Sunday, December 13, 2015

The cabin-CFNM

Marty and his brother were the favorites of their great uncle, who had recently passed away. They both inherited a large sum of money, and co-ownership of their uncle's home, a very nice log home they always called 'The Cabin'. Uncle Harry, as he was known, had gotten rich off of a patent he sold to an auto maker, and later in life he sold a company he had started from scratch. All in all Uncle Harry was very well off, but he and his wife were childless, and Marty and Mark were the closest thing to children they had.
Marty's older brother, Mark, already was settled into a great marriage and a nice home, so the cabin naturally went to Marty.
Marty and Mark spent many of their summer weekends playing in the large yard and swimming in the pond that was near the back of the property, they also fished with their uncle along the river that bordered Uncle Harry's land. The cabin was nestled on a little over 20 acres, that was mostly wooded, except for roughly 5 acres that Harry had cleared around the cabin.
There was also a large pole barn that contained several of Uncle Harry's 'toys', mainly four wheel quad runners, a dirt bike, and other implements for taking care of the lawn & garden their Aunt Martha always grew.
The pole barn was insulated and had an upstairs office where Uncle Harry used to work from. It also had a bathroom that included a shower stall for when Harry finished yard work he could clean up without messing up Aunt Martha's floors.
Marty took a leave of absence from his job to get settled into his new home. Although it would add to his commute to and from work, he was determined to live there year round, but for now he had enough money in his savings and with the money he inherited he really didn't need to work at all for a few years, but Marty wasn't the type to loaf around and once he was settled in and enjoyed a summer off, he would return to his job.
For now though, Marty was excited to be pulling into the driveway of his new home. There was a moment of sorrow as he thought of his aunt and uncle not being there to meet him, they had both passed within the last year. From the road all that you could see was pine trees, but after entering the driveway the trees gave way to the large lawn, that now needed some serious attention.
Marty pushed the button on the garage door opener the lawyer had given him, along with the keys to the cabin and documents at the reading of the will. He pulled into the pole barn and parked his car far enough inside to allow him to get the mower out.
All Marty brought with him was a backpack with a few personnel items and a couple changes of clothes. As Marty walked to the house he made a mental list of what he would need to do first, the lawn was the first item on his agenda, since Uncle Harry always kept it well mowed and trimmed. As he stepped into the cabin, expecting a dusty, cobweb filled environment, he was surprised to find the cabin almost spotless, and smelling fresh. Marty didn't know it, but Uncle Harry had hired a local young woman to clean the cabin weekly, even after he became ill. He had set up automatic payments that would continue throughout the summer.
The fridge was empty, but the freezer had a few items still in it. There were a few canned food items in the cupboard, but he would need to go shopping soon.
Marty went back to the barn and checked the mower, the oil looked as if it had just been changed, and the gas tank was full. He fired it up and began to mow. The grass was so tall that he had to mow slowly and had the mower deck set on its highest level, but he kept mowing, stopping only to fill up the mower and get a drink now and then.
After a couple of hours the first round of mowing was done, he hooked up the lawn rake and gathered up the clippings, then he mowed again, this time cutting the grass to the desired length.
Marty was hot and sweaty and decided to shower in the pole barn rather than go into the house. He closed the door to the pole barn then stripped down and stepped into the shower. While he was in the shower, Karen, the young woman hired to clean the cabin stopped by to take care of the cabin. She lived close enough to ride her bike, and she parked it near the front door, then used her key to let herself in. She started her routine by going upstairs and dusting and straightening the bedrooms.
Marty finished his shower and then realized he didn't have a towel, he looked at his dirty clothes and decided there no use in drying off with them, he figured the walk to the house would allow him to dry off enough. He carried his dirty clothes into the cabin and sat them on the washer, then he remembered his backpack was still in his car. He was about to go get it but figured he may as well start washing his dirty clothes first.
Karen heard the noise downstairs and suspected a break in, she knew where Harry had kept his guns and cautiously got one of his pistols and crept downstairs. As she came around the corner she met Marty as he came out of the laundry room.
Both of them were caught by surprise, and Marty cupped his hands over his privates but Karen commanded he put his hands up, Marty tried to explain, but again she ordered him to put his hands up. Marty reluctantly complied, but blushed beet red as he did so. Karen was nervous and afraid, but even so she took a glance at Marty as he exposed himself by raising his hands.
Again he tried to explain, but Karen told him to shut up as she fumbled with her phone trying to call the police. Marty begged for her to listen to him and she finally gave in and told him to go ahead, but to make it fast.
Marty began by asking her if a burglar would bother mowing the lawn before ransacking the house, or coming into the house naked. Then he told her about inheriting the cabin from his uncle and just moving in today. “Besides,” Marty added, “If that's my uncle's gun he never kept them loaded.”
Karen looked at the gun in her hand, then at the naked man standing before her, she thought about what he had told her and let the gun down a bit, but as Marty put his hands down she again ordered him to keep them up until she figured it all out.
Marty stood there embarrassed until she asked him a few questions only a family member would know. At last she was satisfied of who he was and she put the gun down and apologized. Marty again covered himself with his hands and accepted her apology, but he was still naked and his clothes were in the washer, except for the clothes in his backpack. Marty turned and headed for the pole barn, followed closely by Karen, who kept apologizing, but in reality was enjoying being around the naked young man.
Marty asked if she minded, as he was still very embarrassed, but she either didn't hear him or was ignoring him, either way he was still naked in front of her. They got to the pole barn and Marty again was in for a shock, the door had locked behind him. His backpack was locked inside his car, which was locked inside the pole barn.
His exasperated look caused Karen to laugh, and Marty, although still sore about being held at gunpoint, also saw the humor, but not enough to make him laugh like Karen was.
They walked back to the house and began searching for the keys to the pole barn. The garage door opener was also locked in the pole barn, and Marty's car keys were on the bench where Marty had set them before he showered.
At last Karen found a keyring with several keys on it, they again went to the pole barn and began trying keys until they found the right one opened the door. Marty tried to shut the door before Karen could follow, but she was too close behind him and easily slipped through the door and into the pole barn.
Karen watched as Marty got his car keys and recovered his backpack, and then he quickly dressed. When he finished dressing they went back into the house and Karen went back to cleaning as Marty made a list of what he would need to stock the house. He also labeled the keys on the keyring to the best of his knowledge.
As Karen prepared to leave she offered to take Marty out to show him around town as a way of making up for her earlier mistake. Marty agreed and they made a date for shopping and lunch the next day.

The end of part one.







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