Work had dried up of late so three months of work in the countryside was a godsend. I had the option of driving up from London but it would have been a huge mistake. In hindsight if that had been my final decision this story would never have happened.
Renting a room in a somewhat remote cottage turned out to be cheaper than travelling up and down every day from the city.
As I mentioned I had rented a room rather than a cottage in its entirety. I was sharing this quaint little piece of isolated paradise. There were just the two bedrooms. The other room was taken by Penny, a slim 28-year-old blonde with a slightly messy bob cut. She had a very cheerful disposition but somewhat naive or aloof, not the sort of girl whom flirting feels out of place. Every conversation had a very platonic feel. She was an artist who specialised in painting and pottery. Our evenings were spent chatting about all manner of topics. Cooking, movies, music, sports...all manner of subjects but nothing edgy or risqué.
After a few weeks Penny announced that on Friday she would be visiting her friend in Manchester. She would not be back until late Sunday evening. The thought of having this cottage all to myself for the entire weekend seemed initially full of unlimited potential until you factor the fact there is nothing much to do due its isolation.
This now sets the tone for Saturday morning.
I was woken by the beam of light from my window dancing across my eyelids. I had turned off my alarm as I had no reason to arise earlier than I had to as my weekends are mine. I checked my watch. I had just turned eleven. I must have needed that extra sleep. I always slept naked and instinctively whilst climbing from my bed moved towards the door containing my boxer shorts.
Wait! I'm alone, there's no need to cover up. There's no one to cover up for.
I made my way through the cottage to the kitchen aware of my slightly inflated cock swinging between my legs with each step. This all felt so cheeky or naughty. I caught a glimpse of myself in a full-length mirror. A life of physical work alongside decades of gym work had turned by body into an athletic, muscular physique. I had a somewhat visible six pack that tapered down to narrow hips and ending with a larger than average, noticeably thick uncircumcised dick. I definitely had a body that belied by age of forty. If I was going to find fault with my body it was the pale tone of my skin other which other than my face and arms saw very little direct sunlight.
My eyes noted the bright sunlight from the summer day and putting two and two together decided then and there than my empty cottage garden would now be my arena to gain an all over tan for the next two days.
I swung open the back door and strutted stark naked onto the grass in the cottage's back garden. It was surrounded by chest height bushes although beyond them was just empty fields. The sunlight warmed my skin whilst the breeze stimulated it. I thought of popping back in for a towel to lay on but the lush grass made me feel it would be unnecessary.
I just lay down on my back and enjoyed the feeling of freedom. I thought of sun tan lotion but realised I owned none. Oh well, hopefully I won't get burnt!
I doubt I was out there more than five or ten minutes, laying on my back stark naked when I heard "Ooh that's impressive." It took a moment to register if that had happened! I looked up towards the cottage door but there was no one there. Maybe I had drifted off? If so, it must have momentarily. I certainly didn't feel sleepy. Oh well, false alarm!
And then I heard it, the unmistakeable sounds of pots and pans clanking about in the kitchen. Was it Penny? She was supposed to be away. Was it the landlord? I don't even know who that was, I had only communicated via an agency. I now regretted not bringing a towel to lay on in the garden. I had literally nothing other than my hands to cover myself with!
I quickly jumped up and tentatively moved towards the door, my hands glued to my exposed crotch. Oddly I felt aware of my bare ass exposed to the garden, even though there was no-one there!
It was Penny stood in the kitchen, facing away from me she was filling the kettle over the sink. I felt frozen in place, unsure if I should just slink through to the bedroom or should I acknowledge that Penny was unexpectedly there and justify how I am not a pervert.
"Erm, I thought you were away" I blurted out.
"She cancelled." Penny said, smiling at me over her shoulder as if it was the most natural thing in the world.
"Oh! Sorry to hear." I didn't really know what to say and then started to head to my bedroom.
"Where are you going?"
"Erm, just to chuck something on.."
