Thomas lay in bed comfortably spooned against his sister Tina, listening to and feeling her breathe in her sleep. He was still adrift in the afterglow of their lovemaking, thinking how lucky he was and how much he loved her. It had shocked him how after so many years of repressing his feelings for her, simply seeing her again and then hearing her confess her love for him had opened the floodgates and brought all those feelings instantly and irrevocably to the forefront of his being.
He remembered watching her grow up as he nerded his way first through high school and then college, both loving her and then lusting for her as she blossomed into a beautiful young woman,. He smiled and shook his head as he remembered stuffing those feelings down deep within himself, certain that even had there been no incest taboo between them, Tina wouldn’t want to be associated with a guy like him. He had abandoned all thoughts of being with her and thrown himself into school and work, pushing himself hard, pushing even harder after his father had died. Just a scant two years ago when the money started rolling in he had decided to ease up, get some help managing his business and his portfolio, buy a nice place in California, and relax. He fell asleep remembering how it had been.
Thomas had been lying naked in the backyard soaking up the sun when he heard the doorbell ring. He got up and padded to the front door and opened it, careful to keep the door between himself and his visitor. He poked his head around the door and saw a pretty brunette dressed in a simple white blouse and khaki shorts and sandals. He guessed that she was in her early forties. She was carrying a tray that held a couple of baking dishes covered with aluminum foil. She smiled at him.
“Hi, I’m Katy Stewart,” the woman said. “And you’re my new neighbor…” She lifted her eyebrows.
“Thomas. Pleased to meet you, Katy. Um… I’d invite you in but I’m not exactly dressed for company.”
“Not a problem, we’re pretty informal around here,” she said. She shifted the obviously heavy load she was carrying to get a better grip and it was clear that her arms were tiring. “May I come in? I’ve got the welcome wagon here.”
Thomas hesitated, then decided to just tell the truth. “Katy, I can see that you need to set that stuff down. I’m going to open the screen door and you can come on in but I have to warn you that I’m stark naked here. I was sunbathing in the backyard when I heard the bell and, well… you can look or not look, your choice. Here goes.” He unlatched the screen door and stepped across in front of her so he could swing it open wide enough for her to enter. She hesitated a moment, looking into his eyes, probably trying to decide how safe she would be and whether he was some sort of deviate. Finally she walked into the hallway and watched as he closed the screen door and then turned to face her.
She assessed the nude man standing just three feet in front of her, the slight burn in her arms from carrying the tray momentarily forgotten. He was young, tall, handsome, tanned, and incredibly fit. His arms and chest were well muscled but not overly so and his abdominal muscles were evident. “Six pack,” she thought, so often spoken of and so rarely seen. Aside from a thick shock of short brown hair on his head there appeared to be no hair anywhere else on his body. Her gaze moved lower and she amended that to include a small patch of pubic hair above his fat circumcised cock, which was visibly lengthening and widening a bit under her scrutiny. His cock and balls were hairless as well. He simply stood there as she stared at his cock and she was surprised to find herself wondering how it would feel inside her. But then again, it had been quite some time since she had been with a man. She looked back up into his eyes and smiled.
“Where’s the kitchen?” she said.
“Follow me,” he said, and led the way through the dining room and into the kitchen. He felt her eyes on his ass as he walked. He turned and took the tray from her and set it on the counter.
“There’s lasagna and asparagus and bread pudding, enough for a couple of meals. We can’t have the new bachelor neighbor starve right away.”
“Thanks,” he said. “I appreciate this.”
“Not a problem,” she said, watching him.
“How’d you know I’m a bachelor?”
“Oh, there’s been talk. It’s a small remote neighborhood and there are only a couple of houses in this part of it. We like to know who our neighbors are.”
“You’re my first neighbor to visit. Let me go put something on and then I’ll get you something to drink and give you the nickel tour.”
“That sounds good,” Katy said. “Only… don’t bother putting on clothes. I’m enjoying the tour a lot so far. Red wine would be nice.”
Thomas hesitated, then shrugged and went to the Danby and pulled out a nice pinot noir. He went through the little ritual of uncorking it, something he always enjoyed, then pulled two glasses out of a cabinet and poured wine for both of them. He handed a glass to Katy.
“Cheers,” he said, and they clinked their glasses and each took a sip. She considered the flavor.
“Nice,” she said. “Very nice. So… you like to sunbathe naked? Me too, sometimes.” She gave him another appreciative appraisal, once again lingering on his groin. “I don’t think I’d be, um, cocky enough to answer the door naked, but I’m glad you did. I’m enjoying the view a lot.” She felt very bold saying it, and was somewhat surprised to see him actually blush.
“I’m not entirely comfortable with this, Katy,” he said. “Since I bought this place I’ve really started enjoying the pool and the patio and the California sun, and since I live alone I’ve mostly been enjoying it all in the nude. But I don’t have a lot of experience being nude around other people.”
“I’m sorry,” she said. “I didn’t mean to embarrass you. Maybe I should just go.”
“No, I don’t want you to,” Thomas said. “Maybe I should just go put on some clothes.”
“No, I don’t want you to,” Katy echoed. “You have a fantastic body and it’s been a long time since I’ve seen a man naked. Please stay that way for me. I’m thoroughly enjoying this.”
Thomas shrugged, took a sip of wine, and said “Okay then, on with the tour.” He led her through the large house, pausing to let her look at each room. She admired his ass as they walked.
Thomas realized that he was actually enjoying being naked in front of this woman and that it was possible he had exhibitionistic tendencies that he had heretofore been unaware of.
“How are you going to manage this place all by yourself?” she said. “It’ll take hours and hours to clean a house this size.”
“I’m actually advertising for a live-in cook and maid,” he said. “I don’t like to clean and I really can’t cook so I figure I’ll kill two birds with one stone.”
She gasped when they reached the gym. The walls were mirrored and reflected images of state-of-the-art aerobic and weight machines, some of which she didn’t even recognize.
“Holy crap,” she said. “Now I see how you keep yourself in such good shape. You must be in here all the time.”
Thomas gave her a rueful glance. “Not so much, no,” he said. “I’ve been pretty lazy lately. I’ve been thinking of hiring a personal trainer.”
“I have the best trainer in the world,” she said. “I’ll put you in touch with her.”
“Thanks,” he said. “I’m afraid I’m starting to get a little flabby.