Anna, a fit 32 year old mom, was still getting used to the feeling of being alone all the time. While her husband worked, and her kids started school, she struggled to find ways to fill her new found free time.
On one particularly warm April day, she found herself freshly showered, wrapped in a towel. She was letting her hair air dry as she walked around the house taking care of various chores.
Beads of water slowly dripped down the nape of her slim neck as she re-tied her towel around her breasts, squeezing them tightly together. She laughed at how diligently she was making sure she was covered up properly, seeing as no one was around.
She worked so hard on her body, that it was almost a shame no one was around to see what lay under her towel. She wished her husband was home, and imagined walking around nude to tease him.
A noise chimed from the garage.
"The laundry!" Anna said to herself, snapping her out of her daydream.
She scampered across the living room towards the garage door, her bare feet pattering against the hardwood floor.
Before thinking, she swung the door open, stepping out into the garage.
"Oh shit!" She whispered, not realizing her husband had left the garage door open.
She stood in shock as she stared out into her neighborhood.
It was quiet. No signs of people or cars, no wind, nothing in sight. She was still getting used to how dead the suburbs became during the day once everyone left. It felt as if she may have even been the only one still home on their entire block.
"Ah, what the hell," she thought to herself.
There's no way anyone would be around to see her, plus, it was so quiet that if someone was coming she certainly would have been able to hear them.
Snapping out of her trance, she walked over to the laundry machine, opening it, slowly transferring each piece of clothing to the dryer, taking time to make sure each item was straightened out.
"It's so damn dead around here, I doubt anyone would even notice if I was naked!" She laughed to herself as she reached up towards the dryer sheets.
As her hand met the box, she felt her towel begin to slip from her breasts.
In a panic, she grabbed the dryer sheet and quickly grabbed the towel before it fell too far, dutifully fixing the knot.
"Damn, that was close!" she laughed, tossing the sheet into the dryer, and clicking start.
Anna turned from the laundry area, returning back towards the door. As her hand met the cool, metal knob, she paused.
She was still thinking about how quiet her street was.
"You know.. I bet I really could be here naked without anyone knowing," She thought to herself as she peered back out into the neighborhood. Not a soul to be seen.
She was already a little horny, previously imagining walking around nude while she did her chores, enticing her husband.
She started imagining what it would be like, seeing her husband's face as he pulled into the driveway to find her standing there naked, bold, waiting for him.
Anna bit her lower lip, lost in fantasy.
A mischievous grin began to grow, as her hand slowly moved up towards the knot in her towel.
Her life had been so busy and serious in recent years, caught in the routine of raising kids and taking care of a house. It felt exciting to be teasing with the idea of something so risky and naughty.
"I mean.. There really isn't anyone around.." she spoke to herself, hyping herself up.
Her hand started to slowly tug on the knot. In an instant the towel freed itself, falling off of her still slightly damp body, dangling from her hand.
A wave of cool air rushed up and down every inch of her damp, toned body.
Anna gasped as goose bumps began to form all over, her nipples instantly tightening.
Still holding her breath in, she stood there, half smiling, attempting to process the feelings rushing through her. She was terrified and slightly in shock. She felt incredibly free, and the unmistakable feelings of arousal began to course through her veins.
She slowly laid the towel down on the couch they had stored in their garage. Her hands shook slightly, wearing a massive grin across her face.
"Oh my god!" Anna whispered to herself. She couldn't believe what she was doing.
She slowly started walking around the garage, pretending to be busy, as if nothing was out of the ordinary, checking items, rearranging others, all the while keeping a watchful eye on the street in front of her.
She couldn't believe how much she was enjoying herself. It had been a while since she had done anything so exciting.
Eventually she stopped pretending to be doing anything and stood naked, from head to toe, looking out, down the street. Her hands started slowly moving up and down her body. Arousal began to get the best of her as she began pinching her nipple in one hand, and tightly squeezing her ass with another.
"I'm so bad.." Anna whispered to herself.
She knew that if someone were to come by, there's no way she'd be able to explain herself.
This was a new and wild feeling for her. Even though she still stood in relative safety near the back of the garage, she'd never felt so exposed. Who knows if someone was looking out through a window at her that she couldn't see.
Suddenly she felt her feet begin to move, almost as if she was on autopilot. She loved the rush she felt from standing where she was, but started to crave more.
She clasped her hands timidly behind her back as she slowly tip-toed towards the front of the garage. The cool cement floor under her feet sent shivers up her body.
Finally she stopped, standing at the edge of the garage.
"Holy fuck.." Anna giggled to herself
She slowly peaked her head out past the threshold of the garage, looking left and right around the neighborhood. Now if someone from any direction looked towards their house, they'd surely see her.
Her hand met her pussy, as she continued to slowly scan the street.
"Fuck I'm wet!" Anna whispered to herself in disbelief.
