It was another sunny afternoon in Los Santos and Amanda had just finished a brisk session of tennis with her instructor. Michael was out doing God knows what so she had the house to herself. She decided that she needed to "relax" after all the exercise so she led her instructor up to her bedroom.
Once upstairs they both stripped off, with Amanda getting completely naked and her instructor choosing to continue wearing his socks and briefs which were leopard print for some reason. She was just about to make a move on him when she suddenly heard Michael's voice coming from downstairs.
"AMANDA"
His voice was getting closer, thinking quickly she wrapped a towel around herself and left the room closing the door behind her. Her husband was almost there.
"You better not be, not in my house."
"Fuck you Michael, go away" she squealed.
Her words having little effect Michael pushes past her and into the room. Her now very scared tennis instructor tried to plead with Michael before giving up and running for it crashing right through the glass door to the balcony and half jumping half falling over the ledge to get away. Wasting no time Michael ran downstairs with Amanda trailing behind him. As they came to the front door an unknown man (one of Michael's friends Amanda supposed) was walking in and asked what was going on.
"She fucked a prick in my bed" snapped Michael angrily.
"It wasn't like that" Amanda pleaded but her husband was not going to listen.
"Just don't kill him" she yelled as the two men drove after her instructor.
She would soon learn that was the least of her problems however as the door to their house had now closed behind her. As she went to go back inside the door wouldn't budge, she tried a few more times with no luck. She was now trapped outside in nothing but a towel.
"Great" she said sarcastically.
She would've just knocked and had her maid Eva let her in but she had sent her home for the day when her tennis instructor had arrived. Deciding to try the back doors Amanda crept round the garage to the backyard. Despite having a towel to wear and the high hedges that went around most of the house (which gave her some cover from the street) Amanda couldn't help but be embarrassed and despite the situation she also felt oddly aroused. Reaching the back doors she found that they too were locked,
"crap" she sighed.
Trying the windows yielded no better results making it clear to Amanda that she wouldn't get inside from the ground floor. By now Amanda was starting to get a more than a little nervous (and aroused).
Trying to catch her breath and think she sat by the pool dipping her feet in enjoying the feeling of the water. After a few moments the thought came to her, the glass door her tennis instructor had crashed through trying to escape from Michael, if she could climb up to the balcony she could reach the safety of her bedroom.
Knowing what she needed to do Amanda made her way to the other side of the house, from there she climbed up the trellis and onto the small roof that covered part of the driveway.
"So far so good" she thought to herself.
The next part would be more difficult however as she now had to shimmy along a thin ledge and navigate around a small balcony with yet another locked window. Determined to get inside she stepped onto the ledge, her feet were still wet from the pool earlier which made it hard to get a foothold. Thankfully she reached the small balcony safely and was able to grab the railing to steady herself.
After a few moments she worked her way around the railing and kept going. Now only a few feet from her bedroom she let go and started to shimmy again, still having trouble keeping her balance. She was almost there when her wet feet suddenly gave way and caused her to fall into the flower bed below.
Amanda was grateful she wasn't hurt but couldn't help feeling that something was wrong. When she saw herself she knew exactly what it was, her towel hadn't followed her down and was caught on the ledge. Letting out a small squeak she instinctively covered, bringing her legs into her chest and wrapping her arms around them, huddling completely naked in her garden.
Despite losing her towel she was still protected by the high hedges around her house and Amanda's initial panic soon subsided. To her surprise she found that being naked outside wasn't as bad as she thought it would be. Enjoying the feeling of the soft grass on her bare butt and the sun warming every inch of her skin she leaned back on one elbow and ran her hand gently over the grass then her body.
Although she found the feeling pleasant and even arousing she knew she couldn't stay where she was. Getting to her feet she crossed an arm over her breasts and covered her crotch with her left hand, realising that her feet weren't the only part of her body that was wet. Deciding to return to her backyard Amanda slinked over the grass savouring the sensation of the soft ground caressing her feet. She moved slower than she maybe should have but she figured it wouldn't make much difference and was keen to prolong the feeling if only for a few more seconds. The brunette unconsciously fondled her breasts and let out a soft "uh" sound.
Taking a seat on one of the sunbeds by the pool Amanda looked up at the small roof she'd climbed onto moments before and saw that the bathroom window was open. She cursed herself for not seeing it sooner but she was too preoccupied with getting to the balcony to even notice. She got up and took a couple of steps before pausing, Amanda grinned to herself as a naughty thought entered her head.
"A quick swim won't hurt, it's a hot day after all"
Amanda sauntered over to her swimming pool, swaying her hips and gently stroking her tummy with her fingertips. Dipping her toes in the water she let her imagination run wild.
"This is crazy" she thought.
Her friends, husband and even her own kids used this pool. Now here she was, naked as the day she was born, going to share the same water they did. Amanda wondered what it would be like if they were there, what would they say? would they tease her? Her mind was racing, each thought exciting her more than the last.
The water felt perfect as she moved deeper into the pool. The refreshing coolness heightened Amanda's senses even more and welcomed her in an almost loving embrace. Rising gently up her smooth legs and hugging her lower half, softly kissing all of the intimate areas that only water could reach. Eventually coming up to her breasts, the cool water stiffened her already hard nipples.
"God this feels amazing, I have to do this more often" she thought to herself.
Now at the deep end Amanda pushed her feet off the bottom and floated on her back. She now felt completely weightless, every muscle and nerve in her body was totally at ease except for the space between her legs which seemed to be pulsing with a growing hunger. Everything was perfect, the water was just the right temperature, the sun was shining but not too brightly. Amanda hadn't a care in the world at that moment, nothing but her mind and her body. Her arousal was building steadily by the second.
"I could stay like this forever" thought Amanda.
Even though she was no longer as nervous as she used to be and was loving the water she figured she shouldn't push her luck. Gliding over to the edge of the pool she stepped out, with the water dripping off her bare body as she looked back for a few seconds and made a mental note to definitely do this again.
