Risky home striptease

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Here’s another story involving my cousin Tam.  For background, he didn’t have a happy home life and spent a lot of time away from home, anything to escape the misery at his house, so spent a lot of time round with us.

One day, after the Risky Garden Striptease event, Tam was due round again.  Dad and my brother were, as ever, at work, but Mum was on a flexi-day off work.  It was a shame because I wanted to surprise Tam!

I’d had breakfast and retreated to my room, sulking a bit, when I head Mum call upstairs.

“I’m just popping down the shops?” she said, and I awoke from my stupor!

“How long will you be?” I called down, already unbuttoning my polo shirt.

“About half an hour,” she called back up.

“OK,” I said, slipping off my socks and trainers.

“Tam’s here!” she called.

“I’ll be down in a sec!” I said, unzipping my jeans and whipping them off.

“Don’t forget to do the washing up!”

“I won’t!” I called, quickly sliding off my underwear.

I head her say a few words to Tam sat in the living room, then heard her leave, the heavy front door slamming shut behind her.

I trotted into my parents’ bedroom, completely naked, and watched her walk down out street until she was out of sight.  I then went and crouched at the top of the stairs and wondered whether I had the nerve to do this? I crept down the 14 stairs to the hall and peeped out of the window by the front door – there was no one in sight.  With a deep breath, I almost danced into the living room and presented myself to Tam.  His eyes nearly popped out of his head?!  Without a word, but with a big grin on his face, he jumped up and leapt at me, but I skipped around the room, trying to evade his grasp.  We laughed loudly as he grabbed at me and I squirmed out of his grasp, pushing his hands away from my “private parts” (!).   But I loved being nude in front of him and let him “caress” me.

“We can’t go all the way,” I breathlessly warned Tam, “Mum will be home in a minute!”

I looked at the clock – it was about 20 minutes since Mum had left, and we’d been “playing” for about 15.  She’d be home any minute.  I pushed Tam’s hands away and started to head to the stairs to go and get dressed.

“Hang on,” Tam commanded, “your Mum said you had to do the washing up.”

“I’ll do it in a minute,” I said.  But Tam wasn’t having it. With an evil grin on his face, he picked me up (I was so thin, he was so strong) and plopped me in front of all the washing up in the kitchen sink.  All last night’s plates and cutlery were in the washing up bowl.

“You’d better make a start,” he said and I realised he was serious. He blocked the kitchen door, there was no way I could slip past him  – so I did the washing up, stark naked, not doing the best job as Mum could literally have walked through the front door at any second.  After doing a very slapdash job, Tam, who had been eagerly watching me still nude, let me pass and run upstairs, with only about 2 minutes to spare before Mum came home.

The risk, as ever, was enormous – the question, as ever, was what if I’d been caught?  There was no way I could have explained it away?

But it was so much fun!

 

 

 

 

 

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