"Sure thing boss, See ya in a bit," she replied and ordered two venti caramel lattes. Stopping at a local grocery store she went in and grabbed a gallon jug of Tropicana, and a few personal items for herself.
She completed the short drive to her new client's house and parked her bright red Mazda MX-5 Miata convertible in his driveway. Deciding to leave the top down, for now, she got out and looked around at the place she would call home for the next ten days.
Noticing the privacy fence that ran around the property as far as she could see, she decided to have a little fun. She pulled off the skirt and halter top she wore while she drove, leaving her clad in only her three-inch patent red leather peek toe pumps. Being naked outside gave her a thrill and sent a shiver of pleasure running up her spine. Leaving the only outfit she had with her in the car, she picked up the coffees, and other purchases and headed toward the door.
She walked a few feet up the driveway to the side door and opened it. She stepped inside and strategically arranged her load. She held each coffee in one hand and held them in front of her ample breasts hiding her already erect nipples from view. The bags hanging from her wrists hid her mons and vulva from an observer. Kicking the door closed, she called out, "Craig it's Athena, I'm in the foyer."
Craig was sitting on the sofa with his injured foot, in a cast, held up on a small stool. He was wearing a pair of black, loose-fitting, cotton shorts, and a baggy gray t-shirt, nothing else. When he heard the female voice float musically from the hallway he replied, "Thanks for coming, Athena..." as she appeared in his view, his voice trailing off.
"No problem hun, nice place here. Where do you want your coffee? And the juice in the fridge I presume?" she asked, smiling at the shocked look on his face.
Craig sat there staring at her, his throat too dry to do anything but squeak when he tried to speak. Staring at her, his eyes took in her voluptuous form, while his mouth hung slightly agape. Then, blinking and shaking his head, he pulled himself mostly together. "Err, sorry about that, I didn't mean to stare, but you caught me a little off guard there." Grabbing his crutches, he started to struggle to his feet.
"I'm Craig," he said, offering his hand, hoping she would take it, so he could see what was behind the coffees. His balance was very precarious and his growing erection did not help. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Athena, I must say, you are gorgeous, even better than your picture."
She stood there with the coffees as he stared at her body and tried to gain control of his completely normal and expected reactions to an attractive naked female. Athena always thought it was so cute the way guys reacted when they saw her naked. Whether it was the first time or the thousandth, they always stared at her and lost their ability to speak as their cock swelled. Not for the first time, she wondered if there was a correlation between a dick filling with blood and the loss of mental function.
"I'd love to shake your hand and let you watch my tits jiggle, but...", raising the two coffees a bit, though not enough to reveal what they were hiding, "that's a nice compliment", she said, looking meaningfully at the growing lump in his pants. "It's pretty nice to have a young, cute, client who won't be able to catch me if I run," she added, with a wink and a smile, letting him know she was teasing him.
"Well, hopefully, I won't do anything that'll make you runoff," Craig laughed with her, feeling better just knowing she was here and naked. "Why don't you pop that juice in the fridge, then come sit with us, so we can get to know each other while we drink those coffees?"
"Sounds good," she replied. Turning her back, and putting a lot more wiggle in her stride than usual, to make sure he stares at her ample assets. She paused in the doorway and looked over her shoulder and winked at Craig, though she wasn't sure he saw her face since his eyes were focused a lot lower. Stepping into the kitchen, she put the coffees down on the table and put the OJ into the fridge. Leaving the rest of her stuff on the counter, she returns to Craig with the coffees, this time not hiding anything.
I joined Craig on his couch, curling my long legs under me so that only the topmost part of my mons was exposed, but she made sure her breasts were within his line of sight and easily accessible. She turned towards him slightly and sipped her coffee, letting him stare as much as he wanted. After several minutes of silence, she asked, "So how'd you hurt your leg?"
Craig hadn't been his usually chatty self these past few minutes. Instead, he'd been sitting quietly, letting his gaze wander over Athena's gorgeous body, drinking in the lovely combination of her flawlessly smooth skin and her soft, welcoming curves. He couldn't quite believe that just a single phone call resulted in this gorgeous, naked woman sitting comfortably in his living room.
Her question jolted him out of his stupor and made him realize he was being rude. "I was playing tennis, getting ready for a tournament. I stretched out to return a wide shot and suddenly there was a loud pop and a louder scream as my leg stopped supporting me. As I fell, I realized that It was me screaming. The doctors told me I have a second-degree sprain, with micro-tears of the ligament, and that it could take up to weeks before I can put weight on it. Then I start physical therapy. I'll probably be on crutches for at least four and possibly as long as six months."
Starting to feel a familiar depression settle over him, knowing he was going to miss this tennis season and probably lose out on the sponsorship he had been working on during the offseason, he tried to change the subject. "So how long can you stay? I mean I know I paid for ten days, but can I extend or are there other things you have to do?"
"I'm glad you brought that up. We get every fourth day off when working as a live in. I will make arrangements for a replacement for me, with your input. Except for that, I can stay as long as you want...or until I suck every last little bit of...," I paused looking Craig in the eye as I took a long slow swallow of my coffee. Putting the cup down I sensuously ran my tongue over my lips, never breaking eye contact, "...cash from you."
I waited for a minute for my words to sink in. I started laughing at the bewildered look on his face. "Just teasing you luv...," and I leaned over and kissed him on the cheek. "Seriously I'm yours as long as you can pay the bill."
Craig gets excited as he imagined watching her big, heavy, tits swing as she vacuumed and her curvy ass swaying as she moved through the house with laundry.
"Before we go any further, there are a few things you need to know. If I say stop, you stop whatever you're doing immediately. I'll be naked at all times when I'm inside your house or on your property, even if you have company. The only time I'll wear clothes is when I'm running errands, or if you tell me too. I've got exactly one outfit to use when I'm out of this house. I also have a kimono and a few nighties. If you want me to take care of someone, all you have to do is tell me what you want me to do with them, and I'll let them. You will need to keep the house warm enough for me to be comfortable, even if it's too hot for you."
Craig sat there, his eyes wide, as realization dawned at what she meant. He hadn't even thought about other people in his house when he made this arrangement. Now he realized his weekly poker game would be a lot more interesting. Then he realized he had a meeting scheduled with his coach and agent at his house the day after tomorrow. He couldn't wait to see Greg and Chase when Athena walked in carrying a tray of drinks wearing her beautiful smile. Life was about to get interesting.
"Anything else?" he asked nervously, considering how his life was about to change, change in ways he didn't fully understand. Swallowing hard, he looked at her with renewed respect, for being so free, honest, and open. He hadn't considered the possibility of sharing her, but he never thought about the people who visit him regularly either. Business acquaintances, friends, even family. Was this an honest oversight or did he subconsciously want everyone to see the sexy naked woman taking care of him?
Grateful that no one was coming by today, he decided to worry about visitors tomorrow. He cleared his throat, "Now that the legal shit is out of the way, I can give you a tour. I'll have to just do it from here rather than escorting you. I can't quite manage the stairs."
Athena sat there looking at the expression on his face after the standard first-time client speech and saw that he hadn't thought about anyone visiting when he called. Trying not to look exasperated at his lack of forethought, she let him ramble on about the house and its floor plan.
"You've already seen the living room and the kitchen. I've got a temporary bed in my home gym, there's a bathroom next to it. The dining room is off the kitchen, which leads out to the back yard. Feel free to use the pool and hot tub out back anytime. Jenny, the pool girl, is due on Friday," Craig started to tell her as she stood up and walked around, opening doors to get the lay of my new temporary home.
"Upstairs is my normal bedroom, with a larger bathroom. My study is across the hall and the guest room is the second door on the left. You can use that while you're here."
Athena looked up the stairs and considered going up to look around, but she knew he was paying to look at her, not to wander around his house out of sight. She returned to the couch and sat down beside him, this time leaving her legs spread slightly apart so he could see a piece of her slit.
His eyes locked onto her slit and he swallowed hard, he started to speak, but his voice cracked. He cleared his throat and tried again, "I must admit, when the ad said Neat N' Naked, I wasn't expecting you to be naked as soon as you got here! Do you need to put anything away?"
"Nothing pressing, a small bag I can get from my car later when I go raise the top, and a few other items in a bag in the kitchen. I was dressed when got here, but when I saw all the lovely privacy you have, I stripped and left my clothes in the car. I figured it would be a nice surprise for you and a way to break the ice," she told him, reaching out and caressing his uninjured leg. "Now I have a question for you, what exactly are you expecting me to do for you?" she looked into his eyes, as her hand slid a bit further up his leg.
"There are a few things I'm struggling with, cooking and cleaning mainly. I'd appreciate help with those. I've also found it difficult to bathe, since showering while keeping the cast dry is difficult."
His dick jumps s her hand slowly moves up his leg, "But to be honest, now that you're here, I've lost interest taking a shower, I'd rather spend time just watching you swaying that delightful ass and those beautiful boobs around."
"I can help with all that and more. Would you like to bathe first, or should we get a bit sweaty before I clean you?" she asked, as her hand reached the hew of his shorts and slipped under them.
Craig gulped down the rest of his coffee and said, "Getting sweaty sounds good to me." He pulled off his t-shirt, revealing a smooth slim torso, "Can you help get these shorts off me?"
She could hear the frustration in his voice at not being able to do simple things for himself, at least not as easily as before. Athena knelt on the floor in front of Craig. He lifted his ass off the couch and she gently slid his shorts down his legs, taking them off his good leg first, then bunching them up, she eased them over the cast and dropped them.
Once he was as naked as she was, she looked at his crotch and whistled appreciatively as his cock was pointing right at my tits, "Somebody knows what he likes," she said giggling. Then she licked her lips and looked at him with big innocent eyes. "Now what?"
Craig's cock had started to grow while she was touching him, but when she bent over him to get his shorts off and her tits rubbed his naked legs, his cock swelled up standing proudly and slowly waving as it waited for the attention it was aching for.
She took it in her hand as Craig reached out and cupped her breast, sighing in contentment. "Well, your current position seems perfect for a couple of things. Why not get my cock nice and slick, then put your spectacular cleavage to work."
Craig's hands slid across Athena's boobs, his fingers reaching her stiffening nipples and gently rubbing them as he pushed his hips forward 'til the head of his stiffening shaft pressed against her soft, wet lips.
He looked down into Athena's deep, green eyes, already full of lust for her, and couldn't believe his luck. A woman as beautiful as Athena had him naked and throbbing and they'd only met twenty minutes ago!
Athena worked up some saliva and drooled it onto Craig's cock. She took his shaft in her hand and started spreading her spit on the shaft, to get it ready. It started to glisten with moisture, so I wrapped my pillow like boobs around his shaft and began rubbing their soft warmth over his rock-like shaft.
Craig grew even harder, as his cock was enveloped by the softest sweetest breasts he had ever had the pleasure of fucking. As he fucked her boobs, the head of his shaft poking out, the top of her valley, a drop of clear pre-cum was oozing from the tip. "Lick me, Athena," he whispered, taking his hands and placing them on the back of her head, stroking her long blonde hair, as he gently pressed her head closer to his cock.
