, guess you don't want this towel bad enough. Must like bein' naked all day." Susie said sarcastically. With that, Susie promptly ran over towards the back door, and (much to your horror) threw the towel onto the roof. You were about to panic, when you suddenly remembered that you still had a safety net. If you went inside, then the humiliation would be over. The answer seemed so obvious, yet you realized you'd only thought of it a whole 10 laps after Aunt Rita had stripped you of your towel.

With haste, you quickly dashed around the back of the house, back towards the back door. You tried to yank the screen door open, only to find that the door wouldn't budge. Looking inside, you could see it was locked tight, and dead-bolted for security. You looked at the now unreachable towel that sprawled across the black shingle rooftop tauntingly 7 feet above your head, and your stomach began forming a knot. Given that was the only thing you'd found to cover yourself, Susie had effectively stranded you outside naked. You looked around the yard, and suddenly came to grips with the situation you'd found yourself in.

You were locked outside naked in front of Aunt Rita, with two very amused neighbors you'd never met eyeing up your naked body. There was a sudden gust of wind, as if to remind every inch of your bare skin that you were indeed as undressed as you felt, much to your own disbelief. Margaret began to laugh, alerting you that you were again being watched, causing you to try covering yourself again. Unfortunately, you began facing the same issues as before, which resulted in a rather unorthodox display where you kept turning, placing hands on your body, realizing that position offered almost no coverage, and trying to shift them again.

"Aunt Rita! I need the key!" You shouted, much to both Aunt Rita, and Susie's amusement.

Aunt Rita smugly looked over, crossing her arms across her chest. "Really? Why might that be?" She sarcastically.

You looked around the yard. To your left, Susie had already taken out her phone, and had begun to snap pictures of you with a big grin on her face. Thirty feet in front of you, Aunt Rita was bemusedly watching your embarrassed, exposed struggle next to the neighbor's parked truck, leaning against the cab. Margaret was standing next to Aunt Rita, covering a large smile and shaking her head.

"Because I'm naked in public! Help me get inside! I'm gonna die of embarrassment!" You pleaded, shaking the doorknob with panicked vigor in a **** attempt to get to any sort of covering. Your eyes scanned the yard for any sort of garment or device that could be fashioned into something to cover yourself with. Unfortunately, Uncle David was fairly pristine with his work, and was diligent in making sure he locked everything in the shed, meaning the only things outside that you could see were the barbed wire fence, the blades of grass that rose to the ankles, and small patches of gravel that outlined a rough trail on the farm. The contrast of your own complete nudity to the three women's modest states of dress did nothing to lessen your hard-on.

Margaret sighed. "It's quite adorable to watch him struggle, but I suppose that enough fun's been had." She said, moving towards the driver's side door of the truck.

Aunt Rita wiped a tear from her eye, nodding her head. "Yeah, I'm gettin' a lil' hungry m'self. Hey John , climb on in this truck so we can go eat."

You heard a snap from Susie's phone, and quickly shot a hand up, trying to shield the view the camera held over your naked form. "Stop that!" You begged, which earned a light laugh, and prompt shrug from Susie as she quickly put the phone away after snapping one final picture. You turned to Aunt Rita, who was now climbing into the passenger side herself. "I don't know if you can tell, but I'm not exactly dressed for dinner here?!" You sarcastically yelled back, having settled on crouching slightly so you could cup both hands over your dick, and feasibly cover yourself while sporting an erection.

Margaret waved her hand dismissively. "Oh you don't need to get decent for eating at our house. I'd hate to spoil the fun." Margaret explained with a saintly smile. She patted the pickup truck expectantly. "Now don't be shy on our account. Hop in the back with Susie, so we can get some food."

You couldn't believe your ears. Not only had Margaret said it was perfectly fine for you to join them for dinner dressed in nothing at all, but it almost seemed like that was the expectated attire. "B-But I can't just leave! What if someone sees me and calls the cops! I could get arrested for public nudity!" You cried. Susie rolled her eyes in response.

"Ain't nobody callin' the cops on someone runnin' around nekkid on private property. Unless you go down the highway wavin' your dick, ain't nobody gonna try to stop you from paradin' around here bare-ass nekkid." Susie said, before quickly running around you and slapping your bare ass. "Especially not some rockin' stud city boy. I got plenty of friends who'd love to get a look at you right now." Susie taunted, winking.

"Leave him alone Susie! Just get in the truck!" Margaret yelled towards you, causing Susie to scoff, and promptly turn towards the truck.