It was an early spring morning. The sun was shining, not a cloud in the sky. You could look out the window and see the grass and the car was wet from the early morning dew. It was probably around 17Β°C.
I was in the kitchen puttering around making breakfast. Right on cue at 7:30 I hear the screen door open and it was my new neighbour Carol. The first time Carol and I met, her furnace went out in late March and I got it going, we've been close friends ever since. We have the only two houses on this stretch of road and are surrounded by about 200 acres of empty corn fields. Carol comes over almost every morning and I look forward to her company. To me, a day without her is well...empty.
Carol is a tiny little package of dynamite; she is a slim and attractive middle age lady. She has shoulder-length straight dark brown hair down to her shoulders but usually wears it up with a small ponytail. If she thinks you're about to do something stupid or get hurt, you'll see her fiery temper appear. She uses her temper to draw you back in line. Her heart's in the right place and I love her for that.
She was sitting at the table, I asked her if she wanted a coffee or some breakfast.
"I'd like a coffee please Brian, thanks' Carol looking down dragging her finger on the table.
"Hmm, something wrong Carol you look a little down today."
Carol shrugged "I dunno, Brian, why did you never marry or live with someone?" she wondered.
I sat down "I guess no one ever took the time to get to know me or want me. Let's face it I'm not tall, dark and handsome nor do I have Bill Gates bank account."
"Oh Brian, that's just it. I'm trying to get to know you. True, you're not tall, dark or rich but I think you're handsome, cute even." Carol admitted "I've been trying to get close to you since that day you fixed my furnace."
I took Carol's hand "Well, I love it when you come over everyday, you're funny, you get yourself in all kinds of messes and I think you have a great capacity to love. Hell, I thought about us getting closer, but I've been too shy to ask."
Carol lit up like a ballpark "Really!!"
"Yes, Really!" I smiled back. Carol's eyes twinkled as I put her coffee down.
"So, Carol, are you working today? Would you like to go to the lake with me, fishing or a picnic?"
Carol jumped up and down clapping her hands like she had won some sort of jackpot on a slot machine. " Yes...No, I mean no, I'm off shift for the next week!"
"Well, I suppose we could go together to my friend's cottage for a few days or so if you'd like. It would do us both good to get away. You get away from the hospital. and me, I get away from the airport, what do you say?"
Carol jumps in "Yes, I'll go home right now and get packed. When do we leave?"
"A couple hours?" I said with hands open.
"Ok!!" Carol all excited jumped up ran out the door. I just sat back and laughed at her thinking that I can't wait to see her on Christmas morning.
A few hours later Carol texted me she was ready and for me to go over and get her stuff. I jumped in the truck backed up to her house. Surprisingly, I thought she'd have a lot more stuff. But I'm happy with it and loaded it in.
Carol was wearing her sunglasses on her head and had on a long sleeve V-neck sweater with different shades of brown and turquoise horizontal stripes. A pair of black pants and running shoes. She threw her light jacket in the cab then came back and threw a couple boxes in the truck. I closed the tailgate and Carol reached over and gave me a prolonged kiss and a smile.
"You expect me to drive after that?" I joked
"Yep, don't hit Bambi driving up there." She laughed.
Once we got out on the open road we started talking.
"How did your daughter feel about us coming up here?" I mused.
"She was envious, she has to work straight through until next Sunday and wishes she could spend a day up there with us." Carol spoke confidently. "She was thrilled about the two of us going together."
"Hey, do you notice anything different about me today?" Carol smiled pointing at herself.
I took a quick look "No!" I shook my head and looked at her puzzled.
"Look lower" she hinted.
"A new necklace?"
"No, silly. Lower!" she pointed.
While driving and looking at her "I don't know, what!"
"NO BRA" she smiled while raising her sweater showing me her small melon size tits.
"Ow...nice Carol, they're nice! I wish I could stop and play with them."
"This is the first time in years since I walked out without one." Carol proudly admits.
"What prompted this?"
"You!!" she exclaimed with a big grin.
"ME?? How, Why??" I replied confused.
"I told you I wanted to get to know you this morning, now, we're driving two or three hours up north and sleeping together in a romantic cottage. I'm letting you know the real me. I hate wearing bras or underwear." Carol explained.
"Oh, Ok...I'm sorry I'm a little slow. I don't have a problem with it. You can run around naked for all I care. But you better watch out something might poke your hole." I pointed to my pecker.
"Ha Ha I'll remember that. As long as it's yours I don't care. Just for the record, no panties either." Carol unzips her jeans and pulls out a hand full of pubic hair."
"Boy, I think I'm going to have a hard time keeping up to you."
"Honey, you don't know what you got yourself into!!" she reaches over and touches my arm.