Kitty's Moonlight Surprise
Starring Susan Sullivan as Kitty Montgomery
Written by Nemesoak
Written by Nemesoak
To readers: I realize that some astute D&G fans may recall that Kitty did take the plunge in an episode (the one where she was on the boat), but that scene was so poorly done that the treading water segment was probably computer animation. Therefore, I have decided to give her a proper plunge in this story. Hope you like it.
It was about 11 pm when Kitty Montgomery returned to the mansion after a boring evening meeting at one of those rich women's clubs of which she is a member. Tonight would be more quiet than usual since her husband was out on a business trip for the week. Not that his presence would have livened things up much as most of the fun and romance left Kitty's life some time back. Kitty, who had just turned 50, was still in pretty good shape (at 5'7" and 127 pounds) and had a better figure and looks than most women her age, although she did not seem to think so herself. The only giveaways of her age were some wrinkles around the eyes. She was wearing a bright red two piece business suit with bright metal buttons and a slim skirt that went down to about an inch or so above her knees and had a small slit on one side. Finishing off the outfit were pantyhose and bright red pumps.
By about midnight, Kitty decided to have a walk around the property before going to bed. As she was walking outside, she noticed the bright moonlight from the full moon and how beautiful it looked. Eventually, she got near the pool, a large in-ground pool that one would expect wealthy people like the Montgomery family to own. The pool was kept and maintained mostly for the benefit of visitors and as a status symbol as neither Kitty nor her husband had swam in it for years - another example of the boring turn Kitty's life had taken. As she was admiring the way the moonlight was glinting off the water, she noticed a plastic grocery store bag floating in the pool. "Damn servants!" Kitty muttered, "Can't keep the pool clean..." Realizing the servants were gone for the day, Kitty decided to remove the debris herself.
She grabbed the pool net, but did not know that an extension handle needed to be inserted into it, so the net only reached about eight feet. She tried to reach the floating bag from one side of the pool, then the other, with no success. Then she decided to try to reach it from the diving board. Kitty then climbed the steps up to the board and got out on it. She then laid down on the board and started to reach for the debris with the net. It eluded her reach by mere inches. Kitty then reached out further, but the bag was only slightly closer. She then leaned further still. It would have worked, except Kitty fell off the board.
As she was falling, Kitty hoped that she would not conk her head on the pool bottom (not likely since the water was about 12 feet deep). In the last split second before hitting the water, she realized that she was still dressed in her suit from the meeting. Splash! After going down about six feet, Kitty swam to the surface. She then picked up the bag, swam to the side of the pool, and put it on the ground. As her arm was above the surface, Kitty noticed how shiny the fabric of her sleeve was and that it looked almost black in the moonlight. She then looked at herself in the pool as she was treading water. Her suit was almost black and the metal buttons looked especially good as they were glinting in the moonlight. Kitty's skirt had risen an inch or so, revealing a little more of her well-preserved legs. Then, she noticed her pumps, which evidently fell off when she hit the water, resting on the bottom of the deep end near the sunken pool net.
Kitty considered climbing out of the water and returning to the house, but she noticed how warm the water felt. Almost like bathwater. Figuring that, if the water was going to ruin her outfit, the damage was already done, and she also had to find a way to get her shoes and the net off the bottom, she decided to stay in and enjoy the the pool. As she was floating on her back and savoring the way the water felt against her and how her clothing moved around her, Kitty saw how her wet pantyhose made the parts of her legs that stuck above the surface look shiny. They looked quite good for her age - or even younger. She remembered that night just after her last birthday when she and her friends put on disguises and crashed a bar at a naval base. Her ridiculous outfit that night had a very short skirt. Her legs turned the men's heads - but not their stomachs. But seeing them glinting in the moonlight as she floated in the pool convinced her she was still attractive and that life still held some unexpected pleasures - like this surprise swim.
She was beginning to really enjoy this "clothed moonlight swim" concept. The warm water and the way it moved was quite soothing. Almost as good as those expensive massages. And much more modest . When she got a massage, all she wore was a towel while some masseuse worked on her exposed back. Here, she was getting much better relief while fully clothed, and it was much cheaper. Even if her suit was ruined, she was still saving money.
As the warm water and the moonlight were working their magic, the normally aloof Kitty noticed an odd paradox. Here she was, in the pool, in something that covered far more than any swimsuit, yet she somehow felt inexplicably sexy. She thought, since she was alone and it was late at night, that it was time for this Kitty to play and make the most of her experience. But, first, there was some underwater recovery work to do.
Kitty then took a deep breath and dove down, partly to retrieve the sunken items and partly to satisfy her curiosity about how she looked underwater. Opening her eyes, she saw that the pool looked great in the moonlight. She wished she had a mirror so she could see how her hair looked, but she could see that she looked great, her skirt having slid a few inches as she was swimming downward and exposing a little more of her lovely legs. Her top moved a little and exposed a tiny bit of her trim abdomen. But, try as she might, Kitty couldn't quite reach the bottom.
Swimming back to the surface, she got an idea. Perhaps a proper dive from the diving board would give her enough momentum to allow her to swim to the bottom. Also, she wondered what it would feel like to do a proper dive in her unorthodox "swim" suit. So, she swam to the ladder to climb out of the pool. As she was climbing out, she was surprised at how heavy her clothes became. Could they have soaked up that much water? However, she ran into a small problem. Kitty's pantyhose had made her feet a bit slippery on the underwater steps. When she was halfway up, her foot that was on a lower rung slipped off. Kitty then fell down into the pool. But her next try was successful and she exited the pool. Arriving by the diving board, Kitty then climbed up the steps to the diving board.
Kitty then walked to the edge of the board, took a breath, and dove off in a perfect dive. Once underwater, she began swimming towards the bottom. This time, she got down to where she could grab the pool net. Once she got the net, Kitty began to swim along the bottom in an attempt to pick up her shoes. However, even with the weight of her soaked suit, she was still somewhat buoyant. Kitty tried to use the net to get the shoes, but failed and slowly drifted to the surface.
At the surface, Kitty thought about the problem and concluded that she needed something to act as ballast to counteract her buoyancy. She wondered what would do the job and then it occurred to her. If she took the bag that started this matter in the first place and put some rocks in it, it would work.
Exiting the pool, Kitty got the bag and started to look for rocks. However she found none. As she was putting the pool net back in the shed, something caught her eye. It was a pair of fins. She had no idea who they belonged to or why they were there. Picking them up, Kitty saw they were in good condition and that they would likely fit her feet. Figuring these would work for her purposes, she took them and returned to the pool.
At the edge of the pool, Kitty sat down and put on the fins, which fit well over her hosiery-covered feet. Then she slid herself off the pool edge and into the water. After taking a deep breath, she submerged and began swimming towards the bottom.
Just as Kitty had hoped, the fins provided her with enough thrust to easily move underwater. She reached the bottom and grabbed one of her shoes. Then, she headed for the surface for another breath and to toss the shoe onto the grass. Taking another breath, Kitty dove again, retrieved the second shoe, and tossed it too on the grass.
While she was submerged, Kitty realized that it was almost like she was weightless and that it might be fun (and a good workout to boot) to experiment with various underwater acrobatics. After the shoes were rescued, she went under again and swam along the bottom. Then she did an underwater loop-the-loop on her way to the surface. However, she got a nose full of pool water. "Well, that cleared out my sinuses..." she thought. Another dive or so later, Kitty was able to figure out how to do her underwater acrobatics without getting her nose flooded.
On her way back down, she noticed a small object sinking towards the bottom. Catching it, Kitty discovered that it was a button from her jacket. Evidently, the thread holding the button was weakened by the chlorine and it was unable to take the strain caused by Kitty's swimming. Checking on the status of the other button, it too popped off, just as she touched it. Her now buttonless jacket then opened up to reveal a conservative opaque beige bra. The loose jacket started to slide off her shoulders and interfere with her swimming, so Kitty drew back her arms and let it slide off completely and sink to the bottom as she headed for the surface.
Back on the surface, the experience with the jacket prompted Kitty to check out her skirt for signs of damage. While the fabric seemed unharmed, the button came off in her hand. Another sewing project for tomorrow. Maybe, Kitty thought, while she was repairing the buttons, she could do some alterations and lengthen the slit on her skirt to better show off her legs. For now, she simply unzipped her skirt and swam out of it, completely revealing her legs and opaque beige briefs. The skirt slowly sank to the bottom as Kitty took a deep breath and dove down. She tried some more underwater moves, then ascended back to the surface.
As she was catching her breath on the surface, Kitty was pleasantly amazed at how good a shape she was in. True, she saw herself in the mirror every morning when she got dressed and saw herself dripping wet in the bathroom mirror every time she stepped out of the shower, but out here, she just seemed to look better and sexier for some strange reason. Perhaps it was the delightful absurdity of being in a pool while wearing an outfit not made for that. Perhaps it was a sense of rebellion against all the boredom and conventionality in her life. Whatever the reason, this was the most fun she had in years.
Kitty then spent the rest of the time swimming and floating around. Looking at her undergarments, she noticed how similar (though much less revealing) they were to the bikinis she used to wear in her youth and was amazed that her body did not look too bad in this impromptu two-piece (three-piece if you count her pantyhose). Most of her friends who were either her age or a little younger were terribly out of shape, and yet, here she was - quite fit and trim. Too bad there was no-one around to share this experience with. If her husband could see her now, he might get turned on, but more likely he would think she went bonkers. If her friends found out, they might think she was crazy. Even by the standards of the family her son married into, it might be insane.
However, there might be a way to find out how people would react. At the next outdoor party, the festivities could be held poolside and Kitty could fake an accidental fall into the pool. That way, she could see how people reacted and quickly exit the pool if necessary. But, if some people decided to jump in and join her, well that would be another thing.
Then Kitty noticed the moon was sinking towards the west. Had she been swimming this long? It would start getting light soon and a new day would dawn. She quickly dove down and retrieved her suit and shoes. Exiting the pool, she raced back to the house, rinsed out her suit in the shower to remove the chlorine, hung it carefully to dry in the hope that she might somehow be able to salvage it, changed, and went to bed. As she was drifting off to a very restful sleep, she thought it might be a good idea to get that one-piece swimsuit out of storage so she could spend some time in the pool during the day. Then, she remembered that she had several functions to attend while her husband was still on his business trip. For those functions, she would choose her outfits with the intention of socializing by day and swimming by night. Perhaps this might give her the chance to actually wear some of that fancy lingerie she had but never had any reason to wear.
But that would be another story (which anyone is free to write) for another time.
By about midnight, Kitty decided to have a walk around the property before going to bed. As she was walking outside, she noticed the bright moonlight from the full moon and how beautiful it looked. Eventually, she got near the pool, a large in-ground pool that one would expect wealthy people like the Montgomery family to own. The pool was kept and maintained mostly for the benefit of visitors and as a status symbol as neither Kitty nor her husband had swam in it for years - another example of the boring turn Kitty's life had taken. As she was admiring the way the moonlight was glinting off the water, she noticed a plastic grocery store bag floating in the pool. "Damn servants!" Kitty muttered, "Can't keep the pool clean..." Realizing the servants were gone for the day, Kitty decided to remove the debris herself.
She grabbed the pool net, but did not know that an extension handle needed to be inserted into it, so the net only reached about eight feet. She tried to reach the floating bag from one side of the pool, then the other, with no success. Then she decided to try to reach it from the diving board. Kitty then climbed the steps up to the board and got out on it. She then laid down on the board and started to reach for the debris with the net. It eluded her reach by mere inches. Kitty then reached out further, but the bag was only slightly closer. She then leaned further still. It would have worked, except Kitty fell off the board.
As she was falling, Kitty hoped that she would not conk her head on the pool bottom (not likely since the water was about 12 feet deep). In the last split second before hitting the water, she realized that she was still dressed in her suit from the meeting. Splash! After going down about six feet, Kitty swam to the surface. She then picked up the bag, swam to the side of the pool, and put it on the ground. As her arm was above the surface, Kitty noticed how shiny the fabric of her sleeve was and that it looked almost black in the moonlight. She then looked at herself in the pool as she was treading water. Her suit was almost black and the metal buttons looked especially good as they were glinting in the moonlight. Kitty's skirt had risen an inch or so, revealing a little more of her well-preserved legs. Then, she noticed her pumps, which evidently fell off when she hit the water, resting on the bottom of the deep end near the sunken pool net.
Kitty considered climbing out of the water and returning to the house, but she noticed how warm the water felt. Almost like bathwater. Figuring that, if the water was going to ruin her outfit, the damage was already done, and she also had to find a way to get her shoes and the net off the bottom, she decided to stay in and enjoy the the pool. As she was floating on her back and savoring the way the water felt against her and how her clothing moved around her, Kitty saw how her wet pantyhose made the parts of her legs that stuck above the surface look shiny. They looked quite good for her age - or even younger. She remembered that night just after her last birthday when she and her friends put on disguises and crashed a bar at a naval base. Her ridiculous outfit that night had a very short skirt. Her legs turned the men's heads - but not their stomachs. But seeing them glinting in the moonlight as she floated in the pool convinced her she was still attractive and that life still held some unexpected pleasures - like this surprise swim.
She was beginning to really enjoy this "clothed moonlight swim" concept. The warm water and the way it moved was quite soothing. Almost as good as those expensive massages. And much more modest . When she got a massage, all she wore was a towel while some masseuse worked on her exposed back. Here, she was getting much better relief while fully clothed, and it was much cheaper. Even if her suit was ruined, she was still saving money.
As the warm water and the moonlight were working their magic, the normally aloof Kitty noticed an odd paradox. Here she was, in the pool, in something that covered far more than any swimsuit, yet she somehow felt inexplicably sexy. She thought, since she was alone and it was late at night, that it was time for this Kitty to play and make the most of her experience. But, first, there was some underwater recovery work to do.
Kitty then took a deep breath and dove down, partly to retrieve the sunken items and partly to satisfy her curiosity about how she looked underwater. Opening her eyes, she saw that the pool looked great in the moonlight. She wished she had a mirror so she could see how her hair looked, but she could see that she looked great, her skirt having slid a few inches as she was swimming downward and exposing a little more of her lovely legs. Her top moved a little and exposed a tiny bit of her trim abdomen. But, try as she might, Kitty couldn't quite reach the bottom.
Swimming back to the surface, she got an idea. Perhaps a proper dive from the diving board would give her enough momentum to allow her to swim to the bottom. Also, she wondered what it would feel like to do a proper dive in her unorthodox "swim" suit. So, she swam to the ladder to climb out of the pool. As she was climbing out, she was surprised at how heavy her clothes became. Could they have soaked up that much water? However, she ran into a small problem. Kitty's pantyhose had made her feet a bit slippery on the underwater steps. When she was halfway up, her foot that was on a lower rung slipped off. Kitty then fell down into the pool. But her next try was successful and she exited the pool. Arriving by the diving board, Kitty then climbed up the steps to the diving board.
Kitty then walked to the edge of the board, took a breath, and dove off in a perfect dive. Once underwater, she began swimming towards the bottom. This time, she got down to where she could grab the pool net. Once she got the net, Kitty began to swim along the bottom in an attempt to pick up her shoes. However, even with the weight of her soaked suit, she was still somewhat buoyant. Kitty tried to use the net to get the shoes, but failed and slowly drifted to the surface.
At the surface, Kitty thought about the problem and concluded that she needed something to act as ballast to counteract her buoyancy. She wondered what would do the job and then it occurred to her. If she took the bag that started this matter in the first place and put some rocks in it, it would work.
Exiting the pool, Kitty got the bag and started to look for rocks. However she found none. As she was putting the pool net back in the shed, something caught her eye. It was a pair of fins. She had no idea who they belonged to or why they were there. Picking them up, Kitty saw they were in good condition and that they would likely fit her feet. Figuring these would work for her purposes, she took them and returned to the pool.
At the edge of the pool, Kitty sat down and put on the fins, which fit well over her hosiery-covered feet. Then she slid herself off the pool edge and into the water. After taking a deep breath, she submerged and began swimming towards the bottom.
Just as Kitty had hoped, the fins provided her with enough thrust to easily move underwater. She reached the bottom and grabbed one of her shoes. Then, she headed for the surface for another breath and to toss the shoe onto the grass. Taking another breath, Kitty dove again, retrieved the second shoe, and tossed it too on the grass.
While she was submerged, Kitty realized that it was almost like she was weightless and that it might be fun (and a good workout to boot) to experiment with various underwater acrobatics. After the shoes were rescued, she went under again and swam along the bottom. Then she did an underwater loop-the-loop on her way to the surface. However, she got a nose full of pool water. "Well, that cleared out my sinuses..." she thought. Another dive or so later, Kitty was able to figure out how to do her underwater acrobatics without getting her nose flooded.
On her way back down, she noticed a small object sinking towards the bottom. Catching it, Kitty discovered that it was a button from her jacket. Evidently, the thread holding the button was weakened by the chlorine and it was unable to take the strain caused by Kitty's swimming. Checking on the status of the other button, it too popped off, just as she touched it. Her now buttonless jacket then opened up to reveal a conservative opaque beige bra. The loose jacket started to slide off her shoulders and interfere with her swimming, so Kitty drew back her arms and let it slide off completely and sink to the bottom as she headed for the surface.
Back on the surface, the experience with the jacket prompted Kitty to check out her skirt for signs of damage. While the fabric seemed unharmed, the button came off in her hand. Another sewing project for tomorrow. Maybe, Kitty thought, while she was repairing the buttons, she could do some alterations and lengthen the slit on her skirt to better show off her legs. For now, she simply unzipped her skirt and swam out of it, completely revealing her legs and opaque beige briefs. The skirt slowly sank to the bottom as Kitty took a deep breath and dove down. She tried some more underwater moves, then ascended back to the surface.
As she was catching her breath on the surface, Kitty was pleasantly amazed at how good a shape she was in. True, she saw herself in the mirror every morning when she got dressed and saw herself dripping wet in the bathroom mirror every time she stepped out of the shower, but out here, she just seemed to look better and sexier for some strange reason. Perhaps it was the delightful absurdity of being in a pool while wearing an outfit not made for that. Perhaps it was a sense of rebellion against all the boredom and conventionality in her life. Whatever the reason, this was the most fun she had in years.
Kitty then spent the rest of the time swimming and floating around. Looking at her undergarments, she noticed how similar (though much less revealing) they were to the bikinis she used to wear in her youth and was amazed that her body did not look too bad in this impromptu two-piece (three-piece if you count her pantyhose). Most of her friends who were either her age or a little younger were terribly out of shape, and yet, here she was - quite fit and trim. Too bad there was no-one around to share this experience with. If her husband could see her now, he might get turned on, but more likely he would think she went bonkers. If her friends found out, they might think she was crazy. Even by the standards of the family her son married into, it might be insane.
However, there might be a way to find out how people would react. At the next outdoor party, the festivities could be held poolside and Kitty could fake an accidental fall into the pool. That way, she could see how people reacted and quickly exit the pool if necessary. But, if some people decided to jump in and join her, well that would be another thing.
Then Kitty noticed the moon was sinking towards the west. Had she been swimming this long? It would start getting light soon and a new day would dawn. She quickly dove down and retrieved her suit and shoes. Exiting the pool, she raced back to the house, rinsed out her suit in the shower to remove the chlorine, hung it carefully to dry in the hope that she might somehow be able to salvage it, changed, and went to bed. As she was drifting off to a very restful sleep, she thought it might be a good idea to get that one-piece swimsuit out of storage so she could spend some time in the pool during the day. Then, she remembered that she had several functions to attend while her husband was still on his business trip. For those functions, she would choose her outfits with the intention of socializing by day and swimming by night. Perhaps this might give her the chance to actually wear some of that fancy lingerie she had but never had any reason to wear.
But that would be another story (which anyone is free to write) for another time.