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Chapter 3
by Sage of Ice
How does Ella pursue this thought?
It takes another accident to push her further
Early the next week, Ella's mother reminded her of some chores she had to do. The past couple years Ella had held a job to save money for college, but Ella's mother had allowed her to take her last summer before college off on the condition she helped out around the house. The didn't have a big yard so there was never too much to do, except tending to the garden.
Ella's mother had a fair sized garden full of flowers and due to the dry summer heat so far, it was going to need a good watering soon. Ella woke up late in the morning, after her parents left for work already, and looked out the window. The sun was just above the hedge that ran along her back yard. Ella looked around and thought about what she was going to wear.
"Normally I'd wear my swimsuit," Ella thought to herself, "but that is still at Amy's somewhere..." He continued to think about it. She had another swimsuit, but it was a few years old and was a one-piece swimsuit so it was very tight and showed way too much of her curves, "I'd rather water the garden naked..." she thought of the idea of wearing the old suit. At this thought, her body twitched and a slight warmth grew in her, but she tried to ignore it. Ella had the bad habit of getting herself drenched whenever she used the hose, the handle was old and sometimes popped off unexpectedly. Ella's mother somehow kept this from happening but Ella couldn't quite figure out how. Normally, Ella wouldn't care and would even enjoy the refreshingly cold water on a day like this but without a swimsuit, it would mean getting normal clothes wet, which was much less fun.
After a few moments of thinking on it, Ella decides on a tank top and an older skirt. She decided to go without her bra today but wasn't quite up for going without panties outside by choice yet. Once dressed, Ella grabbed a towel to help dry off whenever the hose inevitably soaks her and headed towards the backdoor. Just before heading outside, she saw a note taped to the door.
"Almost forgot, The Hawthornes asked us to look after their place while they are gone, please take care of that as well," and next to it on the hook was a spare set of keys to the neighbor's house. Mr. and Mrs. Hawthorne are an older couple that lived next door. Their children were already fully grown and moved out. They had gone on vacation and would be gone for a couple of weeks.
Ella grabbed the keys, stepped into her flip-flops, and opened the door and stepped outside. The sun was still low in the sky but the air was already warming up. Ella put her towel and the keys down next to the back door and got to work. Ella quickly found the hose and rolled it out before turning it on. The first half of the watering went just fine, but then it happened. The hose popped free from the handle and the pressure caused it to fly backward as it sprayed all over. Ella ducked and tried to cover herself but not before it drenched her shirt. After a few seconds, she pinned the hose down and reattached it to the spray handle.
Ella looked down at herself and began regretting her choice of shirt. Her thin white tank top was soaked and clinging to her skin, showing off every curve of her skin and her nipples were clearly visible through the wet fabric. Somehow her skirt was still dry, although as she looked at herself and realized how much people would see if they looked at her, she could swear she felt water collecting beneath the dry skirt.
Ella instinctively looked around her backyard. away from her house was a tall hedge that completely blocked the view of her yard. Behind that, Ella knew there was a small stream, only about knee deep most of the time, but wide enough that sometimes kids would play around in it on a hot day. To the one side was the Hawthorne's house, which Ella knew was empty for the next week at least. Lastly, on the other side, was a small grove of trees separated by a chainlink fence which was overgrown with vines and beyond that a rather sizable patch of thorns that refused to die no matter what the neighborhood tried. Ella was fairly sure that she was safe from prying eyes with these barriers around her.
What does Ella decide to do?
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Exhibitionist Life
From the first taste to finally embracing it
Sometimes it starts as an accident and other times its a deliberate action to satisfy a curiosity, but all exhibitionists have to start somewhere.
Updated on Nov 4, 2024
by Sage of Ice
Created on May 25, 2019
by Sage of Ice
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