Author: Jenny's Husband
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Summary: Jenny get's locked out of the house wearing only a towel, then the workmen arrive.
The sun shone bright at 8 o'clock that morning as Jenny's husband kissed her goodbye and left for work. As he left he told her to make sure and do something but in her absentminded state she didn't remember what. She was sitting at the breakfast table, looking out the window at what would otherwise have been a beautiful yard. However, they had been adding on to their garage and the yard was littered with lumber scraps, trash, sawhorses, and other carpentry related items. 6 workmen had been building on the garage all week long and they had not impressed Jenny. They were loud, rude, lazy, and were always looking her up and down when she went outside.
In spite of the fact that she had a gorgeous body, she was very shy and self-conscious about it. The workmen usually came to work around nine, and since they left their tools locked up in the garage, they had to get the key from Jenny every morning.
As Jenny finished her coffee, she decided that she would take a shower, open the garage for the workmen, lock the house, and then go shopping. She had the strange feeling that she was forgetting to do something, but she could not remember what it was. As she stripped off her nightgown and panties and stepped into the shower, she began to reflect on younger days. In school, everyone had called her "Airhead". She resented the name, because she felt it was unfair. She was one of the smartest girls in school, but she sometimes daydreamed and forgot things. Because she was shy, she was not assertive enough to defend herself and lose the nickname. To think about it now still made her feel a little mad. But she decided to just relax and enjoy the warm water of the shower as it cascaded over her well-endowed body.
If only that nagging feeling that she had forgotten something would go away....
"Oh my God!" she yelled as her memory suddenly returned. She and her husband had planted a rose bush in front of the house. For three years, they had cared for it, but it did not bloom. This spring it had finaly sprouted a little bud and they were overjoyed. They gave it extra special attention then and watered it every morning. This morning, her husband had said that he would turn on the water at 8 o clock when he left and for her to be sure and turn it off in 15 minutes or she would risk drowning it. She looked at her watch. 8:40. "Oh no!", she thought as she turned the knob to stop the shower, "I've got to hurry."
She stepped out of the shower and grabbed a towel. Since they lived in the country, no one would see her if she went outside in only her towel, and the workmen wouldn't be here for twenty minutes. She wrapped the towel around her wet, luscious body. It did not cover much, coming up to just a couple of inches below the crease of her well-formed ass. Her boobs filled the top part of the towel, jutting out in front and showing lots of cleavage. Because of the sudden change in temperature, her pink nipples poked through the fabric of the towel.
As she hastily ran outside, she shut the door behind her. She ran to the faucet and turned off the water, but she had a feeling that something was not right. She inspected the rosebush and, to her relief, decided that it would live. As she walked back toward the door, she realized what was not right. To her horror, she remembered that the door was still locked. Jenny's face turned red as she faced the reality that she was locked outside in only her towel.
To make matters worse, four trucks pulled up in the driveway behind her, and workmen began piling out. She quickly though about running, but there was really no place to go. If she ran around back, she would still be locked out, and anyway the workmen had seen her by now.
It was certainly her unlucky day. Because the work crew had fallen behind, they broght four extra guys to help. Jenny was immediately surrounded by ten men, who were smiling at each other and looking her up and down in her thin little towel.
As she stood there, clad only in a thin little towel adn surrounded by 10 big workmen, Jenny felt her face flush red with embarrassment. She had never shown this much flesh to any man but her husband. She was paralyzed with embarrassment, and her arms were crossed over her chest in an attempt to hide her protruding nipples.
"Need some help, ma'am?" one of the men asked with a smile on his face. Other men were already starting to laugh at her predicament.
"I locked myself out," she said weakly.
"Well, since we can't get to work until you give us the key to the garage, Joe here will try to pick the lock. He served some time for getting caught at it a few years ago."
The men laughed as Joe took his time fishing a small knife out of his pocket.
"This may take a while, ma'am, so just relax."
"He's got to be crazy," Jenny thought. How could she relax in her near state of nudity in front of all these men. She noticed that not one of them attempted to help her. They were getting a big kick out of the situation. Jenny moved as best she could out of the crowd of men and over to one of the sawhorses. She rested her bareky covered ass against it and looked at the ground. The men gathered around her, making slightly suggestive comments, while Joe continued picking the lock.
It was taking a long time, and Jenny felt tears began to well up in her eyes. "You forgetful airhead!" she kept telling herself. The men continued to ogle her, never once offering to help and snickering and whispering to each other. She didn't want to imagine what they were saying and didn't want to think about all those boners growing because of her. How unlucky she was!
But her bad luck was not over. Little did she know, but the bottom of the towel had hooked on a nail that stuck out of the sawhorse. Just then she felt a sting on her bottom. "Ouch!" she cried as she realized that an ant had bit her. As she jerked away from the sawhorse, her towel slid off, still hooked on the nail. Her beautiful body shined in the sun and she froze.
The men roared with laughter as she stumbled backward, 38CC boobs bouncing, pink nipples sticking straight out, ass wiggling, and blonde pubes completely exposed. Jenny was horrified. She lunged for the towel. But it had fallen on the other side of the sawhorse. She instinctively bent over the sawhorse to reach for the towel. As she did, her ass stuck straight up in the air. When she grabbed the towel on the other side however, one man grabbed her wrists. Another grabbed her ankles. Jenny almost fainted as she felt ten pairs of eyes staring at her naked body in this position.
Her legs were slightly spread, and the men were treated to the sight of her bush between them. As she struggled to get free, her ass wiggled more. Her pretty little butthole was on display for these men to see, and to make matters worse, two of them went to their trucks and got their cameras. They snapped picture after picture and several hands slapped her creamy white ass, turning a slight shade of red.
Nothing like this had ever happened to Jenny before. She just sobbed in utter embarrassment as the men laughed, poked, spanked, and took pictures. Finally, Joe picked the front door lock and they released her arms and legs.
Jenny ran into the house, forgetting her towel. Her beautiful tits bounced and her ass jiggled all the way to the door, which she closed behind her.
For days, she could barely look her husband in the eye.