He paid attention to her reaction. How she solved this issue now may determine her readiness to get naked in the future. He needed her to want to do t...is.Tracy was busy thinking. "I haven't let another man see my naked body in over twenty years, but this isn't sex, and this isn't some young man trying to see my boobs. Maybe I could buy an apron or some cheap T-shirts. No, that's ridiculous. If his wife were here she would be doing this, probably topless. He's so nice and needs my help so much.. I heard you earlier, and have been trying to decide on how to discipline you for insubordination,” he said, still facing that bookcase. I was speechless. Was I going to be fired? I know my mouth doesn't have an off switch, and I know I should be more careful about what I say, but this was a first offense. “ I...I don't know what say. It has been a...,” I stammered. I never got to finish my statement, because he strode over to me. Leaning over my chair, he placed his hands on the arms of. "I've been holding it in a long time."I took a step in retreat and felt my back against the wall. A shiver ran down my spine. "Yeah?" Don't act so innocent," she said, and pushed down on my shoulder. "Get down. On the ground."I crouched and she pushed me down further so my knees were on the floor."Open your mouth," she instructed me."What are you-"Wordlessly, she untied the apron from around her waist and let it fall to the ground. She lifted the knee-length skirt and pulled it up; she was. They said they couldn't wait to meet my children.Kevin's dad Anthony (no one ever called him that, though; when he was in the Army, someone started calling him "Bud" and it stuck) was a retired banker by trade, so he and I compared notes about the business. His mother was a child welfare advocate and despite all the reasons for her to be jaded and cynical at life, she was without a doubt the kindest person I had ever met. I could tell they doted on Kevin and realised that it was because of them.