Chapter 8: The Roofers
I had been a property broker for several years now and was doing really well at it, I owned my own flat in North London and commuted to Leeds and Glasgow every week, staying in hotels, it was a hard hectic and rewarding life, and I had decided a long time ago that I was going to retire at 40.
My brother Mike was my accountant and one day told me about this big old house in Hertfordshire that he thought would be a good investment, anyway after a lot of discussion and arguing we finally bought the place, selling my flat in London.
The house was huge, built in the late 1700's it had three floors and a basement. The house needed a lot of work done to it but once finished I would live on the top floor of the south wing which would give me 8 rooms in all and the rest would be converted to offices and a conference hall run by a management company.
As soon as a couple of my rooms were habitable, I sold my London flat and moved in. As I travelled a lot it wasn't too inconvenient, I was usually gone by the time the workmen arrived.
It was August 2003 and the weather was hot, I had taken a few weeks off work to move into my new home and enjoy some of the weather.
The reason I had insisted on having the south wing was because it had a balcony over the front entrance that got the sun most of the day and had a great view of the 130 acres of parkland and gardens
As it was so hot, I decided to do some sunbathing. The roofers were in fixing all the old lead and loose tiles so I wore a bikini, not because I am modest but so that I could wind them up every time they looked at me. The bikini was about as small as I could get
There were three of them. John was in charge, in his mid 40's he looked quite fit and had a very infectious laugh. Phil was the muscle man, about 25, he had muscles everywhere and nice tight arse, cheeky and very sure of himself he loved to flirt whenever he could. Lastly, there was James, not Jim but James, he was the youngest at 18 and just learning the roofing trade, tall and very shy, every time I looked at him he went red and looked away or found something to do.
There scaffolding went up from the ground to above the roof and I get the feeling that there ladders were deliberately set up so they had to use my balcony, but it didn't stop me from sunbathing.
As the weather was so warm they were dressed most of the time in shorts and what seemed very little else. I had got into the habit of making them a cold drink about 3am every after noon, supposedly being kind but I enjoyed the company and the chat. It had been over a week now, so the chat had gone through the casual to the innuendo getting more and more risquΓ© each time. Phil doing the leading with full support from John and loads of embarrassment from James, the drinks had gone from juice to beer, as the weather had got hotter, some they supplied and some from me. It was good fun and I loved the way they always stared at my boobs
The more we chatted the more I noticed Phil; he was brown all over 6'2" tall and a gorgeous body. Sometimes as we swapped obvious sexual banter, I would see him starting to get erect but he always seemed to find something to do at that point, usually climbing the ladder with both of us laughing.
John was more casual, a little rounded at the waist but brown all over and with the sort of eyes that would never turn away from you. He would make a sexy remark and keep looking into my eyes as if to say you love the attention, look away if I am wrong, I never looked away just smiled and made an appropriate remark.
James was slim and about 11 stone; he was the tallest at about 6'4. I teased him something terrible, brushing against him, bending down in front of him so that my bikini top swung my boobs like pendulums, or bending over so my bum looked ready for the taking. John and Phil just laughed at his embarrassment, but he was the only one of them I touched, putting my arm round his waist every time I apologised, letting it slip over his bum as I moved away, making things even worse for him than they were before.
It was the second week that they asked if they could come in on the weekend, the new tiles had arrived late and they were running behind a little, it was ok with me and they dutifully arrived at about 9am.
The temperature was already high and I was in my bikini, taking in the rays, at 11am I shouted them for a cup of coffee, they all came down and chatted about there Friday night out and how hot it was. Phil said that he could kill a pint and I said that the pub in the village done meals, they could go down there when they stopped for lunch.
"Sounds good to me." Phil said, "What you reckon John, fancy a pub lunch?"
"Yeah great idea." John said, "Why don't you join us Kim?" looking at me with those challenging eyes.
I knew he was expecting me to back out and say no "Love to." I said, thinking I will show him I do not back down. Ever.
John had a great big smile on his face and I knew he had trapped me, we both burst out laughing, Phil and James just looked at each other, not having any idea what had just happened.
" Ok." Phil said, "1 o'clock then."
Phil and James headed back up the ladder, John stepped on the first rung, looked at me and smiled,
I slapped him on his bum "Bastard." I said softly
"Now now, don't be churlish." he said and ran up the ladder laughing loudly
They must have been thirsty, or eager, because they came down before 1pm "Ready then?" John asked and started over the balcony on the ladder.
"Yes lets go, but if you don't mind I think I will use the door." I said
John smiled "Chicken!" he mocked as he following the rest of us into my living room.
"Give me a minute." I said, and went into the bedroom, I grabbed a thin wrap round skirt and went back to the lining room, wrapping the skirt round me I did it up with the single button and said "We can walk it if you don't want to drive it's only five minutes through the park."
"Great, a country walk." Phil said, "Just enough to bring out a thirst." and off we went.
Once we started through the park John and Phil walked either side of me, both had an arm around my waist, there hands fighting for the best spot, maybe it was because we were no longer just workmen and owner but friends going for a drink, The air seemed expectant, me between Phil and John with James following behind.
We must have looked a mess walking into the pub. Me with a bikini top and thin skirt and the guys with shorts and no shirts. I had been here a couple of times before with my brother so the looks didn't last too long, and as it was my local I bought pints all round, even for me, far more refreshing than a vodka mix.
Being an old pub it had one of those nooks where we could sit and chat without being looked at all the time, I somehow got between John and Phil again, not too close but close enough, the first pint went down quickly and John gave James some money to get some more.
"What was that with you two earlier on?" Phil asked
I looked at John who smiled and said, "Shall I tell him."
"You better or it will play on his mind all day." I said.
"Kim thought I didn't think she would come so she said yes to spite me, as if being here with her was being spiteful," he laughed loudly
Phil said, "Caught with one of his challenging glances eh!" and laughed
By the time James got back, we were all laughing. By the end of the third pint John and Phil each had an arm round my back, they leaned so close I could feel their breath on my neck. My skirt was open and the occasional hand had rested on my leg, I was loving the attention and it was a good laugh, James had moved his seat back a little and was looking down, quiet.
"James!" I gasped, "Are you looking up my skirt?"
Poor James, he jumped and sat up stammered, "Nnno, sorry no erm, anyone want another drink?"
Phil laughed and said, "James she has been walking round all week in a bikini, I think you have seen about everything you're going to see."
"Err you think so." James said and went for the drinks giving me an embarrassed smile
I smiled back at him as he went "Cheeky sod!" I said, "I think I will get changed into something less revealing when we get back."
After another drink I was a bit heady and said that I had had enough, John said, "Yep me too I think it's time to do some work."
We got up and as we got outside Phil and John were either side of me an arm around my waist, my thumbs tucked into the waistband of their shorts we headed for the park, this time there was no silence but lots of banter, James was in front walking backwards and chatting along with us.
"You know why he's walking backwards don't you Kim." Phil said.
"So he can see my boobs bouncing," I laughed, I laughed even louder at the look on James's face, no embarrassment now just a big boyish grin.
John moved his hand up my back to the thin string tie and said, "Shall we...."
Before he could say any more I screamed, "Nooooo" and jumped forward. His fingers were hooked under the tie and the force of my forward motion made it break, my boobs swung free, I covered them as best I could with my hands and turned round facing them.
"Bloody hell Kim, I wouldn't have done that to you." John said all embarrassed
I stood in front of them, hands cupping my breast's I shouted, "Oh so you don't like my boob's then." and dropped my hands to my waist.
The three of them were lined up, there chins dropped, there tongues fell out and they looked so funny I burst out laughing. I turned and headed back to the house laughing.
They must have been in shock I had walked a good 50 yards before John caught me up "I am really sorry Kim I didn't mean that to happen." Phil was in his usual place the other side of me while James was once again in front, only now he was grinning like a Cheshire cat watching my boobs moving while I walked
"Hey it wasn't your fault." I said, "It was me that jumped away, your faces though when I dropped my hands, I will never forget that till the day I die"
Phil said, "Well at least you don't have to worry about sunbathing topless now do you?"
James laughed and said, "Or even naked."
"James, don't you say a word" I said, looking at him sternly
"Oh Yeah what's this then?" John asked looking at James.
"Jaaames." I said