My best friend got a job in the city which was not an easy transition for a farm boy. Shortly after he met this amazing woman and got married. The following spring he had to get out of the city but she being a city girl was scared silly to live in a rural area, but was willing to try.
So not far from the city and a close commute for both of them to work they found a small old 2 bedroom full basement house on the corner of a farm. The house was located on a quiet back road with no neighbours close by. That part kind of freaked his wife out, and she had always had neighbours 10 feet away growing up So was never alone much, but gradually she got to love it.
The house was set back from the road a bit and they had no neighbour close by, it was very private. Behind them was a private 9 hole golf course his farmer neighbour down the road built as a hobby. He only allowed a select few to use it on Saturdays and Sundays the rest of the time no one was ever there. He got to know the owner of the golf course soon after moving in and got along well with him. On the odd weekend when his wife was away he would hang out at his farmer friends place. Once it was discovered he was a farm kid and could do about anything he was welcome there anytime to help out with some field work or repairs from time to time. This friendship also allowed him to play golf anytime he wanted.......win, win!
When I helped them move in I got to know his wife a lot better, what a sweetie. Before that we only had quick cordial visits but they were superficial. It seemed to always just be just a quick visit on my way to somewhere else so I never got much of a visit; life is just too busy sometimes!
I got a phone call in late June; he was in a bit of a panic. A bad storm had just gone thru and blew a lot of the shingles off the house and roofing companies wanted more than he could afford to fix it. It was only a couple of months after buying it and between getting the mortgage setup, all the fees and starting to get the house ready for their new arrival, he was tapped out for extra funds, bad timing. He was wondering if I could help out!
He was hoping I could come down on the weekend and help him patch the roof to make do for a few months until he could catch up on his cash flow. That was a Sunday night. I said I was caught up here and I would come. I decided to go the next day and maybe start since they were talking rain again that weekend. He was at work all day everyday but would try to get away early if he could to make sure we could finish it by the weekend.
It is a six hour drive for me to their place so I left early and arrived at their place around 1PM, much earlier than planned. It was a very hot day and my truck didn't have air so I was shirtless and in cut offs for the drive. When I got close to their house I put my shirt back on because I still did not know his wife very well.
My fear of offending her vaporised as soon as I arrived. She was lying on a lounger under a tree trying to stay cool. Under doctor's orders I soon found out, no work for two weeks. I think she must have been sleeping because she never moved until she heard the truck door close. She got up and said you are early, I wasn't expecting you until late today. She said you caught me sort of a mess. All sweaty and not really properly dressed for the public, she was right about that.
I said sweat doesn't bother me and we hugged. She was wearing a red button down tank top singlet sort of thing, the type that has snaps at the crotch. No bra, no panties visible. Her nipples and big landing strip and her baby bump were quite evident. It was unbuttoned probably lower than she would have liked for me to see but I think she forgot that. She offered me a drink and went into the house to get it. As she walked away I admired her bum as I had before, but this time what she wearing was riding up a bit like Brazilian cut panties which enhanced her sway as she walked, spectacular I thought.
When she returned I checked her more out as she walked towards me. In the bright sunlight the material was more see thru, I could easily see the size and shape of her areolas and nipples. Also it made her landing strip very easy to see. I was pretty sure but not completely that she had shaved lips. She was showing a fantastic camel toe. She may have forgotten what she was wearing but I assumed she knew exactly what I could see. In my experience most females are very aware of that stuff! If she was she didn't seem to care.
We had the best chat ever, just the 2 of us so it forced us to actually connect. I asked her how she liked living out here. I had forgotten she was a very honest and open person and could be a bit blunt. She told me she absolutely hated it, at first. You actually had to plan trips to town not just go out the door and you are there. She couldn't get used to the quiet, no people yelling and virtually no traffic. But she said after the first week she started to get used to and now loves it.
I asked her what her favorite thing was that she liked now. She said the privacy. No one bothers us or just shows up. In the city she said people were always coming and going or at their door. She never wore swimwear to sun in because someone was always watching or she could hear cat calls and whistles and crap. She looked at me with this little smile when I asked and now? She was really watching me as she answered to see my reaction. She said now pretty much lay out only in a bra and panties, sometimes topless. I laughed and said well now you are one of us; my sisters did the same around home. She said they did? What did your parents say? Told her I don't think they ever knew, they never did it at the house when our parents were home. Otherwise it was usually behind the barn where they wouldn't get caught. She asked if I saw them, I said yeah all the time I would join them sometimes. She asked when they were topless? I said yeah.