Author: IndianOutlaw
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Summary: Jenny conducts a meeting with her publisher, while trying to conceal the fact that she is half-naked.
Since the fire, which Ashley swears is Jenny's fault, responsible for burning down Ashley's house, the two have lived under one roof together. Both husbands are currently away on distant trips and not due back for at least one month. Throughout it all, Jenny tried to remain cheerful despite the more frequent "accidental" strippings. They almost seemed planned, but that couldn't be, so Jenny thought.
Today, the normally cheerful Jenny was upset. On her drive back from her publisher, she quietly fumed. He called the meeting and was not in his office. They had a contract to go over and he never showed. On top of all that, Ashley did nothing but watch Oprah, surf the internet and work on her tan. Pulling up, Jenny walked around back to discover a rather unusual surprise.
Ashley was cleaning the pool. Why? Then she remembered the other day as to how familiar she was with the pool boy, a 20 year old college student. I guess if she wants to use the pool, it has to be clean.
"Sorry, Jen, I was just vacuuming some odd leaves before I take a dip. "Ashley was wearing one of Jenny's bikinis, it fit her a little loose in the top, but none the less did the job. Ashley looked Jenny up and down, "It looks like someone on the Alley McBeal cast is going naked right now."
Jenny was wearing a business suit double-breasted jacket, navy with pinstripes, ending at the waist. A white blouse was visible and a very, very short skirt. No hose, because it was in the 90's and 3 inch high heels. Her briefcase matched her shoes. Ashley turned toward Jenny, the vacuum hose made contact with Jenny's way too short skirt and "whoosh" it was immediately sucked off and down the hose. Jenny just stood there, legs slightly parted, slightly shocked. From the waist down she wore only a pair of French cut black lace panties with a very visible trimmed bush. She looked down and shook her head.
"Typical, this is just as I expected the day to go." Jenny was after all in her own back yard, so no real need to panic. "I arrived at my publishers today only to wait one hour for him not to show. That after fighting for a parking place, hustling with crowds and a guy with wandering hands in the elevator. He reminded me of the guy I ran into on the bus a few weeks back." She started to walk toward the house.
"Funny, you should mention that, your publisher is here, he's waiting for you on the patio." Jenny froze, she turned beet red and covered herself with her briefcase. Ashley quietly laughed to herself.
On the porch sat Mr. Wilcox, her publisher. They were to meet today and renegotiate her contract.
"Please, Jenny. Come and sit." He patted on the chair next to him. She swallowed hard. From the angle there was no way he saw her stripped of the skirt, however, she had no way to get past him and into the safety of her house. Ashley was no help, she wore a bikini and there was no towel in site. She sucked up her courage, held her head high, using briefcase as cover and walked toward the porch.
The two exchanged greetings and he motioned her to sit at the table. One problem. Glass top.
"Look!" Jenny pointed over toward the house. As he turned his head she sat quickly and strategically placed the case on the table, blocking his line of sight. She regretted purchasing wicker as the coarse texture irritated her firm cheeks. "I'm sorry, I guess it was nothing." He has a puzzled look on his face. Shifting didn't help, the chair just kept poking her.
As things progressed, Jenny was relieved to know he couldn't see her nearly naked lower half. Jenny was doing quite well, she was getting all the concessions she wanted, namely an extended deadline. The discussion went well until old Mr. Sun began heating things up. Jenny's dark jacket and her publishers dark suit were making matters worse. Her lower ventilation didn't do very much good. As the minor perspiration dripped from her forehead, the expected came. He suggested they move to the padded furniture in the shade.
From down by the pool, Ashley was secretly enjoying the show. Jenny's publisher stood up quickly and grabbed her briefcase. Jenny was exposed! Ashley laughed. His haste was his downfall, he turned too quickly to see his half naked client. Jenny jumped. A tearing sound was heard only by her. Her thin lacy panties caught on the chair and ripped cleanly off. Ashley could hardly believe her eyes, Jenny's bare ass on display! And her without her camera. Jenny grabbed a file folder, opened it and realized it would not be enough to cover her body. Thinking, she unbuttoned and removed her coat in record time and folded it in front of her. Her shapely tanned ass jiggling behind her. Carefully she sat on the cushions, at least they were easier on the tush than the wicker.
Ashley moved around closer to discover, Jenny was not being a good lady, because from her vantage point it was a rehearsal for "Basic Instinct". Her confidence was slightly shattered as her blazer kept her modesty, just barely.
"Nice blouse." He remarked. Jenny now realized she wore the seethrough one today. It was sleeveless and a lot cooler. But her black bra easily showed through. Brushing off the notions and his stares at her boobs, she continued to discuss the next book. A few minutes later, new contract signed, she was able to steer the conversation toward the check he owed her.
"That's right, I forgot." Yea sure he did, the cheap bastard. Jenny thought. "It's in the car." He stood and started for the walk. Jenny got to her feet, knowing the coat would protect her. As she stepped toward the end of the patio, a huge gust of wind came from nowhere. Her golden locks blew in her face. As she brushed them free with one hand, the other lost grip on the coat. The wind carried it across the yard. She was again naked from the waste down. As quickly as the wind came up, it died down. He coat was lost. Jenny's pussy on display to anyone in the back yard.
The publisher turned, Jenny sidestepped behind the first chair. It would keep her body from view.
"Are you all right? You look a little pale." He asked.
"Ah, its been a long day." She said.
"Well come with me, Jenny. Well get you the check and you can get some rest."
He grabbed her arm and pulled her, in what he felt was a reassuring manner, behind him. She was again exposed. Ashley was laughing so hard she could almost not breathe. Being led by the arm, Jenny, completely bottomless tried to keep his attention diverted. Fortunately Ashley's annoying laughter kept his attention diverted in that direction. And as luck would have it, Jenny's luck didn't hold up. The exit to the back yard had a swinging door. It could swing outwards and inwards, her husband thought it was a clever idea.
Jenny took the opportunity to let it swing shut between them, thus hiding her embarrassing predicament. Luckily his car was parked almost immediately in front of the gate. He opened his door and looked at her puzzled. Jenny waited for him to duck into the glove box and made her move. She would run to the passengers side and have him hand the check out the window. She flung the gate open and quick stepped to the car. Brushing the gate, it caught the corner of her blouse and "Rippppp!" it tore cleanly off. Stranding her in only her bra as the gate swung back in the yard. A tear hit her eye, the blouse was flung several feet from the fence as it freed itself from the gate. She ducked behind the car.
Squatting low, wearing only a black bra she did her best to keep her shoulders below the window line.
"Oh, there you are Jenny." He pressed the button and the passenger-side window rolled down. "I'm terribly sorry, my banker forgot to sign it. I'll have a messenger bring it over on Monday." He started the car and pulled out. Jenny, still virtually naked grabbed a large potted plant. A Bush of sorts. She held the heavy plant in front of her, hopefully the plant along with his attention on driving would help conceal her humiliation.
"Safe!" Jenny said out loud. Still wearing the potted shrub, she turned to discover her retired next door neighbor Mr. Foster. He must have been staring at her naked ass the whole time.
"That sure is a big one you got there."
"You better be talking about the plant." She smirked.
"Actually the caterpillar on your hand." Jenny looked down, she hated bugs. Screaming, she let go of the pot shaking the poor creature sending it flying. The plant fell quickly to the ground, one of it's many branches had caught under her bra and ripped it from her body. Naked!
Jenny screamed, tried to cover her DD breasts and golden pussy with her hands, then fled to the back yard, down the walk, up to the patio and into the house. As she passed the hysterical Ashley, still laughing. Through the open gate she got a good look at the obviously excited Mr. Foster.
"With Jenny around, who needs Viagra."