Jeff’s bedroom

The tattooed girl noticed light coming from the laundry room “Mrs. Miller is in there, I should hurry she could come out any moment now and see me fully naked” The naked girl dashes stealthily towards Jeff’s room, opens the door and hides inside. She takes a deep breath and slides down the door until her naked butt touches the carpet “That could have been really bad” she said wiping the sweat from her forehead.

The room had two beds, a big one for Jeff located to the left of the room and a smaller one which was Mary’s temporary bed to the right. Between the two beds were two closets, one for Jeff and one for her. The walls were covered in posters and a large desk was located in the corner close to Jeff’s bed. Since neither of them ever tidied up, the room was quite messy so finding something would be quite the challenge for Mary. Regardless she began looking around, taking her time since she was in the comfort of her own room. When suddenly she heard the doorknob move......

Out in the back yard, Jeff and Amy, both naked and cold were holding each other, staying warm only by the heated seats they were sitting on. They had clothes right there but neither of two were reaching for them, preferring to stay naked and enjoy the moment. After a few moments Jeff leaned in and kissed the naked girl on her lips while he continued to sensually rub her waist. Amy was extremely aroused but was too scared to make a move. Jeff started moving his hand from Amy’s waist to her tummy. Amy then turned her back on Jeff and started leaning on her naked crush. Jeff reached around her and moved his hand towards her pussy....

Meanwhile upstairs: Mary panicked and quickly hid under Jeff’s bed as Mrs. Miller came in holding what appeared to be an empty laundry basket. “Oh God, this place is a mess” said Mrs. Miller starting to tidy up a bit. She picked up all the clothes scattered around the room and placed them in her basket all while Mary was hiding under Jeff’s bed, wearing only a coat of dust that had built up under the bed. Mrs. Miller was about to exit the room when she heard a sneeze coming from under Jeff’s bed. The tattooed girl was allergic to dust and couldn’t help it. Now she was helpless, her mother’s closest friend was about to see her fully naked, covered in dust while hiding under her son’s bed. Mrs. Miller placed the basket on the chair and knelt down to see where that sound came from.

“MARY?! What are you doing here? WHY ARE YOU NAKED? WHERE ARE YOUR CLOTHES?” Mary had never been so embarrassed in her life, she didn’t know how to respond to any of Mrs. Miller’s questions.