The next day

The four hour drive to your Aunt Rita and Uncle David’s farm was relatively comfortable all things considered. Aunt Rita talked to you about a couple of new changes on the farm, about your duties, and the schedule every day. Generally, on every day except Tuesday and Sunday, you were expected to rise at 4, and work until 12. She pointed out that promptness superseded all else, as with many of the tasks it was important to complete them with haste and finish before the sun could begin cooking at a fine mid to high 90’s. She pointed out that other than starting at exactly 4:15 am every morning, everything else was fairly relaxed. Rita promised to cook every meal of the day, offer free board, and pay about 17 an hour for his work. She even pointed out that there was a lack of dress code, specifically mentioning that if you wanted to work naked in order to keep from getting overheated during your work it was absolutely within your rights. You brushed the suggestion off with a blush, even though the idea sounded at least a little interesting.

The arrival went as well as expected. David was overjoyed to have you after hurting his back lifting feed bags, and laughed as he made sure to note that such tasks were probably headed your way. You were at least a bit nervous about the level of physical work required, but knew deep down it wasn’t anything you couldn’t handle.

The house was remarkably small, possessing only two bedrooms, a single hall bathroom, and the bare minimum of a kitchen with a small 4 person table, and a living room with a small flat screen TV Aunt Rita bragged about snagging a hot deal for, and a sofa that had clearly started to approach the later end of its lifespan. But, you felt comfortable enough. With free food, good pay, and a comfortable bed, you really didn’t have much to complain about.

But, after going to sleep early to prepare for the next day of hard work and an early rise, something changed. You couldn’t feel it, but the air seemed to shift, and left you tossing and turning all night. Finally, you awoke the next day, and quickly began getting dressed. Aunt Rita had been specific to mention that there weren’t any specific requirements for things to wear during your work, so you’d decided to opt for a pair of overalls, and a white T-Shirt. The overalls possessed a very soft section of cloth beneath that comfortably enveloped your dick, allowing it to both feel aired and free yet comfortably enveloped and covered. So you decided to just forego underwear, and stick to the overalls, a shirt, and boots.

You followed instruction, and were prompt in meeting Uncle David outside by the farm. You began your work by milking a cow for the first time, and were led around by Uncle David being shown through the various simple tasks you might be asked to perform. He wanted to prepare you for the extensive work required, and be able to hand you a list with all the tasks to be done for the day and feel comfortable enough that you would grasp all the instructions. You fed the cows, washed cows, tended to cows, refilled water containers in the field, and completed many more tasks using nothing more than your two hands and an old ATV Uncle David had loaned to you to complete the jobs each day. In the midst of your work, you’d ditched the T-Shirt as the heat slowly caused it to become nothing more than a rag of sweat.

Finally, after a full 8 hour day, and a lunch, you had finished all the tasks of the day. Uncle David led you back towards the house, where Aunt Rita was waiting at the back door.

“Y’all all done? I’d thought y’all were gonna take a while longer since you were showin’ him ‘round the farm.”

Uncle David laughed. “Yeah I’m through with ‘em. Come on let’s wash up.”

You followed Uncle David towards the back door, but Aunt Rita stopped both of you promptly. “Ah, no I don’t think so. Both y’all take them overalls off. You ain’t bringin’ that mud in my house.” She said, wagging her finger. David sighed, before slowly unbuttoning his overalls and sliding them down, revealing he was wearing simple pair of plaid boxers and an undershirt underneath. He unceremoniously walked in the back screen door, and headed off for the upstairs bathroom.

You looked at Aunt Rita, and blushed a bit before unbuttoning your overalls. You thought it was a bit embarrassing to stand in front of your aunt in just your underwear, when you suddenly remembered your fatal decision. You had chosen not to wear underwear at all, meaning you would be completely naked if you took off the overalls.

Your cheeks became beet red with embarrassment as Aunt Rita outstretched a hand expectantly. “Well, come on now. Don’t be shy. It ain’t nothin’ to be ashamed of walkin’ around in your drawers.”

You flushed red, before admitting your situation. “Uhh... I’m not wearing any boxers. I thought the overalls felt pretty comfortable by themselves, and figured I’d just go without.”

Aunt Rita blinked for a moment, before smiling. "Oh so if you take them overalls of you'll be all nekkid?" Aunt Rita began to laugh a bit. "Well that's pretty darn hilarious. But rules are rules, so go on and take them overalls off, nekkid or not." She explained, outstretching her hand.

You stared at Aunt Rita for a moment, unsure if you'd heard her correctly.