A few days later whilst around mums with the little one
dad out fishing we sat chatting and drinking tea.I suddenly remembered
mum's comment well embarrassment as we ran around the sack commando.
Well I was commando mum was more correctly bottomless. "So tell me" I
said.
Mum swallowed. "I'll make us another cuppa first" she said.
I sat waiting for her and eventually she returned. She had me my cup and sat in her usual spot. She had a envelope in her hand and she took a Polaroid from it and handed it to me. I thought that this was one of those pivotal moments in daughter mother bonding. I could see as she passed it to me that it was of a naked woman running at speed. Once in my hand and turned to see it properly I could see it was mum running down the long side about half way along.
"This looks recent" I said. Mum blushed. It was what just came into my head. "Just the other week" she said. I thought about that and said. Your 45th birthday". Mum nodded.
I held the photo and she reached for it back and took it. She smiled and relaxed.
"I knew that I'd have to do a bit more than flash my leg a or panties. (I settled back in my chair and signalled for her to go on). I'd had to cash in a few favours this last 6 months since the old man was off. (The owner was sick and mum was basically running things with the foreman). I'd gotten into a mess with some paperwork. Simply because I was trying to deal with the insurance company for his health payments. I'd missed a key word on a order and we nearly sent a stack of goods to the other end of the country than was correct. The foreman had to chase off in his car and catch up with the truck and flag it down and turned it around. On my birthday there was the usual flowers, chocolates, and some other small gifts and card plus the group present. The foreman said see you later for our treat. I foolishly asked what he wanted. He said that he'd never get. And he won't! So at three o'clock afternoon break and the appointed time I was just about to make my way over to the shed when the phone rang. It was her. (Her nemesis). She said that they'd decided that like my 40th birthday I had to run the course debagged or pay a penalty if I wanted to run it more modestly. (How was naked more modest was my thought but I did not interrupt). When I arrived I said that debagged was out wearing a dress. The foreman said that they had come up with three alternatives. One, I could do it in my underwear but had to strip down to them there and then go home in them, no coat. Well this was one of the options I rejected last time but perhaps I'd make it home before your dad. he's been late of late. Next was just in my panties but I could go home clothed. Another one I rejected last time. Lastly I could do it just in my dress and they clarified that. I could undress in the hut and just put my dress back on. I'd have to bring out my underwear, stockings etc. but I could keep my heels on. This appealed to me because the other options meant bare feet. (I remembered the other day that mum speed was limited to how often she oohed). I could then go home like that or dressed. But the twist was that I had a fixed time from them saying go to undress do the run and redress if I wanted to go home dressed. If I didn't make it I had to do a penalty. The penalty was in a sealed envelope. The envelop was hanging from the door motorised hoist. The foreman had the key and he past it to me saying I could keep until I got back. I don't think he did this thinking that was what I had decided even though I think I had. I think he just was being thoughtful. Well topless was out. I thought about the panties and bra but then lost confidence in beating your dad in. Also I then realised I'd have to dash into the house like that. And I thought about the road being busy and having to park far away. And this is the result" she said looking down at the photo.
I thought that was that but know she continued.
"So I agreed in principle in my head. I asked how long have I got. The foreman said see that stack there pointing to it. I looked. Well (the name of her nemesis) will move it to F35. (F35 I now knew was last slot on the middle stack at the far end of the shed). I looked around the truck was parked in its bay with the other truck. I was trying to figure out how long. Just place it in F35 or put the truck back there. I said. The foreman looked did his head scratching thing and said Okay. I confirmed the terms again. I figure that ****** wouldn't be very quick she hardly ever uses the trucks. It would be great just to beat her. I thought some more about the options and said OK dress only." mum finished and sipped her tea.
I sat quietly and drank my tea.
"So we both line up at the demarcation line. (A painted yellow line beyond which visitors can't go without being safety instructed). The foreman blow his whistle and we where off. I was in the hut and made sure the down was sound shut before she had reached the truck. A good sign I thought. My dress was off a bit slowly than I thought I'd do it because its difficult getting hold of that tiny tag when your in a hurry. I thought to my self slow down girl more speed less haste. I got the zip down far enough that I could get my arms out easily and then pushed it over my hips forcing the zip carefully further down. I now heard the engine start up. I was stood in my bra, panties, suspender-belt, stockings and heels. That very sexy red one I got when we where in ****** last. I put the dress carefully on the desk ready to get back into it. I decided to go for my suspender belt next wanting to keep flesh expose to a minimum time and last as possible. As I did the truck started to bleep signalling it was reversing. I next removed my heels just letting the suspender-belt drop to the ground at my feet. I rolled down my left stocking and pushed it off over my heal and toes and left it there next to the suspender-belt. I then did the same with my other stocking. (I was feeling the rush and queasy stomach and empty feeling and the need for the loo. I was obviously reacting out of empathy to mum). Now just in undies I heard the truck rushing across to the stack to be moved. I expected to hear a lot of positioning but it seemed that (nemesis) was having some beginners look. I now want to remove my bra and (mum paused and sipped on her tea) reaching behind and unhooking it I checked the door before I went any further. I took it off and was once more topless there. I shivered with excitement (mum quickly added) and fear. I let it drop to the floor on top of my other bits. The truck I could hear was beginning to lift. I now went for my panties. (Mum looked at me for my reaction. Mum was telling me something very private and potentially embarrassing. I respond I hoped with concern rather than anything to bring the tale to and end). I was naked. They slipped down and I stepped out of them. I stepped into my heels while I reached for my dress. I wobbled a bit but was find. Tingling and shaking I stepped into the dress and pulled it up a lot easier than usual not having anything on. I reached for the zip and made sure it was right up. I bent and picked up my clothes then rushed out of the shed to the agreed point to dump them. The guys whistling as they saw the various red garments fall through the air and hit the ground." (Mum stopped breathed sat back further and sipped her tea).
Mum started again after a short while and exchanging smiles with me. "The truck had the stack up and was backing back to turn to head off down the aisle. I turned back on my self and started running across to the first long side of the shed. Heels are not your best friend when you need speed. I'll have to think another time what is better bare foot or heels. (Mum was already thinking about a next time). By the time I got to the far end the truck was already lifting the stack into place. When I reached it (nemesis) had finished placing the stack and was withdrawing the forks. Still time I thought. She'd have to follow me up the aisle. I started up the far long side and sped up to top heel speed. I heard the truck shunting out of lifting position. I real ran. (Mum stopped and breathing deeply she was re-living the run I could tell). I was about two-thirds up the long side when I heard the truck bleep bleep. She was having difficulty turning the tight corner out of the aisle. I reached the end and turned as I began to cross to the hut to see the forks appear in the aisle. (Mum swallowed again and sipped her tea). I went for my clothes. Do you know what them bastards had done!?" Mum looked at me signalling a question.
"No!" I said.
"They'd scatted them all over the floor" she said.
"What did you do" I asked?
"Well I couldn't do much about it there and then I could hear the truck coming. I grabbed my bra which was closest then a stocking, then looking around saw my suspender-belt hanging out of one of their pockets. I then went back a bit for the other stocking before going to the D stack where they'd hung my panties. The truck was now pipping which meant she was planing to turn into the front area where everyone was stood. I rushed for the hut. As I got to the door she appeared and begun to turn through 360 you know to park the truck like they do.I realised she had won."
Mum finished her tea and I finished mine. We sat quietly. Smiling. After what seemed like an age. She continued.
I stood there shaking my head. What had I been thinking. I put my head in my hands then stood like I do hand full of my bits. (Arm folded across the waist other arm support her chin). The truck parked and she got off and came over. There was an expectant air. Everyone was waiting. The foreman said. You better let the hoist down, I went to the console and put the key in and turned it then pressed the green down button. The envelope lower and I stopped the hoist then walked over to it and took the envelope. I opened it. (Mum looked). I took out the slip of paper and read it."
Mum paused I had to interject I couldn't stand the tension. "what did it say?" I asked.
"Your penalty is to rerun the course in any item of clothing you are wearing that has not gone around the course".
I looked. "Oh".
"You say "oh" it took me a bit longer for the penny to drop. Then one of the young man said "My God she'll be naked". A few gasps where heard then a really big cheer. I just died." Mum said.
"What did you do or say about that?" I asked.
"Well (looking at the photo) darling I stripped out of my little dress give them all a really good look and took to my heels" mum said.
"They let you" I asked.
"Did you think they'd stop me" she asked?
"They didn't say anything" I asked?
"A few where surprised that I did it. But once they saw my naked body they just whistled and cheered.
"Who took the photo?" I asked.
"The foreman and he gave me one to keep"? Mum said.
"There's more?" I asked.
Mum nodded. Don't tell your dad!" mum looked sternly at me.
Mum swallowed. "I'll make us another cuppa first" she said.
I sat waiting for her and eventually she returned. She had me my cup and sat in her usual spot. She had a envelope in her hand and she took a Polaroid from it and handed it to me. I thought that this was one of those pivotal moments in daughter mother bonding. I could see as she passed it to me that it was of a naked woman running at speed. Once in my hand and turned to see it properly I could see it was mum running down the long side about half way along.
"This looks recent" I said. Mum blushed. It was what just came into my head. "Just the other week" she said. I thought about that and said. Your 45th birthday". Mum nodded.
I held the photo and she reached for it back and took it. She smiled and relaxed.
"I knew that I'd have to do a bit more than flash my leg a or panties. (I settled back in my chair and signalled for her to go on). I'd had to cash in a few favours this last 6 months since the old man was off. (The owner was sick and mum was basically running things with the foreman). I'd gotten into a mess with some paperwork. Simply because I was trying to deal with the insurance company for his health payments. I'd missed a key word on a order and we nearly sent a stack of goods to the other end of the country than was correct. The foreman had to chase off in his car and catch up with the truck and flag it down and turned it around. On my birthday there was the usual flowers, chocolates, and some other small gifts and card plus the group present. The foreman said see you later for our treat. I foolishly asked what he wanted. He said that he'd never get. And he won't! So at three o'clock afternoon break and the appointed time I was just about to make my way over to the shed when the phone rang. It was her. (Her nemesis). She said that they'd decided that like my 40th birthday I had to run the course debagged or pay a penalty if I wanted to run it more modestly. (How was naked more modest was my thought but I did not interrupt). When I arrived I said that debagged was out wearing a dress. The foreman said that they had come up with three alternatives. One, I could do it in my underwear but had to strip down to them there and then go home in them, no coat. Well this was one of the options I rejected last time but perhaps I'd make it home before your dad. he's been late of late. Next was just in my panties but I could go home clothed. Another one I rejected last time. Lastly I could do it just in my dress and they clarified that. I could undress in the hut and just put my dress back on. I'd have to bring out my underwear, stockings etc. but I could keep my heels on. This appealed to me because the other options meant bare feet. (I remembered the other day that mum speed was limited to how often she oohed). I could then go home like that or dressed. But the twist was that I had a fixed time from them saying go to undress do the run and redress if I wanted to go home dressed. If I didn't make it I had to do a penalty. The penalty was in a sealed envelope. The envelop was hanging from the door motorised hoist. The foreman had the key and he past it to me saying I could keep until I got back. I don't think he did this thinking that was what I had decided even though I think I had. I think he just was being thoughtful. Well topless was out. I thought about the panties and bra but then lost confidence in beating your dad in. Also I then realised I'd have to dash into the house like that. And I thought about the road being busy and having to park far away. And this is the result" she said looking down at the photo.
I thought that was that but know she continued.
"So I agreed in principle in my head. I asked how long have I got. The foreman said see that stack there pointing to it. I looked. Well (the name of her nemesis) will move it to F35. (F35 I now knew was last slot on the middle stack at the far end of the shed). I looked around the truck was parked in its bay with the other truck. I was trying to figure out how long. Just place it in F35 or put the truck back there. I said. The foreman looked did his head scratching thing and said Okay. I confirmed the terms again. I figure that ****** wouldn't be very quick she hardly ever uses the trucks. It would be great just to beat her. I thought some more about the options and said OK dress only." mum finished and sipped her tea.
I sat quietly and drank my tea.
"So we both line up at the demarcation line. (A painted yellow line beyond which visitors can't go without being safety instructed). The foreman blow his whistle and we where off. I was in the hut and made sure the down was sound shut before she had reached the truck. A good sign I thought. My dress was off a bit slowly than I thought I'd do it because its difficult getting hold of that tiny tag when your in a hurry. I thought to my self slow down girl more speed less haste. I got the zip down far enough that I could get my arms out easily and then pushed it over my hips forcing the zip carefully further down. I now heard the engine start up. I was stood in my bra, panties, suspender-belt, stockings and heels. That very sexy red one I got when we where in ****** last. I put the dress carefully on the desk ready to get back into it. I decided to go for my suspender belt next wanting to keep flesh expose to a minimum time and last as possible. As I did the truck started to bleep signalling it was reversing. I next removed my heels just letting the suspender-belt drop to the ground at my feet. I rolled down my left stocking and pushed it off over my heal and toes and left it there next to the suspender-belt. I then did the same with my other stocking. (I was feeling the rush and queasy stomach and empty feeling and the need for the loo. I was obviously reacting out of empathy to mum). Now just in undies I heard the truck rushing across to the stack to be moved. I expected to hear a lot of positioning but it seemed that (nemesis) was having some beginners look. I now want to remove my bra and (mum paused and sipped on her tea) reaching behind and unhooking it I checked the door before I went any further. I took it off and was once more topless there. I shivered with excitement (mum quickly added) and fear. I let it drop to the floor on top of my other bits. The truck I could hear was beginning to lift. I now went for my panties. (Mum looked at me for my reaction. Mum was telling me something very private and potentially embarrassing. I respond I hoped with concern rather than anything to bring the tale to and end). I was naked. They slipped down and I stepped out of them. I stepped into my heels while I reached for my dress. I wobbled a bit but was find. Tingling and shaking I stepped into the dress and pulled it up a lot easier than usual not having anything on. I reached for the zip and made sure it was right up. I bent and picked up my clothes then rushed out of the shed to the agreed point to dump them. The guys whistling as they saw the various red garments fall through the air and hit the ground." (Mum stopped breathed sat back further and sipped her tea).
Mum started again after a short while and exchanging smiles with me. "The truck had the stack up and was backing back to turn to head off down the aisle. I turned back on my self and started running across to the first long side of the shed. Heels are not your best friend when you need speed. I'll have to think another time what is better bare foot or heels. (Mum was already thinking about a next time). By the time I got to the far end the truck was already lifting the stack into place. When I reached it (nemesis) had finished placing the stack and was withdrawing the forks. Still time I thought. She'd have to follow me up the aisle. I started up the far long side and sped up to top heel speed. I heard the truck shunting out of lifting position. I real ran. (Mum stopped and breathing deeply she was re-living the run I could tell). I was about two-thirds up the long side when I heard the truck bleep bleep. She was having difficulty turning the tight corner out of the aisle. I reached the end and turned as I began to cross to the hut to see the forks appear in the aisle. (Mum swallowed again and sipped her tea). I went for my clothes. Do you know what them bastards had done!?" Mum looked at me signalling a question.
"No!" I said.
"They'd scatted them all over the floor" she said.
"What did you do" I asked?
"Well I couldn't do much about it there and then I could hear the truck coming. I grabbed my bra which was closest then a stocking, then looking around saw my suspender-belt hanging out of one of their pockets. I then went back a bit for the other stocking before going to the D stack where they'd hung my panties. The truck was now pipping which meant she was planing to turn into the front area where everyone was stood. I rushed for the hut. As I got to the door she appeared and begun to turn through 360 you know to park the truck like they do.I realised she had won."
Mum finished her tea and I finished mine. We sat quietly. Smiling. After what seemed like an age. She continued.
I stood there shaking my head. What had I been thinking. I put my head in my hands then stood like I do hand full of my bits. (Arm folded across the waist other arm support her chin). The truck parked and she got off and came over. There was an expectant air. Everyone was waiting. The foreman said. You better let the hoist down, I went to the console and put the key in and turned it then pressed the green down button. The envelope lower and I stopped the hoist then walked over to it and took the envelope. I opened it. (Mum looked). I took out the slip of paper and read it."
Mum paused I had to interject I couldn't stand the tension. "what did it say?" I asked.
"Your penalty is to rerun the course in any item of clothing you are wearing that has not gone around the course".
I looked. "Oh".
"You say "oh" it took me a bit longer for the penny to drop. Then one of the young man said "My God she'll be naked". A few gasps where heard then a really big cheer. I just died." Mum said.
"What did you do or say about that?" I asked.
"Well (looking at the photo) darling I stripped out of my little dress give them all a really good look and took to my heels" mum said.
"They let you" I asked.
"Did you think they'd stop me" she asked?
"They didn't say anything" I asked?
"A few where surprised that I did it. But once they saw my naked body they just whistled and cheered.
"Who took the photo?" I asked.
"The foreman and he gave me one to keep"? Mum said.
"There's more?" I asked.
Mum nodded. Don't tell your dad!" mum looked sternly at me.
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