'Hi Mark, it's Chloe here. Mum and Keith are going to be away this weekend and I will be home alone. Would you like to come out and keep me company?
Call me when you get home and let me know. Bye'
Mark listened to the message on the machine when he got home from work. Who was Chloe trying to kid asking if he would like to keep her company? Was the pope catholic? Mark picked the phone up and dialled Chloe's number.
"Taylor residence, Chloe speaking." Chloe answered the phone.
"Hi Chloe, its Mark." Mark said.
"Mark?" Chloe said quizzically in reply, the smile on her face heard clearly in her voice.
"Don't pretend you don't know who I am young lady." Mark admonished her jokingly, "So you need someone to keep you company over the weekend?"
"Yes, I do. I might get afraid of the dark in this big old house by myself." Chloe said in a frightened voice.
"Let me check my calendar." Mark told her, "Hmm, looks like I am free from 5pm tomorrow until Tuesday morning."
"Perfect." Chloe said excitedly, "I drop Mum and Keith of at the airport at 1pm and need to pick them up about 10am on Tuesday. We will have the whole farm to ourselves."
"Great. I'll be out after work tomorrow. Do I need to bring anything?" Mark said.
"Bring some nice clothes. I want us to go out for dinner and maybe the club or movies a couple of nights." Chloe said.
"Sure. Can do." Mark replied.
The weekend organised, Mark and Chloe spoke for over an hour before they had to move on with their evenings. They said goodnight and hung up. Mark's cock was showing his excitement of being able to spend an entire weekend with Chloe and no one around to interrupt them.
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Friday afternoon took forever to arrive. Mark was on early shift so finished work at 3:30pm. He went home and packed an overnight bag with everything he thought he would need for the weekend and drove the 20 minutes out of town to Chloe's parent's farm. He drove in and parked his car in the empty space in the 'house shed' Keith had arranged for him, so he didn't have to walk across the yard from the machinery shed. Mark was definitely one of the family now.
He walked to the back door and after getting no response to his knock let himself in. The door was shut but not locked. Common for farmhouses in the country. He went to Chloe's room and placed his bag on the floor, then headed for the bathroom to surprise Chloe. The door was open, and he found Chloe standing in front of the mirror finishing up her makeup.
She was wearing a black crocheted cocktail dress. It had a halter neck holding two triangles of crocheted material over her pert A-cup breasts, the triangles came to just below her breasts to a band of material forming the upper portion of the dress between her breasts and waist. The gap between the triangles leaving plenty of cleavage on show. Her shoulders and upper back were bare.
The remainder of the bodice covered her stomach and lower back and came to a gathered waist band from where the skirt dropped to just above her knees. Her legs covered in black stockings, she wore a pair of 4" high heeled black sandals that caused her to push her hips, and therefore her butt, backward to retain her balance.
Being crochet there were plenty of 'holes' in the material to show skin underneath, although the pattern varied from rather open, large holes, around the stomach and leg areas to tight, small holes around her waist and breast regions for modesty. Mark knew Chloe didn't have a bra on, the dress couldn't hide it if she did, and she rarely wore one anyway. He could see glimpses of skin through 'holes' at her hip however she could easily have been wearing a small g-string, he couldn't tell.
"You look amazing!" Mark exclaimed as Chloe turned to look at him, "Going somewhere?"
"I thought we would go out to dinner tonight." Chloe told him.
"Have I got time for a quick shower?" Mark asked.
"Sure, I made a reservation for 7:30." Chloe replied.
"Great, that gives us nearly 2 hours." Mark said as he looked at his watch and started to strip. As he removed his jocks, his semi-firm cock flipped into view.
"Looks like your happy to see me." Chloe stated as she noticed his reflection in the mirror.
"You know the effect you have on me. You shouldn't be surprised." Mark said as he turned to the shower and stepped in. The shower screen was clear glass and Chloe could watch his cock bobbing up and down as he moved to wash himself. They talked about their day as Mark showered and Chloe worked on her long hair.
When Mark was finished his shower, he took a towel from the rack and dried off, then went to Chloe's bedroom to get dressed. Chloe was still trying to get her long brunette hair sorted out. She loved having hair that hung below her butt when it was straight, but it was a pain when she wanted to do something special with it.
Some 20 minutes later Chloe came into her bedroom. Mark had pulled on a pair of black slacks and a dark grey dress shirt with light grey paisley detail on the inside of the cuffs so if he rolled up his sleeves there would be a contrast colour showing.
"This will have to do." She said referring to her hair. She had used a curling wand to put ringlets in her hair so that instead of it hanging straight and sitting below her bottom it now sprang up to sit just at the small of her back, effectively making it a good 40cm shorter than the straight length of over 130cm.
"I think I need to get my hair cut. I can't do anything with it when it is this long." Chloe told Mark.
"I love your hair. It is so smooth and beautiful." Mark told her.