“But you haven’t even looked at me. Tank, stop the truck, right now. I mean it.”
“Why?” he asked as he hit the brake. “Anything wrong?”
“Now, look at me. Go ahead. Eyes to your right, turn your head and look at me.”
“But I’ll just, you know…”
“So what? It’s just a response, a reaction. Kinda like when the doctor hits your knee with a little hammer.”
“But that’s to be expected.”
“And so is this. So, I want you to look at me. Here. I’ll turn sideways a little bit for you,” I said as I turned to my left and let my legs spread apart a bit. He still was frozen, looking straight ahead. “Dammit, Tank. Look. You might as well. Once you’ve looked and realize it’s just me, it won’t bother you so much. Then we can get our work done.”
With half the speed of a glacier he turned slowly towards me and looked me in the eyes, but no lower. “Look at me, all of me,” I commanded. His eyes seemed frozen, looking straight ahead at my face. “Tank….”
Tank
Once she called my name like a scolding mother would address her misbehaving child, I knew I had to look. I let my eyes slide down to her boobs. They were true beauties, nice size, great shape, cute little nipples.
“See, breasts, no big deal,” she said as she reached up and held them slightly in her hands. “I kinda like mine, don’t you?”
The last comment was all it took. My penis started to respond and straighten out.
“Good, now you’re getting hard.”
“But I don’t want to…”
“You’ve gotta get it out of your system, though. I figure once you’re erect for a while it will get old and you’ll deflate and forget all about it. Now, look lower.”
I couldn’t look any lower. I knew I’d get a raging hard on and I couldn’t do it. Suddenly she grabbed my right hand and brought it down towards her pelvis. I jerked my hand back but she had succeeded in making me look at her lips. They were shaved and the cutest I could ever remember seeing. And there was the triangle of hair above. This brought me to full staff, but what was the icing on the cake was her reaching down and pulling her lips apart.
“See there, kinda redder than normal and wet. Think I don’t get excited just like you?” she asked.
“I, uh, I…” I eloquently responded.
“OK, now can we just get on with the job. You’ve seen me and I’m excited. I’ve seen you and you’re excited. We’re even. Now let’s go tear out some sheetrock,” she announced as she turned back to face up front.
I didn’t have much to say so I put the rig in gear and we drove on up to the cottage. Once there I realized my erection was easing off and so I hopped down and we went into the cabin. We did a quick rehash of the tear down and agreed we’d each pick a room to be responsible for. I went out and got on my overalls while she slipped on her jeans. We then set to work.
Lucy
The tear-down went well, far faster than I predicted. With us being in different rooms we didn’t have to worry out hitting each other accidentally. I was able to remove the rotten flooring and wall board without trouble and made several trips to the rig throwing it into the back. Tank was doing the same. By noon we had the place fairly well cleaned out.
We decided to have lunch first and afterwards haul the stuff to the dump. I went to sit on the stoop with my brown bag when Tank reminded me of the rule. I stood up and casually peeled off my jeans off like I was getting ready for a shower. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Tank strip as well.
We chatted a bit about the job and waved to resort guests as they strolled by. One of them called out to us, “Are you all members, too?”
“Nope,” I responded. “Just working on fixing up this cabin.”
“Well, you fit right in, don’t cha?”
“I guess so. Have a nice day.”
“Nice people,” murmured Tank.
“Yeah, Dummy, normal people with moles and pot bellies and saggy boobs and flabby butts. They like to be nude, that’s all.”
“Sounds like you kinda like it,” he teased.
“Maybe I do, kinda. Yeah. You?”
“Uh, no, not really.”
“Why not? I can see you’re not excited anymore, so you must be getting used to it a bit.”
“Dammit, Lucy, you have to bring it up and now look at me,” he said as he pointed to his growing cock.
“Oh, common, Tank. No big deal, really. I’m sitting here in a puddle, practically, so forget about it. Hey, let’s get the rest of this shit into the rig and take it to the dump.”
Tank
After the second time she mentioned being excited she hopped up and went back to work, but she didn’t put her jeans on. Fortunately, there were only a few small bits of sheetrock left and nothing sharp, so I decided to stay nude as well. No sense in putting on the overalls just to take them off in five minutes.
The only problem was we were now working side-by-side and not in separate rooms. I kept seeing her out of the corner of my eye. Lucy has a super nice figure. She wasn’t rail thin and had some nice curves on her. Her ass was half an inch on the generous side and her tits were perfect, a bit on the large side of average. They were full, nicely shaped and stood out proudly from her chest. Of course, I got hard again, or I should say, I got harder. I don’t think I ever lost my hard on after lunch. Once I stood up with a small load of debris in my arms, Lucy looked over at me and started to laugh.
“Gonna use that thing to help carry the load, Tank?”
“Luce! Jeez, can you give me a break? Please? It’s embarrassing enough as it is.”
“Nope, I’m not. I kinda like having the upper hand over my boss,” she laughed. “And trust me, I’m going to use it as much as I can.”
“Well, what about you? You keep saying you’re excited, too.”
“Maybe yes, maybe no. But unless you look closely, which will get you even harder, you’ll never know for sure,” she said laughing even more.
“OK, you win. Here take that last piece and get the shop vac in here.”
Lucy
I pulled the shop vac into the building and put on my ear protection. Tank was all anal about ear protection with all power equipment so I smiled when I realized I was wearing the earphones, shoes and nothing else. After I plugged the vac in, I turned to see Tank coming back into the cabin. I fired the machine up and purposefully bent over at the waist facing away from him while I vacuumed out a corner. I couldn’t see him, but I could feel his eyes riveted to my ass. I’m sure he saw my pussy lips; who couldn’t? The knowledge he was staring at me got me excited again. I could feel some slight moisture develop but fortunately it didn’t run down my legs.
I kept vacuuming and finished the entire cabin in about fifteen minutes and left the vac in a corner. We’d be needing it again before the end of our job. As I walked outside, I realized Tank was in the cab of the truck. He appeared to be writing something down on a tablet. I went up to his side of the rig and asked, “Are we done here for now?”
“Yeah, I’m just jotting down some last-minute measurements. I think we’ll be able to get by with less sheetrock if we’re careful. Might save them fifty or sixty bucks.”
As I got into the rig from the right side, I saw his tablet didn’t hide his erection. I grinned at him and wiggled my eyebrows, a la Groucho Marx.