The only time my parents were naked was in their bedroom or the bathroom. Sure daddy likes relaxing in his underwear when he's home, but that's not th... same as being naked.I was determined to spend the evening with my family as naked as mother would allow me. Without any thought or awareness of the consequences a naked nubile fifteen year old girl would have on a man, even if that man were her father or her brother, I walked out of my room wearing only my pink bikini panties.As usual, Daddy was. Outside his office I lightly tapped on his door. "Come in." I heard from inside.I opened the door and went into the office. Mr. Smith was seated at his desk. Right in front of his desk was a straight back chair. He looked at me with narrowed eyes. "Have a seat Miss Taylor and please explain to me why you could not make it to my office in the ten minutes that I had given you."I sat in the chair and rested my hands in my lap. "Well, Mr. Smith I had to stop at the restroom first. I came here as. ” she replied pulling herself right back. “Only one way to find out.” she laughed as she tickled Terry across his stomach, catching ‘him’ off guard.“Sandy, Sandy really...” Terry called out as ‘he’ tried to stop laughing.Terry’s laughter turned to panic as ‘he’ felt Sandy’s hand slide down ‘his’ pants. “Sandy, get out of there.” ‘he’ cried out.When her hand withdrew, she was holding a pair of sweat socks that had been stuffed into ‘his’ underwear. Before Sandy could comment on her discovery,. ‘Help? For what. I’m fine, I’m just sitting here reading my book.’ He was getting on my nerves. ‘Yeah, but you’re ALONE. And look at the way you’re dressed. I’m sure you have a fine body underneath all those baggy clothes.’ He smiled at me. I felt my heart skip a beat. It had been a long time since I’d seen someone smile like that, or since I’d gotten a compliment. ‘So you came over here to diss me and then try to compliment me? Nice.’ I don’t know why I was being so mean to him. ‘What’s wrong?.