A light summer rain had fallen steadily throughout the day. As she looks out her bay window, she longs to venture outside. She made her way to the back door to play in the rain.
Dressed in a white sundress and white sandals, she steps into the misty, cool rain. Tilting her head upward, the mist floats down on her face and creates a sheer shine on her tan skin. Looking to the back of her property, there is that familiar trail, taunting her, beckoning her to go for a walk.
The trail is well established, leading into the woods. Under her feet, she feels the familiar sensation of soft grass and the occasional tickle on her ankles from taller wild flowers. Stretching her arms out and feeling the branches on either side, she makes her way to the golf course at the end of the trail. Pushing aside a few bushes, she steps onto the green.
Absolutely desolate and beautiful.
She kicks off her sandals and walks on the dewy soft grass. The green is soft, smells fresh cut, and is a gorgeous shade of the darkest green you could imagine.
Deciding to take full advantage of this wonderful feeling, she lies down on the green, face up, mist tickling her face, breasts and legs. Her white dress is slowly becoming more and more translucent as the rain soaks into the fabric. Closing her eyes, she soaks in all the different feelings, sounds and smells.