Rinsed Off in the Backyard with a Hose

"Honey, you're filthy." My mum said looking down at my naked body, "Could we borrow your hose?" My mum asked Albert.

"Sure, but you could use the shower if you want to wash up."

I was so thankful for that, though my hopes of privacy were quickly shattered.

"Thank you Albert, that's too kind. But we couldn't intrude like that, I can't have my daughter treading all this muck through your house. The hose will be fine, you've already seen her naughty bits anyway."

Yes, they had, and I'd rather that didn't happen again, but before I could even think up the words to respond I was blasted with ice cold water. Goosebumps rose up all across my body, and my nipples stood to attention.

"Start rubbing honey." My mum said, I began running my hands all across my body, my breasts bobbling with each rub. I felt like a cheap whore, putting on such a lewd display in front of our neighbours.

Then the water stopped, and I was stood baring my naked self to the neighbours and my mother again.

"Thanks a lot, both of you." My mum said.

I quickly covered myself.

"Cover up now," my mum said, throwing me my shirt, "honestly, it's a struggle to keep her clothed sometimes" my mum joked with the neighbours.