THE SECRET…why we hadn’t seen our boyfriends all week.

15 Dec

THE SECRET… why we hadn’t seen our boyfriends all week.

I was a little early but much to my surprise Tom was there already, waiting impatiently by the car, door open. “Come on Joy, we are picking Eddy up at Knutsford but Ray wants you to be the first to see what we have been up to all week.”
Well, that took the wind out of my sails. As did the cuddle, the kiss, not to mention the little bunch of flowers.
“Something cropped up Joy that Ray couldn’t refuse so we all waded in to help him out. I’m saying no more, Joy, as it will spoil things for him.”

He held the door open for me and as I got in the first thing I noticed was that there were no mates, just the two of us; no passengers, now that was unusual.
I just sat there, even though my towel was spread over my side of the front bench type seat. I was wondering what they could have possibly been up to that had to involve not only Tom, Dave and Rod but also Brian!

Over the last few months Brian and Anne had drifted off and were seldom involved, as a couple, in anything other than the dances and youth clubs though I still saw Anne at school as well as Guides and church. That’s how I knew that Brian must be involved in whatever it was they were up to.
As Ray lived with his parents I made no attempt to travel in my usual mode thinking that we would be seeing him there; wrong! I was woken from my thoughts by Tom admonishing my lack of action…

“Come on Joy, pay attention. Look where we are.”

We were almost out of town. Whilst I hurriedly got my kit off and stowed in the spare bag I was asking Tom what we were going to be doing.
As I was asking him I thought; that’s a silly question.
He just smiled at me, he thought it was a silly question too,and told me that I would find out soon enough as he pulled off the road into a layby.
“Here?” I asked.
“No, silly, I haven’t seen or felt you all week…”
That was pretty obvious, the bulge in his pants was so enormous I just had to let the beast out for a minute or two, or three, or four. He was soon forgiven.

He didn’t let me wank him off and after an all too short while we were on our way again leaving me eager for more.

“Here we are; this is what it’s been all about.” He had pulled up outside a couple of run down farm cottages on a remote side road a couple of miles or so out of town. It was a large loop caused by road improvements and it seemed right in the middle of nowhere, there was nothing else there apart from a dirt lane that I assumed led to the rear of the buildings; they looked really dilapidated. Tom told me to wait in the car and he went into the smaller of the two.
Shortly after Ray came bounding out. “Come on Joy, come and have a look round. This will be better than Linda’s.” He almost pulled the door off its hinges! “Come on Joy. There really is no need to put any kit on Joy. There’s no need to bother at all as no one lives next door, its empty and there really is no one around for miles, it’s almost perfect, dontcha think?”

Oh what the hell; he had almost pulled me out of the car by now anyway. “Perfect for what, Raymond?” I asked as he led me in.

What he didn’t tell me was that Rod and Garry were inside waiting for me to run in but it wasn’t them that I noticed first.

The front door opened into a hall way and when I ran in the first thing I saw was that electric racing car track (my brother had it; scalectric or something like) looping from the front room into the hall, past the stairs and into the back room, with a couple of mirrors placed, obviously so that from where ever the drivers were they could still see the whole track. I looked into the front room and that’s when I noticed Rod and Garry, big grins on their faces. I just stood there in the door way, them being there was just so unexpected; they had obviously watched me run across to the house and were for the moment no longer interested in the racing cars. Garry, patting the seat next to him on the sofa, invited me to sit next to him.
Standing by the window was Tom, also grinning, “Well, Joy, welcome to Ray’s new abode. This is what we have spent all week sorting out.”

Before I could decide what to do I could hear Ray, who was now behind me, telling me to ignore them as he wanted to show me around his new home.
There wasn’t much to a farm labourer’s cottage, two rooms and a kitchen on the ground floor with a yard and outside loo. Upstairs were three rooms, two bedrooms and a room that had been a bedroom but had at sometime been converted into what was now a dilapidated bathroom, sadly everything was in need of repair and modernising. There was also a flight of steep stairs into an attic room which they had made no attempt to clean; it was in a frightful mess. The rest of the house wasn’t much better but they had had a go at it and to them it was pristine (?). The male attempt at cleaning certainly leaves a lot to be desired.

As he was showing me around, what slowly dawned on me was my situation. I was naked, I was following him around totally naked, yet now, not that aware of it. On reflection this was my first real experience of cmnf. It was quite strange, almost surreal. In the car and at Linda’s when I was naked like this in company there was always a certain tension of sexual expectation, here there was none!

As we entered each room, Raymond was babbling on about his (or was it their)plans for the place, and, when in the down stairs rooms the lads just carried on doing whatever they were doing, ignoring my nakedness and acting as if I were fully clothed. Once I realized that, that there was no sexual expectation from me I relaxed too and very quickly forgot about my nudity.

With a fire on in the front and back room the whole place was quite cosy. Tom and I ended up in the back room chatting with Ray whilst he made a brew. Well, really we were listening whilst he explained how he had got the place and how they had all pulled together to beg borrow or steal to carpet and furnish it. He was telling me that a chap where he worked had inherited the two dwellings and after some persuasion was quite happy to let Ray live in the more habitable cottage for free (!) whilst he renovated the empty one. Sort of like an unpaid security guard as the chap could only work on it when his shifts and family commitments would allow. The only stipulation was that Ray would move out when he wanted to start on this cottage.
Then with an evil smile on his face; “Apart from that, Joy, it takes the pressure off Linda as we can all meet up here now. So on the face of it it’s one of those rare win, win situations. What do you think, all right eh?”

Like I said, it was cosy sitting there snuggled up to Tom. The only thing was that every few minutes a couple of racing cars would come whizzing through. Tom and Ray sometimes shouted a comment but for the most part just ignored them, unless one of the cars flew off the track and they shouted through from the front room for one of us to put it back on the track. I did try but was soon told not to bother.
I couldn’t ignore them, as from where I was sitting, I could see them in one of the mirrors and couldn’t tell if they were looking at me or following the cars; they did often come off the track at the same place.

By now Ray and Tom were deep in discussion about how best to make use of the opportunities that having this place presented for them.

As I was not included in this discussion I joined them in the front room. Garry moved so that I could join him on the small sofa and he showed me how to drive one of the cars. I could now see that I had been in full view and that sitting here I was now in full view of Tom and Ray, they just took no notice.
Rod and Garry were still crashing the cars at the same place. Eventually they decided that the track needed realigned at that place and left me to curl up in front of the fire.
I could hear them mumbling away about doing something or another here but I didn’t take much notice; the flames and embers of a real fire are so mesmerising I disappeared into my own thoughts.

“Joy, Joy wake up. Run a car through please so we can see if it’s all right now.”
As I was about to do as asked Tom came through and told me to never mind that as it was time to go for Eddy. I had forgotten about Eddy.

“Any one wanna come with us?” He asked.
“Na.” Was the joint reply.

Just as we were about to drive off Rod came running out. “Tom, Tom.”
We stopped and Rod dived into the back, “I’ve changed me mind, that ok?”
“You might as well get in the back too Joy, Rod can keep you warm. Don’t forget your towel.”

I snuggled up to Rod and felt for his obviously stiff cock. He just pulled me close so that he could cup my tits, just like Ray does, so that he could feel them jiggling on his palms. And that was it, they chatted as if I wasn’t there!

There was no sign of Eddy so Tom told me to put something on and we would go for a brew while we waited; he was probably there anyway.
Normally whenever we were in one of these places he liked me to flash and he (oft times we) would be scanning around looking for a target but not on this occasion. I was not quite ignored but not completely involved in his conversation with Rod. My ears pricked up at the mention of a party but Tom soon quashed my excitement of that prospect.
“No not one of my parties Joy. Just a house warmer for Ray, that’s all.”

I just switched off, and then went for a look around the shop and that’s where I bumped into Eddy, or rather, he found me.
He came bubbling up, “Joy, Joy, I’m so pleased to see you here; just you and Tom? Have you been waiting long?” Then looking around, “where is Tom, have I time for a drink?”
He looked unkempt. Not really dirty, just the, you know, the sort of been camping unkempt.
“No, Rodney is with us and we have only been here half-n-hour or so. You will find them in the cafe.”

“Oh, Joy, I am really pleased your here too.” He said as he left me to find them.

I knew exactly what he meant by that; he was hoping for a repeat performance on the journey back home.

“Now that’s an idea, Joy.” It was Tom; I was looking at those round sweet lollypops wondering whether to get some for my two youngest siblings. But, before I could even think on the meaning or implications of what he had just said, he continued…”come on Joy, time to go Eddy has decided he won’t have a brew after all. He wants to get on…”

“Oh yea!” I knew what he really meant and so did Tom.

When we got to the car Tom suggested that I might like to travel in the back too.

Rod just smiled but Eddy’s grin was ear to ear. It was obvious that I should sit in between them and getting in I noticed that my towel was draped over the back of the front seats not covering the seat I would be on. I was not to travel naked after all. Eddy would be disappointed.

I just sat back and enjoyed the confusion this caused to Eddy’s expectations as I made no move to disrobe neither did Rod make any attempt to assist me in removing any of my garments. Rod was quite content to sit there and watch my tits jiggle under my top, making no attempt to touch or reveal them. Eddy’s disappointment was so obvious it was amusing to observe the descent into what seemed like a sulk as Tom engaged his attention to talk about his (Eddy) rock climbing trip to the Lakes.

Eddy was to get a consolation prize though.

When we were about half way on our return journey Tom pulled off the road and told me that he had been thinking that as we would be going back to Rays after dropping Eddy off I had better get fully dressed as if I was going home.

“What do you mean?” I asked, a little surprised by this turn of events.

“Well, we aint sure who will be there so better safe than sorry. You had better put your stockings on as well, just in case.”

“Just in case of what Tom?”

“Just in case his parents are there, Joy.”

Oh, I had never thought of that.

The implication of what Tom had just said slowly dawned on Eddy too. In order for me to do that I had to get undressed; it wasn’t long before he and Rod were helping me…

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