Nude on the Job by Trionyx,Trionyx

“So, I’ll write up a bid and drop off a copy for you. OK?

“Sure.”

“Oh, thanks, Tank, you’re a peach to let me learn more on this side of the business,” I smiled as I gave him a tiny hug.

“I know you’ll do a good job. Take care, Lucy. Call if you have any questions.”

Tank

Lucy seemed overjoyed with the prospect of doing an evaluation and a bid. It was a simple little one, but one I knew she could easily handle. And it was time she started learning the bidding side of things by herself. It would actually help me a ton as I could still be at the cabin while she engaged in a client interaction and did the planning and executing.

What surprised me was the little hug at the end. I’m usually not a real touchy-feely kind of guy. I know some people are, but I’m not. And wow, that little hug felt real good. It lasted three seconds at most, but I could feel her breasts up against my chest and her body up against mine for a fleeting second. Nice.

But I realized I needed to quit thinking about that, though. It’s never, ever a good idea to mess with an employee. It can only lead to trouble. And when such a relationship inevitably comes to an end, you’ve got one pissed-off employee who could easily go to a lawyer and make your life hell and ruin your reputation in the community. Nope. I was going to forget that little hug, write it off as a touchy-feely girly thing and get on with my work.

Lucy

Mrs. Patelli was a sweet, little old lady. Actually, she wasn’t that old, but it seemed life had not been kind to her. She was timid and appeared frightened when she opened the door. I introduced myself, gave her a business card and she invited me in. After I reviewed the entire situation, including the fact she still had some good paint, I gave her a low-ball estimate and started to work. By noon it was all repaired, textured and primed and all I needed to do was paint. I promised her I’d be back the next day to finish the job.

Tank

I didn’t hear from Lucy all day and wondered a bit what was going on. I was able to do the painting, finish the cabinet and apply the first coat of stain. Bill came by and was delighted with the work. I told him I needed to return the next day to apply one final coat of stain and the job would be finished. We talked a little bit about the insurance payments and we agreed the resort would pay me and look to their insurance for reimbursement. I like that the best. I hate dealing with insurance claims. Just hate it. Nothing but paperwork hassles and the insurance companies always seem to find a reason not to pay the fair amont.

Once I got back to the office, I could tell Lucy had been there so I called her.

“Hi, Tank. What’s up?”

“Just checking in. How’d your bidding visit with Mrs. Patelli go?”

“Tank, she’s a sweetheart and is clearly poor as a church mouse. I used old supplies to repair the hole and tomorrow I’ll paint. Turns out she has a can of the original paint so I’ll do the one wall.”

“You mean you did the work? Already?” I asked astonished.

“Yeah, sure, why not? Easy as can be.”

“I thought you wanted the day off. Felt bad about even asking you to go out for the estimate.”

“This was fun and I liked helping her. I figure, allowing for drying time, I’ll need another couple of hours tomorrow, that’s all.”

“Now, you say she’s sweet and doesn’t seem to have any money.”

“Yeah, that’s the idea I got. The official bid would be for just my labor.”

“OK, so here’s the deal. You give her a couple of our cards and ask her to tell her friends about us, but you won’t charge her for your time.”

“Tank, that is so sweet of you. I know she’ll be thrilled.”

“That doesn’t mean you won’t get paid. You still give me your hours, OK?”

“But that means you get nothing…”

“The goodwill from a nice little lady will pay us back ten-fold, I promise you. Oh, and don’t forget the final inspection at the resort the next day.”

“How are they going to get an inspector out there? You know, nude?”

“I don’t know, but at least one of us has gotta be there.”

“Hey, why don’t we both go? You know, a good-bye kind of thing.”

“OK, I’ll meet you at the office at nine am. Enjoy your time with Mrs. Patelli. Oh, and, Luce? Thanks for doing it. Nice of you.”

“Hey, no big deal. What are you doing tomorrow?”

I told her I had to finish at the resort, put in a couple of bids and take care of some monthly paperwork. Once I hung up, I couldn’t help thinking about her. I had just asked her to pay a visit and get the ball rolling yet she took the bull by the horns and practically had the job done. Lucy was turning into a great assistant; one I was glad to have.

Lucy

My return visit to Mrs. Patelli was quick and easy. I painted the new section with one coat and while it was drying, I masked and taped the end of the room. Afterwards, I took her paint and rolled a layer over the entire wall. It looked great, if I have to say so myself. After I was done, she came to me with an anxious look.

“Honey, how much do I owe you?”

“Well, Mrs. Patelli, tell you what. There was no cost for the supplies. So, all we have is my time. And I talked to my boss last night and he told me that I was not to charge you for my time. Take some of our cards and if you would tell your friends about us, that would be plenty.”

She started to cry and I ended up hugging her until she settled down. She insisted on giving me a dozen cookies she had baked the night before and I promised to share them with Tank. As I drove away I had a good feeling about how my work helped a frightened, little old lady.

Tank

We drove out to the resort for the last time to walk through the site with an inspector. Lucy and I drove up to the little shack and hopped out to undress. By then we were comfortable with the process and were on our way in no time. Once we were there we had to wait until the inspector arrived. I was curious how they would handle the nudity bit. It turns out she, yes, it was a she, was a member of the resort. Shortly after we got there, Ms. Saunders drove up and hopped out. I had met her on previous inspections and she was totally fair with them. She was in her late forties, I would guess, and she was actually quite attractive. She had a few pounds too many on her ass but had nice looking breasts.

Lucy and I told her there had been no major structural, plumbing or electrical repairs and showed her what we had done. She nodded, signed off on the form in no time at all and took off for her office in town.