This story comes completely from my imagination. Any likeness to any real people, dead or alive, is completely coincidental. This is dedicated to a friend in need, who made a suggestion, and I ran with it.
I had been up most the night when the call came in about a disturbance in Hennessey Drive. I radioed back my location and that I would head for the residence. Upper class housing, more than likely some well to do kid throwing a party while his parents were away. I ran my hand over the stubble on my chin and put the cruiser in drive.
So, I pulled up to the house, but everything was black inside. I could hear what sounded like a woman's voice coming from the back of the house. A neighbor peeked out her door, probably the one that called in the disturbance in the first place, and I waved her back inside telling her everything was fine. I approached the back of the house, thinking that the place is so damn large my own house would fit into it twice over when the same woman's voice cried out loudly,
"FUCK!"
There was a crashing sound and water splashing then nothing. I drew my weapon and continue to the back of the house, moving carefully in the dark, thinking that I should probably call for backup. I decided to investigate further first, I mean the last call I had like this turned out to be some poor bloke just trying to hide Easter eggs for his kids. The guys still hadn't let me live that one down.
I turned the corner peering around the edge of the stucco and out over the vast backyard. I could see a woman lying arms over the edges of a large hot tub. Her eyes were closed, her wet nearly black hair hung from the edge of the tub as it roiled and bubbled around her waist. Her naked full breasts wobbled as her body was rocked by the moving water. A bottle of wine lay on its side dripping steadily to the cement and a plate of food and a wine glass lay in a shattered mess on the ground alongside of the steps up to the tub as I approached slowly. The steps had been dumped on their side.
"Ma'am?" I called out to her. "Are you alright?"
When I received no response I moved closer. I could smell the wine now a sharp tangy scent filling my nostrils. I searched the dark around the area looking for anything out of place or suspicious. I carefully reached out and laid a hand on the silken throat of the woman. A pulse that was quick and steady, and she was breathing. At my touch, her eyelids fluttered and then opened looking up at me. Incredible blue eyes.
"Are you alright?" I asked again scanning the yard and the area for any other signs of foul play, then holstered my pistol.
"Ummm, yeah." She murmured her creamy features turning pink with embarrassment. She slid down into the water and drew her arms up over her breasts to cover herself from my sight.
"Is anyone here with you?"
"No." she answered not looking me in the eyes.
"Are you sure you are okay? I heard you scream and you seemed to be passed out when I saw you."
I thought I saw her smirk a little and then turn even redder. The blush moved downward and colored the top of her cleavage that I could still see above the water. "I'm sure. I was umm. I mean... the tub jets, they are really powerful. I tend to pass out when I um... you know."
