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My wife, Viv, and I were lucky enough to inherit a small country house from an uncle of mine to whom I was his only living relative. I knew nothing of the property so I when I went down to Eastbourne (the nearest big town) to sort out the paperwork I took some time to check it out. It was a quaint little country cottage with secluded garden that overlooked the south downs and a short walk from the local village and its amenities. The solicitor told me it was let out by my uncle to mountain bikers and walkers as there were many good treks around the property. I saw the paperwork and realising how much money it made decided to keep it on with the current letting agent. All I would need to do is clean it at the beginning and end of each season.
Inside it was very simple and well looked after with two good sized bedrooms and a bathroom upstairs, open-plan kitchen and lounge downstairs which had big French windows taking you to the little garden. The garden was again simple with lawned area, patio, small covered area and adjacent to that a shed in which I found five mountain bikes. The small covered area had two showerheads which had signs explaining how they should be used to clear mud or dust off cyclists before going into the house.
I got home and told my wife all about it and suggested we go for a week before the first letting to do some cycling for ourselves and get it ready for the summer. Viv was all for it and keen to see our 'second' home for herself. She also suggested we invite another couple along to make it more fun and to help with the chores. Despite the offer of a free holiday, we struggled to find anybody that could get time off to come until Viv suggested a friend she went to the gym with, Nadine, and her boyfriend. I didn't know either of them but Viv assured me we would get on well as John (the boyfriend) was into photography like myself.
Two weeks later we waited on John and Nadine to collect us. We were to all travel down in their Range Rover to save petrol etc. I was keen to meet them and hoped that we would get on. Nadine was an athletic 5ft 7, the same as Viv, but unlike Viv who has 36DD's and curvy body she was leaner and probably a 32B or so with muscular legs. Her best feature though was her soft features and perfect olive skin which (my wife informed me) came from an Indian grandmother as did her name. John was a bit younger than the rest of us (we are all in our early thirties). He's 6ft 5 with a big frame, 'number 2' haircut and I wasn't surprised to hear that he was a Marine before he started his own security company. We all hit it off and Nadine told us how she was cycling (on a machine) next to Viv in the gym they use when Viv offered them the chance to come along. Despite keeping himself fit John said it had been years since he was on a bike but was looking forward to getting some time away from the stresses of his work. It was late Friday evening when we arrived and after some getting settled and un-packing we all went to bed.
I woke about 3 am desperate for a pee and headed off to the toilet trying to be as quiet as possible. My eyes strained as I came into the lit corridor but I suddenly became aware of my surroundings to see Nadine in the bathroom doorway looking at me. She was wearing a white silk night shirt that showed her mid-rift and matching shorts. They allowed the dark of her nipples and bush to just be visible in the bright light. I suddenly looked up expecting to be sneered at for eyeing her up but I don't think she'd noticed as she was looking right at my crotch. I looked down to see I must have woken with a massive erection and it was tenting my boxers very noticeably. She noticed I must have caught her but she just smiled and mouthed 'night, night' before heading to their room. I watched her tight arse in the silk shorts as she disappeared and then went for my pee (after allowing for my boner to go down, not easy with Nadine's body in my mind).
The next morning we all met in the kitchen in our cycling gear. Nadine made no mention of last night to my relief and she just gave me a telling grin when she thought no-one else was looking. All four of us had on the proper gear with lycra shorts and biking gloves on etc. Both Nadine and Viv looked great as it showed off their legs nicely but the loudest talk was aimed at Myself. Whilst John's tight shorts incorporated padding and 'comfort zones' which softened the lines mine were more basic and left what Nadine said as, 'Leaving little to her imagination'. I looked down to see that the outline of my 6 inch dick was clearly visible as it pointed to one side. My balls were also quite noticeable crammed into the tight confines of the black cycling shorts that Viv had chosen for me. As we ate our toast there were only two stools in the kitchen so John and I stood against the counter. I noticed Nadine stealing glances of my bulge on more than one occasion which led my cock to swell a little. I had to concentrate hard (no pun intended) not to get a full on erection. Viv noticed my slightly engorged state and gave me a telling smile. She also commented on how she thought John should have worn the same shorts as me so as to allow her an idea of what his package looked like. For an ex Marine with 'don't mess with me' look about him he certainly did blush.
Once we were finished up we got the bikes out and set off up the cycle trail. About 3 hours later we got to a fork in the track that led back to the cottage. Our map showed that both routes would get us back but one was longer and included a harder section. The girls said they would take the quicker route and make a start on dinner if we wanted to take the harder one. John and I were both up for something a little more interesting so headed of down into the valley. The run was much bumpier and involved cutting across several streams which we both took at a good speed getting us covered from head to foot in mud. John was a bit behind me and was getting dirtier as he caught my spray. Then, as I rounded a corner at speed the track had a very sharp turn which I tried to make but skidded and came off the bike. Luckily I landed on a muddy bank that had created a puddle which softened my fall. I got up and John asked if I was ok before laughing at me saying I looked like I'd been mud wrestling as I was absolutely covered. In fact, he was laughing so much he lost his balance and came crashing down into the mud next to me. Once we had both gotten back up we headed off down the track to come out of the woods and see the cottage only a few hundred yards away.
We pulled up outside the back of the cottage and put the hose to our bikes to clean them down before we put them back in the shed. Having done that we headed to go indoors only to be stopped by Viv who looked at us aghast not believing how muddy we were.
'Your not coming in like that lads', she said gesturing to Nadine to come see what we looked like.
'You can use the outside showers to wash up and don't even think of coming in without our permission.' Viv spoke sternly to us as we headed to the shower area.
We turned the showers on and waited for them to heat up a little before going under. I had just started to rinse off my feet when I looked round to see both the girls stood about a foot away with an empty laundry basket.
'OK lads get 'em off!' Nadine said.