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Posting another one of my Jenny Stories and I'll probably just keep them to this thread to not clutter and spread things out. This one (Naked Apron) is a bit shorter and leads into another one that I'll post here later, or you can read it and a couple more now on my DA page. Anyways thanks and hope you enjoy, feel free to comment thoughts and such.


Chapter 1



“And this is the laundry room, I have some dry clean only clothes for you to add before the next washer load,” a soft voice said leading Jenny into the small room. Milia Lafayette was a neighbor to Jenny and had lived in their subdivision long before her, becoming well known as “Ms. Milf” to many of her friends and neighbors. The older woman’s motherly disposition was matched with her auburn curly hair, brown eyes, and light slightly chubby skin.



Jenny looked around taking mental notes of what her friend was saying, preparing to do some chores for the morning. She owed Ms Milf a favor so she headed over in simple red sweatpants and a blue top to help out. She had plans with her best friend, Ashley, later so this worked out perfectly for her.



“Oh and make sure to go in sometimes and remove any items you may find, like this,” the older woman said, diving her upper half into the machine and rotating it. “And also-” Jenny wanted to look and listen but found it difficult to focus with her neighbor’s position. With an older figure that rivaled Jenny’s, the wobble wagon rocked about sexily in Ms. Milf’s cotton sundress that covered less than one would think. The green garment that Jenny would have worn shaped her buxom figure nicely in a way to get anyone’s attention without trying, low cut at the front and barely reaching her knees.



Jenny looked away out of respect and half-listened to her instructions, fighting to not look back. “Alright then, that should be everything for you to watch over Jenny dear. I should be back in maybe 3 hours before your friend gets here, thank you again for doing this,” she said, turning to the blonde and front door.



“Of course, it's the least I could do for giving me some of your old clothes after my uh, mishaps haha,” she remarked, currently in some dirty second day clothes.



“Oh you’ll have to tell me what happened to them some other time, I love a good story after all. Would make a great afternoon I’m sure,” she said, making the blonde blush. She had seen Jenny run inside naked or have mishaps around the neighborhood sparsely but she had never seen a proper cause. It was a great interest to her since she often liked to streak or take dares in her younger years.



“Ah I nearly forgot, there’s an apron hanging near my bedroom to keep your clothes tidy. It should fit you nicely, also a list of everything in the kitchen. I’ll be off then, Ciao!” Milia said heading to her car and driving off. Jenny waved her bye and locked the door, getting her game face on for the various chores. She poked upstairs and found the aforementioned apron, holding it disinterestedly. Just a plain white apron with red hearts thrown about, and a bit small she surmised.



Leaving it as is, Jenny gathered the dry clean clothes for the dryer and piled them in. She tried not to look very hard but couldn’t help but notice the surprisingly skimpy and sexy wardrobe of bikinis, g-strings, short shorts, and even some tube tops. A few surprised glimpses later and she set the thing to dry as it bumped around a bit louder than she thought it would.



She figured she would take care of what seemed like the biggest ordeal, tidying up the fireplace. It was always a struggle with wanting to stay clean and her shorter reach but might as well get it over with. Down on all fours and sweeping around, she hummed to herself as she cleaned and shook her bum to the empty living room. Jenny played with the brush near her face as she made sure it was clean enough. She smiled and twirled it, but quickly regretted it as it tickled her nose enough to start leaning back.



“ACHOO!” She released followed by a few coughs as some soot billowed up around her. She quickly fell out of the fireplace and groaned at the miniature mess she made on the floor. “Well, it could’ve been worse I gues-” Jenny halted as she looked down to see her clothes and part of her face covered in black as well.



Cleaning her face off in the washroom, Jenny took off her pants and shirt as she stood in purple polka-dot panties and blue striped bra that were also lightly hit from the sneeze. Chores in these would just make more of a mess, and she needed to leave after this also. A noise from the laundry room broke her focus but gave her an idea, why not just wash them all right now? She needed to wash some other clothes soon and she was all alone here with the apron.



“Well, no one should see me at least and it’ll be quick,” Jenny convinced herself as she dropped her undergarments. She immediately had second thoughts about being fully nude in someone else’s home but decided to stick with it. After gathering everything that could fit in the washer, she set it to go and went to get the apron for some cover.



She once again felt her boobs bouncing and light collisions from her cheeks as she climbed the stairs and tied the apron on. She felt odd with it and looked in the mirror to confirm, it covered squat on her. Not only did it barely reach her vagina leaving her ass cheeks in view from the front, but it had an ample window for cleavage and even exposed some generous side Boob.



“Where does she even find these things?” Jenny wondered as she cringed and looked herself over again. With the right movement and angle her nipple would fall out and stay out, getting harder in the cool air as her boobs consumed the fabric. “At least it’s sorta cute…”



Chapter 2



Jenny quickly went to clean up the remains of her mess around the fireplace, being sure to get every inch cleaner than before as she moved diligently on the ground. She knew she was alone but still quivered with nerves as she felt the house’s cool air lick every part of her body, particularly cooling her spread legs and lips right now.



She couldn’t help but imagine Ms Milf walking in suddenly and seeing her splayed out as she was with her ass on display, both their faces redder than tomatoes as she got the wrong idea. It was like she was begging for an affair with the woman right next door, how Scandalous.



Deciding to put on some music to speed up the process, Jenny stayed inside alone as she got to know the apron better. Knocking out the next few easy chores like dusting or dishes, she couldn’t help but dance along as her buxom boobs and booty bounced along. Her treasures kept escaping the apron’s feeble confines as she sang along without a care until the song ended.



Checking over the list that was left for her, Jenny noticed that most of her remaining work was left to her backyard for gardening. Dig holes for these flowers, pull some weeds and vegetables up, water, cover for rain, etc etc. She never had the best of green thumbs but she had a job to do and peered outside to see, it wasn’t too big at least with low white fences on each side.



A quick glance around revealed her own empty backyard, of course, and a thankfully empty one to her left. She readied herself for what would hopefully be quick work as another thought came to mind, why not take off her socks and shoes? It was a lovely garden and she’d hate to step over it too much with well used shoes, so off they went as she was one step closer to full nudity.



She found the well-kempt grass on her soles rather nice and comfortable, gliding around for what chore she should tackle first. “Hmm, I guess I should just remove things first and now waste anything,” she figured, getting down low to start tugging. The following weeds would’ve enjoyed their last moments unearthed as they got a pristine view of Jenny’s own tulips hovering right over them, or close enough to where the apron did nothing for her. Her squatting posture that she’d never intentionally do otherwise was a killer view for the empty yard, often leading her to stumble over and give some flowers or plants a dream experience.



She alternated to bending forward and pulling up after several topples, leaving her long legs, nips and ass in arguably better form. She was entirely focused on the garden as a rustle behind caught her attention, making her jump and scream only to find out it was a bird poking around the area. She chuckled and sighed to herself in a different kind of embarrassment, continuing in the heat as more critters filled her ears.



“Jenny? Is that you?” a man’s voice spoke up from behind her as Jenny rose slowly to see who it was. Ms Milf’s nextdoor neighbor, Joey, had black hair and wide eyes as he looked toward the blonde’s not-so-apron-covered body. “Oh, Hi Joey. Yes it’s just me,” She stared blankly and approached trying to think of why he looked at her so surprised. Her mind finally clocked in when she stopped close to him and felt a nipple poking at the side of her apron, going to cover it before her whole body joined.



“Oh God…Oh God…” she thought as her body squirmed to try and cover herself, exposing her other nipple as she danced in place. Joey continued to stare puzzled with a light smile as Jenny abashedly tried to stay calm and natural, about as natural as her body was currently. She laid a hand over her crotch trying not to grip the apron too tightly for cover, a nipple peek having to be taken care of by her hand.



“S-so um, what are y-you doing out here today?” she stammered. “Oh I have the day off and I decided to do a bit of trimming and lounging,” he said with unfocused eyes. “I mistook you for Ms Milf for a second haha.”



“Hahaha, right right. I just uh, was helping her with some chores for the day while she stepped out for a bit,” she said trying to think of how to leave. “Ah that’s nice, love to see neighbors look out for each other. Well I’ll let you get back to it, holler if you need me!” Joey said rather excitedly. He went back to trimming his side as Jenny tried to back away without turning around. A few slips on her feet and out her apron later and she was back inside, Joey hardly missing a beat.



Letting out a holler of grief from within, Jenny quickly rushed over to the laundry room ignoring her own applause and errant movements. The apron’s top sunk into her mounds and lifted to only cover her tummy. She chucked the door open and emptied the dryer post-haste, leaving the contents on the floor as she filled it with the washer load. A few presses and clicks followed as she set it on, deciding to just sit atop it and wait for her load to be finished.



Her mind went flushed as she thought about Joey and how long he must’ve been there, able to see her as she squatted with the tulips over and over again and giving him long looks as her ass and more. Her train of thought was interrupted by several bumps from the dryer, bouncing her open chest and bare ass against the machine. Her titties doing jumping jacks and her booty lightly slamming made Jenny feel an odd stir below, finally realizing that she was showing everything and her hairy vagina was near the edge of the machine.



Jenny was never one to experiment with pleasures often, rarely indulging in it to begin with, but she remembered some close college friends talking about something similar to this. She stared down to her tits again with their perky capped ends, apron in between the jumping jubilees. She simply cringed and shook her head, pushing herself off the machine just before a big tumble sounded with a KAPUT.



Jenny looked back concerned at the silent dryer with its screens flashing red in the face of a frown, as if it was sullen from her absence. She clicked and turned its buttons wondering what went wrong but she already knew; it had broken down. She shook the expensive item and her body desperately to try and get it up again, but she had no clue on how to fix something like this. A look inside revealed the incredibly wet clothes, still heavy with water and dripping in her hands.



“Whyyyyyy!” she groaned to the empty house, emptying the contents into a basket with some towels as a dampener. Ms Milf’s words echoed into her mind and she dived her torso in for inspection. She poked around the dim dryer for a few minutes trying to find what went wrong, hearing a jingle as her bottom half laid outside. She was lucky to be alone in such a position, the full moon was glorious in its ample phase and made waves through her thighs as she shook around.



A surprise ting hit the wetted dryer’s metal and made her jump, picking up the troublesome item and looking at it with a pit in her stomach. “She’s going to kill me,” Jenny muttered to herself as she saw her own mangled keys as the culprit to the breakdown.



Chapter 3



Slithering out with the item, she tried to think about how to fix this, at least partially. “No spare keys for my house, no secondary dryer, going to Joey for help may be best but definitely not in this,” she pondered with a look downwards, surprised to see half the apron wet from the dryer’s puddle. Its thin material made it ineffective for taking water, becoming very translucent with her tummy folds being in partial view. Who even gets an apron like this??



She contemplated hanging it up to dry when a spark of motivation came to her; she could just do that for the clothes! Some wires already lined the backyard and it was nice and sunny out, a perfect solution! She quickly rushed the heavy basket close to the sliding door and found plenty of clips and hangers that would make do for the drying.



She started by hanging up a pretty purple sweater on the far left wire, having to stretch on her toes and even jump a bit to clip them properly. It waved in the wind as it dripped lightly on her, but she felt confident that it would work. She confidently jogged to and fro from the door humming to herself as the wire sagged from the weighty clothes.



As she finished hanging out some familiar clothes at the first end, Jenny looked beyond her and saw Joey lounging in the sunlight with shades on, waving a shaky hand to her. The blonde waved back before she felt a droplet land right on her perked up pink nipple, remembering that she never fixed her skimpy attire from before. She shrieked and went to pull out the apron from between her peaks and pull it down for bottom coverage.



An even more nervous wave and laugh accompanied her shuffle backwards into the house, only to be halted as something wet flew into her face and caused her to slip backwards. “Oh, Jenny are you o…kayy?” Joey said with a fast approach to the low fence. Jenny quickly plucked the offending garment off her face, annoyed and held it in front of her to see it. She looked blankly at her purple polka-dot panties soaked in her hands, some blonde hairs peeking out to the side.



She remembered Joey’s presence as she lifted them to see him looking right down at her, more specifically near her legs. Her open legs with a translucent apron, that somehow fell to her side. With another flash she brought the garment down to her crotch as she felt the cold piece press into her own garden, deciding to just book it back inside. “I’mokthankyoubye!” she spouted as her ass saw Joey off, having something to say as he stayed silent.



She chastised herself and waited a few minutes inside, hoping Joey would buzz off while she pawed at her panties. She pouted at the colorful undergarment as she held it in her palm, wondering if it had somehow gotten smaller than when she wore it earlier today. Poking her head and a breast out the door and apron, Jenny saw Joey still outside sitting in his chair doing nothing. “Hopefully he’s asleep or something,” she thought as her hanging continued on the opposite side of the yard.



She couldn’t help but focus on some of the more, inappropriate pieces here that made Jenny blush as she aired the wet laundry. She doubted that she would be able to wear some of these things without having her usual Jenny Moments occur, how did Ms Milf do it then? The older woman’s body was even more developed than Jenny’s, albeit not by too much.



Many minutes later with the blonde fighting the growing winds to keep her apron on as Joey and some animals got tender glimpses of her, she finished her makeshift solution and looked proudly at the colorfully flowing yard. “Phew…good work Jenny!” she said with a high five to herself, going inside for hopefully the rest of the day. She figured a quick break was in order after the hot work outside, crashing right on the couch with her butt up as she reached for the remote.



“Hmm, only 1:40 pm huh,” she noticed while flicking through channels, settling on the news. “I’ll probably just rest until 2 and then continue, haa,” she finished with a tired yawn. The blonde made sure to get comfortable as the droning news lulled her into an accidental nap.



CRACK



Jenny woke up and fell off the couch with a startle from the sudden noise. She looked around the room for anything that might’ve broken, but all was in place throughout the house. She got her bearings and realized that she fell asleep, taking her time to wake up. “...when did it get so dark out? It’s only ... .2:45, damn it,” she said to herself as she looked at only part of the bright tv.



“And remember folks, our sunny Thursday will return soon enough,” a beautiful weather woman said on the screen. “But for now, take care inside from the sudden storm, should be gone before the hour!”



“Huh? Sudden stor- OH NO!” Jenny exclaimed, whipping her head to the open door. Light droplets hit the entrance as heavy winds swept to the east across the wires outside. Some had already been relieved of their weights as some clothes flew up and away, across the garden and beyond being soaked once more.



Jenny rushed to the door with frightened eyes forgetting her shoes as she tried to do damage control, grabbing whatever was left and putting it inside. To and fro she went with haste, struggling against the winds as they slowed her to save what remained along with her modesty. The freshly wet clothes and rain made sure to share the sentiment with the apron as it quickly wettened. It also inhibited her sight and movement as it often flew up to her face as her body was tickled from the elements.



As sudden as it woke her up, the storm lessened more and more as the droplets ceased and winds eased like before. With messy blonde hair, dirt on her feet and wet like she just left the pool, Jenny stood next to the door and breathed from the unfortunate excitement. A good amount of clothes were saved but were worse than before due to hitting the damp ground, rained on or speckled with leaves. Not to mention the ones she was too late to save, they’d be all over the neighborhood with her luck at this rate.



Jenny let out a laugh of disbelief as the situation sunk in, thinking of what to do or say when Ms. Milf would arrive and see this. Surely she’d understand right? She paced around in her stress as the sound of the front door unlocking was lost to her. “Ok, ok. Let me just uh, try and clean these up at least,” she said, bending down to the wet pile facing the back door.



“Jenny??” two familiar surprised voices said behind her. She quickly yelped and jumped to face it as she saw both Ms. Milf and Ashley standing in the hallway with surprised expressions, Ashley’s seeming somehow gleeful for a second. “O-oh hi! Sorry I didn’t know you would be here yet, w-why are both of you…?”



“We arrived in the driveway at the same time and I let her in,” Ms. Milf said, approaching her while Ashley just waved. “Jenny why is your apron so wet and, and are these the clothes you were supposed to be washing??” She quickly moved past the blonde to see the wet clump while Jenny remembered how bad the apron did with water. Her breasts and vagina were all on show with the wet apron being tucked between the former, not that it would’ve hid them well at this point.



“S-so uh, I had a few mishaps unfortunately while you were gone,” Jenny blushed and covered herself, Ms Milf slowly turning to her with a stern face. “Like what exactly?”



Chapter 4



After her reluctant and embarrassed retelling of the afternoon’s house sitting, Jenny looked down at the floor nervously as she covered herself in the apron still. She couldn’t quite tell how mad Milia was with her hand covering her face but she could tell it was far from happy. Ashley stood to the side in her biker jacket, red shirt, and flashy pants Jenny didn’t quite recognize.



“So you not only managed to not finish all the chores, break my dryer, not do my laundry, but also lost half the clothes across the neighborhood?” the older woman asked with a hint of annoyance. “I-I’m terribly sorry about all this. After the dryer went down I tried to hang the clothes out to dry but I fell asleep before the storm happened and-”



“And you didn’t hear about the weather before or think to check it? And just slept with nothing on?”

“Well I uh,” she started before realizing that she couldn’t deny any of it, blushing harder as she looked away. Ashley was tempted to say something but decided to let Milia do all the talking as she left with a sigh and came back with a chair to sit on.



“Alright Jenny, just come here then,” she said, Ashley picking up on the situation while Jenny approached confused. “But first, give my apron to Ashley please,” making Jenny flinch. She almost asked to keep it on but her sharp eyes made it clear. She unwrapped its back and lifted the damp piece off as her wet breasts settled in place. Ashley pinched it silently as Jenny went back to Milia.



“Well, lay yourself down young lady,” she instructed, Jenny doing so confused. She felt awkward with her breasts dangling over the side and her butt up in the air, her eyes widening as she finally realized what this position meant. “I’m sorry to do this Jenny but you need a quick punishment,” she heard before a quick, sharp hand collided with her ass. “AIEE” Jenny exclaimed in surprise as she began to squirm in place.



“W-wait wait wait we don’t have t-” she muttered before being interrupted by another hard smack to her booty. Now they were coming in rhythmically as they matched the end of her ass’ ripples as they filled the room. Milia was a natural at such but had never seen such motion from a peach like Jenny’s before, its shape and mass making her go on a bit longer and harder than she initially meant.



Ashley mostly held back her snickers in the corner watching the lecherous display, this being a rare but not new viewing of Jenny. Her tush was the highlight of course but she also took great delight in the blonde’s swaying jugs and facial expressions after each smack. She’d record it if she was sure Milia wouldn’t notice and give her the treatment herself, so she sat and enjoyed it for the thankfully long minute to follow.



Jenny held herself together suspended for punishment but couldn’t help but flinch at each assault to her rear. She couldn’t remember the last time this had happened to her, but she could confirm that it wasn’t in her childhood sadly. This was by far the harshest of them though as each stinging spank was never left alone for long, making her feel more than pain and embarrassment as she continued.



With a final smack out of rhythm and Jenny’s new blushing cheeks, Milia cleared her throat and decided she had gone on more than enough, letting her neighbor off easy in the end. She took a final look at the apple bottom in this angle and noticed her handprints marking both cheeks with great precision. “Alright Jenny, your punishment is over now. I’m sorry but you really frustrated me,” she said as Jenny sighed, raising her up enough to sit on her legs and facing Ashley.



The blonde’s glowing fat ass sitting atop the thick slightly spread thighs of Ms Milf became a new favorite of Ashley’s. Wet pussy so close to Wet Pussy. Jenny hoped she didn’t notice her own dampness, or at least not say anything in front of Ashley, but it was too late as Milia kept the two’s little secret. Milia didn’t want to give away her own pleasure too after all.



“I’ll let you go for the day since you tried and it was rough on you, but don’t be surprised when I come knocking for an extra favor or two,” she said with a stern smile and pat on Jenny’s back.



“R-right, of course. I’m very sorry about all this again. Just let me know when and I’ll do my best to be there,” she replied with a blush, still rubbing her hand-printed butt after the spanking. She really wasn’t expecting them to be so sharp. “I really hate to ask but do you have anything else for me to wear? I couldn’t find my clothes in the pile I saved.”



A knock on the door came as Jenny tried to stand up with wobbly legs. “I got it,” Ashley said, saddened at the show’s wrap up. She cracked the door open somewhat to see Joey had appeared with a small bunch of damp clothes in his arms, a dainty pair of panties and bra sitting at the top of it.



“Oh hi Ashley, is Jenny or Ms Milf here? Some of their clothes were swept to my backyard and I wanted to drop them off,” he said kindly. The burnette smiled and swung the door wide open for Joey allowing him to see the naked blonde one final time that day. He happily looked at the frozen woman’s bright booty and side boob as she couldn’t think of what to do.



“Hey Jenny, we got some clothes for you!” she said loudly as Jenny broke out of her spell and retreated to a nearby room. “Sorry, she’s awfully shy, I’ll take these for her though. Thank you!” Ashley said, taking the pile and shutting the door before Joey could speak again. She recognized the polka-dot panties and striped bra as Jenny’s, who else would wear such silly things after all. She secretly gave them a nice stretch enough for a little tear to be heard before handing them off to Jenny for wear.



Jenny exited soon after in her earlier damp clothing, finally with socks and shoes back on, deciding it was her best bet for hanging out with Ashley and that she could maybe buy something better soon. She couldn’t shake the feeling of her top and bottom being more mobile though. “Thanks for getting these back Ashley.”



“No problem Jenny, now let’s get going on that super fun day you mentioned,” she said with a fake smile. Ashley didn’t want to before but with her exposures and worse wear, Ashley may have some fun with her yet.



As the two waved goodbye and drove off, Ms. Milf gathered what she could of the clothes and put in a call for a dryer fix. Heading upstairs to her computer, she figured she would find out just what one of Jenny’s exposures looked like and how things came to pass. She did have security cameras all around the house after all, leaving not a corner out of her sight.



She was astonished frankly at her decisions and bad luck, all leading to her prancing nude in her own home. She was sad to miss it and her face in person, but at least she saw the process and lived the fruitful conclusion. Rewinding the footage over reminded Milia of her younger days streaking and bouncing about, getting a hint of excitement from the blonde’s hot figure. All in her old apron too, it was like a sweet parallel. It was good enough to stay in and enjoy for the rest of the day she figured, removing her sundress and watching over every sexy angle.



The End