The mail lady

My mother in law opens the door and we step outside. We’re greeted by the sight of Jennifer, our mail lady. She’s an attractive, dark-haired southern woman in her early 40s. She is busy putting mail in my box but soon notices me.

“Oh my god! Did you forget to wear clothes today, sir? Yer out here in just yer skivvies!” She laughs.

“Not exactly.” My mother in law chimes in before I can answer. “We played a little strip game and he lost all his clothes!” My mother in law proceeds to relate the entire story while I awkwardly stand half naked in front of these two women.

Jen laughs at my embarrassing predicament. “Well that should teach you, young man. You try to take us girls on and you lose your clothes. You’ll have to invite me next time. I used to love playing strip games at the bar and sending the boys walkin’ home nekkid.” She laughs at her own memory. “At least yer mom here let you keep yer undies on. I wouldn’t have been so merciful.”

“We were just getting to that. Weren’t we, honey?” My mother and law says coyly. I start sweating, silently begging my mother in law with my eyes not to strip me naked in front of Jen.

My mother in law shakes her head . . . and quickly tears my boxers off, ripping them completely and leaving me standing stark naked in front of Jen. I’m too shocked to move at first, leaving my balls and hard penis exposed to the world.

The mail lady’s eyes go wide and she erupts with laughter. “Nice cock you got there, stud!” She cat calls and whistles. “Usually I’m the one bringing you packages! Must be embarrassing being buck ass naked in front of me and yer mother in law.”

My mother in law smiles evilly, “I just had a lovely idea. Why don’t you accompany Jen on her mail route today? Be fun to see you deliver mail, butt ass naked!”