A house that you just saw that has a big pool.

“We scoped out the neighborhood before we got here and found this big house with a really nice looking pool!” you tell her. “It’s got a patio and everything!”

“Oh, sounds swanky!” Abigail goaded.

“Yeah, it’s got a diving board and its own deck!”

“Who’s place is it?’ Abigail asks.

“I don’t know, but it didn’t look like anyone was home. The lights were dark and no cars were around,” you tell her.

“Well I can’t wait to see that place now!” the redhead grins eagerly.

You decide to stop a few blocks down from the target house. It’s already dark, but you still don’t want to draw suspicion to the place. As you told the girls earlier, there are no lights inside the house. You move around back. There is a fence blocking your way to the pool area.

“No problem…” Lynn surmises, waving you over to give her a boost. The athletic cheerleader, hops over the fence thanks to your support and a minute later, undoes a latch and opens the door. The rest of you file in conspiratorially.

Inside the back yard, you see the pool.

“Woah... “ Abigail says in awe. “You never said it was this big!”

You step up the wood deck and onto the pool platform. Your path is lit with garden lamps lining the route. As you approach the waters, you realize this pool easily has the capacity for a motel or public park. It is lit up from inside with small leds and the water is running to indicate that the filters are on. Unlike the public pool, this one feels like a running river with the sounds of water flowing and the organic looking design of the rock and plants surrounding the deck.

“Well? What are we waiting for?” Lynn asks, already stripping down to her two piece bikini.

“Hell yeah!” Abigail agrees, pulling off her top and shorts. Underneath she has on a one piece speedo. She explained that it’s her from her swim team. She lent Carly a similar outfit. Carly appears too shy to show it off though. The petite brunette looks around nervously until her friend asks her, “What’s the matter?”

“Where do we put our clothes?” she asks.

“Just leave them on the sun chairs over there,” Lynn points out before running up and diving into the water. She remains underwater until she surfaces midway down the length of the pool. Abigail dives in after her, surfaces several feet further.

You follow Carly to stash your clothes.

“Your friend seems like the outgoing type…” you say to open a conversation.

“Yeah… so does yours,” Carly replies, turning back to look at the other two, chasing each other in the pool, already having fun. She shyly pull her shirt over her head in front of you and then drops her shorts, revealing her one piece speedo underneath. She folds her clothes neatly and lays them on the chair. You strip down to your swim trunks as well, and lay your clothes on the seat next to hers. “Well,” she says quietly, “See you out there…”

You nod and watch her turn and scurry to the pool. You are left alone with everyone’s clothes. Now, a lesser man would take advantage of this trust to get what he wanted. Of course, you wouldn’t stoop so low, would you?