Only a little over two weeks had passed since I was first forced to go nude in front of my sisters and now I was whistling while I worked. I was in the game room dusting when I heard voices near door. Figuring Amanda and Lori were back from a shopping trip, I went to help.
But instead of one of my step sisters, Mrs. Wellington’s grand daughter was standing there. I had completely forgotten that my step mother was returning that day. The young lady was wheeling my step mother’s suitcase wearing a great big grin. “I just knew there would be something good to see if I volunteered to bring the bags in” She said looking at me like one of my sister’s friends at the party. I figured mine was her first dick. She took a nice long look. I didn’t try to hide or cover.
My step mother walked in and seeing me there simply put her thumb and forefinger on the bridge of her nose, warding off an incoming headache. “I don’t even know what to ask?” she said.
Amanda and Lori came running through the front door trying to stop a catastrophe, they were too late. “Please explain why my step son is buck naked in the foyer” she said. They had not planned on this and had no plausible explanation other than the truth.
“Well you see mother” Lori began, looking for the right words to say. “Hey umm where’s Tony?” she asked trying to change the subject.
“Oh, he got hit by a bus and a garbage truck in Europe, he’s dead” she answered “now please tell me what’s going on”.
Amanda finally answered her. “When we took off his uniform we didn’t give him a new one and we made a rule that whoever was doing chores or house work had to be naked”.
“Wow, I wish my brothers did chores” a certain forgotten granddaughter said, still enjoying my nude body. Everyone looked at her but then continued the conversation without addressing her comment, or asking her to leave.
“By ‘whoever’, do you mean that you two…” my step mother said pointing at her daughters “did house work? And did you…?”
“When we made the rule it was supposed to be just him” Lori explained. “but then we helped with stuff and, well had to obey the rule. So yes mother, we both did house work, in the nude”.
“Can I live here?” the outsider asked, blushing. I would have loved that, but my step sisters gave me a mock-dirty look when I put my thumb up. Just then Mrs. Wellington called for her granddaughter who took one more look at me and walked to the door. “See ya” she waved and ran out the door.
My step mother was mulling over it all. She remembered enjoying me and perhaps couldn’t blame her daughters for taking advantage they she had; though she didn’t know and never knew exactly how far it went. She didn’t change the rule.
I was still constantly without clothes in and out of the house, and my sisters still helped with some work. I never got tired of seeing their naked bodies. A week later though something strange happened. I went into my step mother’s room to bring her clean sheets. Naturally I was nude.
She was there ironing a blouse, and she wasn’t wearing anything. I saw her huge bare tits and dropped the sheets. She saw me look and nervously said “I decided it might be fun to do my share around the house” She turned off the iron and stood it up on the board.
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