After Bertie had licked my fingers she looked at me, smiling with that cheeky smile that she had which made me know that she was cooking up some plan that would involve the two of us.
"OK Pete, what do we do now?"
"What do you mean, we can go back to the village or stay here, I'm happy to go with your suggestion Bertie."
She giggled and winked at me.
"OK, I want you to walk out of the woods and along the tree line to the path. No stopping, no clothes and no excuses. OK?"
"Ok."
I blurted out my reply not really keen on the idea as I knew that the road ran almost parallel across from where we were but I was up for the challenge. I then picked up my stuff and walked out of the trees and into the open before stopping on the path. The air was still and other than the ever present sound of seagulls in the distance I didn't hear anything. Looking back I saw Bertie looking at me, she was smiling and gesturing for me to carry on. I thought to myself that I was either going to be able to get to the point where the road and path met with no issue or someone was going to see me. Despite my inner fears I started to walk. The late afternoon sun bathed me in a warmth that I liked and my balls and cock were happily swinging as I headed along the path. I wasn't really sure what Bertie's plan was. Had she even got a plan? I wasn't sure. Anyway, I kept walking until I was halfway along the path. So far, so good.
I looked around and just coming out of the wood was Bertie, she was carrying her stuff and heading after me. I could see her boobs bouncing as she walked and she looked as if she didn't have a care in the world.
Turning round I continued on, still none the wiser as to Berties plan, or lack of one! Suddenly I heard the sound of a car coming from the car park which was behind us, not directly but to our left as we were walking. I looked to my right and realised that I couldn't suddenly dart into the tree line as it had become an area of thick bramble and unless I wanted my cock and balls pulled at by thorns my only option was to either carry on or turn and face the bramble so that anyone who saw me would only see my nude rear. I turned and then looked to my right to see what Bertie was doing. Nope, she hadn't stopped but was still walking towards me. Fuck I thought, what is she doing. I tried to indicate to her to turn and look at the tree line but she either didn't understand or was deliberately ignoring me. I began to think it was the latter!
I could hear the car as it got closer and it then passed. Nothing, no shouting, no tooting of its horn nothing. Maybe, just maybe the cars occupant or occupants hadn't seen us. Unlikley I thought but once it was past I carried on walking.
Bertie had almost caught me up and I could hear her giggling like a school girl.
I turned round to find her staring at me. I found it hard to be angry with her and I reasoned to myself that what was I angry with? Her desire to carry on walking and to ignore the car? Her not seemingly having a plan? I wasn't sure that I had any right to be angry after all she'd done nothing wrong. It felt though as if she was trying to test my boundaries. To see what I would or wouldn't do. I laughed and waited for her and she then decided to mimic slow walking so that it would take longer for her to catch me up. I laughed again and she smiled and giggled.
"Did you think we were going to get caught Pete?"
"Nope, I was just conscious of someone seeing us nude and calling the cops."
She laughed again.
"There are no cops around here Pete, when was the last time you saw one here?"
To be honest I had never seen any Police cars or officers anywhere near the woods or the car park so Bertie had a point.
Once she got to me she she smiled and looked at me.
"Stop worrying, it's not like we were doing anything. We are just two nude people having a walk and how many times have you told me that walking nude is not a crime."
I nodded, she was of course right and I knew she was. We walked the last part back to the gate and the road together. I was mystified as to why she had made us walk on our own but hey, no harm had come to us.
I looked up and saw a car parked by the gate. I couldn't hear it and couldn't see anyone with it but I was now really apprehensive about what we would find when we got there. Bertie had also seen it and she grabbed my left arm as we walked on towards the gate. As I got nearer I could see that there was no one with the car. It was an old style Volvo estate with a sticker in the rear window about giving horse riders plenty of space.
The gate was still locked, though I'd never known it to be open and I checked the coast was clear before climbing over. Bertie followed me and we stood by the car looking like two children waiting for their parents to return.
"Shall we put our clothes back on Bertie or do you have another plan?"
Before I could answer I heard a cough and I looked round. The cough belonged to a middle aged lady who appeared from behind a hedge. she was pulling at her pants and staring at us both.
"Now what do we have here then? Mr and Mrs Nude?"
Her tone was sarcastic bordering on the caustic if I was brutally honest. As she approached us I had a better look at her, her dark brown hair was tied back in a pony tail and she was wearing a very floral dress that was so loose fitting I couldn't begin to describe what her body shape was like. She wore sunglasses so her eyes were hidden from view.
Bertie laughed at her calling us Mr and Mrs Nude. I wasn't sure what to think.
"Been busy in the woods have we?"
The tone was again accusatory and very unfriendly.
Neither of us answered.
"I bet you have, I mean, look your cock, looks like its been busy and your tits look like they've been sucked and played with."
"What, we may or may not have been up to is none of your business and who says we've been up to anything?"
Berties response was strong and seemed to catch Mrs Flowery Dress off guard.
"Hmm, whatever you say. Anyway, Vanessa's the name and you two are?
"Pete and Bertie."
Vanessa smiled now and seemed to be more at ease, though I wasn't sure what had caused her to suddenly change her attitude. Unless she realised that she had no reason to be off with us as we'd done nothing to her.
"Need a lift do we, into the village that is. I'm going back that way and will happily take you if you want."
I wasn't sure, good old Vanessa here had done an almost 360 on us and was now playing the good samaritan rather than the accusatory school teacher. I looked at Bertie who smiled and looked at Vanessa.
"Ok, yes, we'll take you up on your kind offer."
I was taken aback, after all we didn't know Vanessa at all and who was to say she wasn't going to take us to the nearest town and the Police.
"Get in the back then and we'll go."
Without thinking Bertie and I clambered into the back of the Volvo which had two horse blankets covering the rear seat. The car smelt like a stables and there bits of hay everywhere.
"Glad you sat in the back, I don't want you two making a mess of my car."
Vanessa then laughed and she asked us where we wanted to go. I gave her the address of the cottage I was renting and she nodded as if she knew exactly where it was.
She asked us what we'd been doing and I told her we'd just been out for a nude walk as that's what we liked to do. I saw Vanessa's face in the rear view mirror and saw her smile. She asked more questions, how long had we known each other, how often we came to the area and how long we were staying. She had a thousand and one questions and despite how she'd initially been with us we were happy to answer.
It wasn't long before Vanessa pulled up outside of the cottage. I looked round and checked that it was clear as we still had no clothes on. Vanessa caught me doing this and laughed, there's no one about you're safe to get out. Bertie and I got out and thanked Vanessa as we did. Bertie closed the cars door behind us and I fumbled in my bag for the key and quickly opened the door so that we could get inside, not knowing whether any of the neighbours had seen us.
"How strange was that?"
Bertie looked at me.
"I'm not sure Pete, she seemed OK in the end."
"Hmm, OK, if you say so."
I went upstairs and ran the shower and was quickly joined by Bertie. The shower was just big enough for us to both squeeze into so we could wash away the dried on sun tan lotion and dust.
