Finally at home

It was a particularly hot day in Mama’s kitchen. The middle of the summer was not being too kind in terms of weather, with temperatures rising each day and no sign to ever stop. Mama was currently there, doing what she does best: cooking! She was going to prepare a stew, so she was currently chopping down some vegetables with a cooking knife. However, the hotness around her was making it hard for her to actually proceed like she usually does, as she was constantly wiping the sweat off of her face and, when she went to grab some carrots that she had in the fridge, she actually stayed in front of the fridge while it was open only to cool off for a little bit. She wished she could just keep it open for the whole time, but that would most likely break it and she was not going to do that. Much to Mama’s dismay, it looked like she was going to have to keep cooking with the **** heat.

“Today’s warmth is too insufferable! How can the air be so hot when the air conditioner is on?” Mama exclaimed, but her question was immediately answered the moment she took a look at the device itself.

At first something already looked to be wrong because its red light (which indicated that it was functioning) was not turned on, and not only that, but there was also no air coming out of it! Mama quickly went to grab the remote and tried to turn the air conditioner on, but no matter how much she pressed that very much desired red button, it just wouldn’t work. Mama’s only theory on the matter was that it was likely broken, but fortunately, her husband Papa had just gone downstairs, in a full suit and carrying a briefcase.

“Oh, there you are, honey. I think the air conditioner broke in here” Mama explained to her husband. “Would you be so kind as to fix it?”

“Heh, I am sorry Mama, but I have to go to a reunion at my job and I’m already running late” Papa apologized. “And even if I wasn’t, I don’t think I am qualified for fixing it myself”

“But it’s just so hot in here!” Mama argued. “And I may be good at many things, but fixing appliances is not one of them… I don’t want to remind you of the washing machine incident but…”

“The less we talk about that, the better” Papa blushed. “But don’t worry! I’ll go call the electrician on my way home to see if he can do something. See you at lunch time, dearest!”

“W-Wait! By then I’ll already be done-!” Mama tried to tell Papa, but he was already out of the house.

It looked like Mama had gotten herself into a bit of a pickle. The air conditioning was the only “automatic” way she had to cool the kitchen so with that out of the question, the only thing that would be served for lunch that day would be a Boiling Mama! She could also try to use a fan with one hand as she cooked with the other, but that would only slow her down and there was also the slim possibility of the fan suddenly falling into the pot once she actually started with the stew. And speaking of that, if she was feeling hot at that moment, when she was just dealing with the “easy” part of the cooking process, she couldn’t imagine just how hot it would be once she was in front of a pot of boiling water!

“If only there was a way to just… naturally feel less warmth on myself. I envy my spouse who is probably in a nice office with air conditioning…” Mama thought to herself. “Why did I decide to wear these baggy clothes in the first place? I should change to something a little bit fresher…”

Mama was about to leave the kitchen to go to her room and do exactly what she originally thought: just ditching her current clothes and putting on something a bit lighter. A T-Shirt and a mini skirt would probably do just that. However, before she could actually leave the room for real, she peeked out of the kitchen door to look around the halls. There was an eerie silence throughout the house that was not as usual as other times, mostly because due to Papa having gone to the office, and Ringo and Ichigo staying for a week at a Summer Camp, Mama was all alone, having the whole house to herself.

“Hmmm… If nobody is around aside from myself, then there won’t be any issues if I just cook in my underwear”

With those words, Mama once again looked around to be sure nobody was there. The step of closing the blinds of the windows was something she could skip given that they were already closed. And after all was said and done, it was time for her to strip. She first removed her apron, as it’d be much easier to remove the rest of her clothes without it. After hanging it on the chair, she went for her baggy pants first, sliding them down to her ankles and kicking them away. Only her shirt was left, which she unbuttoned to reveal her plain white bra. This piece was the one that she was hoping to remove the most, as not only was the shirt particularly thick, but it was also rather tight. Removing it helped Mama get her “mamas” free, even if she was still wearing a bra… Though not for long.

“Ah, much better…” Mama let out a sigh of relief, before she looked down. “Hmm… I don’t know… Should I go the extra mile? The least that I have worn while I was cooking was just a bikini in that pool party barbecue…”

But Mama kept looking at herself, currently wearing just a plain bra and a matching pair of panties, as well as her socks and her headband. It just didn’t seem right to not go all the way out, especially considering how there wouldn’t be many more opportunities to do so! Mama started to sweat a bit more, but this time because of her nerves rather than because of the high temperatures. She realized that she needed to make the decision at that point or never, unless she wanted to resume with her cooking when it was way too late for lunch time. In the end, she made her decision. She first unhooked her bra and let her tits bounce freely and proceeded to bend down to pull down her panties and step out of them. For all intents and purposes, Mama was now fully nude! Putting her hands on her rather wide hips, she couldn’t help but to feel proud of herself and her boldness to get completely naked at home.

“No one cooks in the nude better than Mama!” She exclaimed, before she went back to her own business.

She resumed her deal by continuing to chop down vegetables, a task that she had done many times in the past. But with her new choice of wardrobe, it felt as exciting as when she first did it many years ago. The sensation of having nothing on herself not only was a good and economical way to beat the heat, but it also made her feel more devious, almost as if she was doing something that she wasn’t supposed to be doing. That feeling made her very excited to continue cooking, and just couldn’t help but to hum a little song while wiggling her butt side to side due to how happy she was at that very moment.

Once the veggies were all chopped off, it was time to boil the water where she’d put them in, but before turning on the fire, her sense of safety got in the way of her nudist tendencies.

“I-I can’t cook naked, what if some of the water accidentally falls on me? I’d burn my precious pair…” Mama said out loud, as she held her breasts in her hands.

Mama only then realized that her solution was right in front of her very eyes: The apron! With it, not only would she be able to cook safely and keep her nude body neat, but also, she’d still feel the rush of cooking naked because her butt would still be exposed. She went to grab it and tied it behind her back, making it so it was the only essential piece of clothing she was currently wearing. With the apron on, Mama could continue cooking the delicious stew, and was now acting more casual about it. Since half of her body was still covered, she treated her nudity less like something special that was admittedly distracting her a bit, into something more mundane and natural.

The rest of the cooking process continued as one would expect, with Mama putting salt and spices into the boiling water before proceeding by pouring all of the chopped vegetables from earlier. There were definitely some more complex details that she had to keep in mind, but being an expert at cooking, it all just felt so easy for her to do! The only step that she had left was to stir it up and try it to see if it was ready to serve, so Mama went to one of the drawers to get the ladle to do so. Weirdly enough, it was not in the usual drawer.

“How odd, where did I put it last time?” Mama scratched her head.

She seemed to remember that, out of all of the drawers, it was in one of the ones at the bottom. Her memory was a bit faulty, but she had to give it a try at least, so she bent down, opened the drawer, and before she could check if it was there or not, Mama got interrupted by a rather familiar voice.

“H-Honey!?” Papa exclaimed, he just came back from the reunion and had just entered the kitchen, only to see his wife’s hindquarters on full display!

“O-Oh my goodness!” Mama got up and grabbed the first thing that she had around to cover up, it being a pot lid on the kitchen counter. “U-Um… hi! I-If you’re wondering why I am wearing just an apron, well… I just needed a way to remain cool inside this oven so…”

“I figured that it was either that or you just wanted to give me a pleasant surprise” Papa couldn’t help but to smile. “By the way, that lid is still allowing me to see your hot buns out of the oven~”

“Eep! I forgot it was transparent!” Mama just turned around to cover up. “I-I mean, it was the former although the latter happened accidentally… W-Wait, the electrician is not with you, right?”

“He’s coming later this evening, unfortunately” Papa responded.

“Well, in that case, maybe there can be a different way to keep me fresh like lettuce…” Mama thought out loud, as she looked at a fan on the table.

For the rest of the cooking process, as well as when the food was served, Papa used that fan in order to keep his wife cool. Waving his hand up and down, he kept fanning her as the air blew on her almost nude and sweaty body softly. It was such a wonderful sensation for Mama… although not as much for Papa.

“Ah, isn’t this life?” Mama asked.

“Wish I could say the same… Hoo, fanning you really is making me sweat a lot..." Papa explained.

It was at that point where Mama’s most naughty side started to kick in. She got up from the chair she was sitting on, and with one pull from the string behind her back, she made her apron fall off and reveal her sizable boobs and shaved cooch to her loving spouse, making him blush and stay paralyzed as Mama simply walked forwards to where he was and began to undo Papa’s tie.

“Y’know? Maybe I can get you out of that bulky suit of yours, so you will only be hot in the figurative sense of the word~” Mama told him with a flirty tone.

“After this stew, maybe we can have a nice cream pie for dessert~” Papa followed her game with another naughty comment.

The situation started to heat up, and not because of the lack of air conditioning, so it was a matter of time before the two would end up getting fully naked together and going at it like there was no tomorrow… Hopefully, the electrician won’t arrive and interrupt their moment!