New In Town - Amanda

Part 1

Years ago I was leading business development for a smallish company. There was a big contract that was perfect for us, but much larger than we could manage alone. So I and some others went to 3 other local companies to recruit them for various parts of the contract and do a joint bid.

As we were kicking off the scoping and proposal process we decided to have a short retreat so we could better understand each other's companies, strengths, and people. If we won the contract we'd be working together for about 5 years. The owners of the companies involved invested in a rental house for a couple days so we could be essentially sequestered and there were 2 people from each company there, plus a 3rd from our company since we were going to be lead applicant.

On the first afternoon each company had someone do a presentation about their company, covering their history, leadership, staffing, and whatever else would be key to know. We then broke for dinner and then had some icebreaker sessions for the evening. They also broke out the alcohol.

For the second icebreaker session, we broke into small groups of 3 each. For this one, each person was asked to tell a story about themselves that was interesting or embarrassing or whatever. And it had to be non-work related. I went first and told a story about when I was in college and on the intramural swim team. The school was too small for a varsity program, so we just did events with other small schools. After a practice I was showering out the chlorine when the fire alarm went off.

The coach came through and demanded that we all leave quickly through the emergency exit. The three of us went toward our lockers but coach told us no time. We had to go now. We all looked at each other and followed instruction. We grabbed the gym towels and wrapped them around us as best we could. They were small towels, just barely enough to wrap around and cinch tight. Even so, we held onto the towels as we were ushered out of the building.

And there we were, in the side yard of the university fitness center, wearing small towels. Oh, and our shower shoes. About 50 other students and staff milled around, often giving us looks, and then a few minutes later the fire truck arrived. While the fire guys were inside, one of the facility staff went around with a clipboard and had everyone write down their names so they would know who had exited the building. She was all scowly and someone suggested she thought one of the students pulled the alarm and wanted a list of anyone who was in the building.

As you can imagine, it is hard to hold a clipboard, write on it, and hold a towel. So, obviously, as I was writing my name on the sheet, the towel gave and dropped to the ground, leaving me starkers right there in the daylight. Even worse, one of the school reporters had arrived and was taking pictures. They blurred out the naughty bits, but still ran the picture of me naked with their story in the school paper.

The other two in my icebreaker group laughed. I started to protest about it being a traumatic and embarrassing experience. But it really was funny, and since I was in the best shape of my life, the ideal time for that to happen.

Tom, the second person in our group told a story that was more bragging about how hard he worked to get his masters. It wasn't interesting or embarrassing.

But the story I'm actually here to share came from the third member of our icebreaker group, Amanda. And it is a story that I've not been able to get out of my head for decades, along with being fodder for many fantasies. I'll do my best to share her story as well and accurately as I can. It has been a long time though, so I hope you'll indulge me if some of the details are not 100% accurate. I've also changed names to protect the innocent.

Oh -- additional author note; this is a true story and I got the ok to share "Amanda's" story from her. After reading, please comment on the story and if you want to read more details. If so, I'll get approval from her to share more.

Both 25, Amanda and Steve had been married about a year when they bought their first house. It was a lot bigger and nicer than they thought they could ever get, but the price was right. The only downside they could see was that there were train tracks behind them, which was totally fine and actually interesting, since there would be no neighbors behind them. What they didn't know was that the location was right where trains were required to blow their horns in advance of a road crossing. None of their visits before buying coincided with a train going by.

A few days after moving in, and still with many unpacked boxes, their next door neighbor stopped by with a lasagna dish and a couple bottles of wine to introduce himself. Will was about 35 or so and single, his wife having either died or gone to prison, they never found out a straight story from him. Either way, she was out of the picture.

Amanda and Steve welcomed Will into their new house and showed him around a little. They found the dishes and the 3 shared the lasagna and wine and got to know each other a little. As Will went to leave to head back next door to his house, Amanda offered him his casserole dish back, which still had some lasagna. He declined and said they should finish it as leftovers since they are still getting settled. "Just bring the dish back whenever," he told her. "No rush. And finish up the wine too! Don't want to leave the evil spirits laying around."

Amanda, not being much of a drinker, had really felt the wine. Even the next morning she was still feeling a little drunk, and hungover. Steve had gotten up before her and went to work. He had also put the leftover lasagna into his lunch bin and left the casserole dish soaking in the sink.

Waiting for her coffee to be ready, Amanda cleaned up the dish so it would be ready for her to take back to Will. Her head still muddy, Amanda tried but failed to recall how the evening ended. She remembered hanging out with Steve and Will, and drinking more wine than she should. But she couldn't really recall anything after Will left. She just woke up in the morning all groggy.

With her coffee, she stepped out to the back porch to enjoy the morning and the view behind their new house. As she stood looking over the railroad tracks and the woods beyond, she heard the hot tub lid open and could just hear the water jets.

"Perfect," she thought. "He's in the back yard and I can take the dish over to him." The night before he had told Steve and Amanda to feel free to pop over if they see him in the backyard. No need to ring his doorbell. So she put down the coffee and picked up the casserole dish to head over to Will's.

Rounding the hedges, Amanda spotted Will in the hot tub. "Howdy neighbor! I brought your casserole dish back. Thanks for the excellent lasagna," she said as she approached. Will smiled brightly from the water.

"Hey Amanda! Good to see you again and great to meet you and Steve last night. I really enjoyed it. Just put the pan on the table there." Amanda did as asked and turned back to Will.

"That's a nice hot tub. Maybe we'll get one once we get settled and have some extra cash."

"Oh, it is wonderful to hop in each morning. Even better is to sit in the tub and watch the stars at night. Very relaxing. You're always welcome to pop over and use it. In fact, go ahead and hop in now!"

Amanda looked longingly at the hot tub with the jets and bubbles going. It would feel so nice to sit and relax for a bit and maybe recover from the hangover.

Seeming to read her mind, Will said, "this thing is perfect for after a night of drinking. A Russian buddy of mine says this and a sauna are perfect for sweating out the evil demons from too much vodka. Or wine. I figure Russians are experts in dealing with hangovers."

Amanda thought for a second, her mind still slowed by last night's alcohol. "I really want to join you. But I didn't bring over my swimsuit. I'm not sure where it even is yet."

"No problem there. You're not supposed to wear swimsuits in a hot tub anyway. The soaps and stuff are what causes soap scum and messes up the filters."

It took Amanda a moment to realize that meant Will was sitting there naked. And in her hungover and slightly still drunk state, her reasoning for not getting into the tub with Will had been removed.

"Just drop your stuff on the table and come on in. I won't look if you don't want. The water is perfect and relaxing."

"Um. Maybe. Are you sure? It would be nice to sweat out some of the wine demons." Amanda's mind slowly churned between needing a soak and being naked with neighbor Will.

"Absolutely! Just 10-15 minutes and you'll be good as new. Like I said, the Russians recommend sweating out the evil spirits."

Amanda looked around and because of the angle of the yards and the train tracks behind the house, nobody could see the tub.

"Um. Ok. Just close your eyes please." Will made a show of closing his eyes and even putting one hand over his eyes. Amanda looked around again and went with it. She quickly pulled of her shirt and sports bra. Then her shorts and underwear as quickly as she could so she had less chance to be seen.

She climbed the two steps and then straddled the ledge, realizing the view someone would have if they were looking. She looked up and Will still had his hand over his eyes. But stepping in, since the jets and bubbles were going, she misjudged the distance into the tub and gasped as she lost her balance, splashing into the tub awkwardly.

Before she knew it, Will had caught her and kept her from falling further and possibly hitting her head on the other side. However, that also meant Will was holding her closely, his arms protectively around her chest. Amanda thought, but wasn't sure, that she could also feel his penis against her hip.

"Oh gosh!" Amanda said. "I'm so clumsy." Will was still holding her. Once he got her righted he let her go, but clearly he had seen a lot of Amanda, and even felt much. Just great she thought. My new neighbor has already seen me naked and felt my boobs.

With both now standing in the tub, the water bubbled just above waist level.

"That's probably my fault. I should have turned off the jets so you could see the steps in the tub. Here." Will reached around Amanda to the control panel and turned off the jets. Within a moment the bubbles were gone and everything could be seen.

Will pointed at the step that Amanda had just missed when she climbed in. Of course, the way he stood meant that his erect penis was just under the water and perfectly in line with viewing the step. Her muddled mind stared at his member for several seconds.

After a pause, Will went on, "this is called a 3 person tub but there are really only 2 good spots. Everybody has a different feel for what they like best. Why don't you try the recliner first and then I'll turn the jets back on."

Amanda reluctantly looked away from Will's penis and over to the recliner seat and then slid into it. Laying on the recliner left her completely in view with the jets and bubbles off. Will leaned over and turned the jets back on.

"Ok. Sit in that spot for a few minutes and then we can trade and you can try this one. Just relax and enjoy the jets on your back and neck. If you want I can turn up or down the intensity. Just close your eyes and enjoy as the evil spirits are banished." Was no one going to acknowledge being naked? After a minute or so Amanda allowed herself to drift off a bit and enjoy the heat and jets.

After 5 minutes Will stood up and turned the jets off again. "Ok, schooch over to this seat. It is more upright but I think the jets are perfect for my lower back on this one." Amanda came back to reality and opened her eyes, realizing that within only minutes the hot tub had almost put her to sleep.

"Oh, that was nice," she said. "Which spot do you mean?" Will pointed again to the spot he had been using. Amanda slid through the water toward the next spot, only realizing after that she had brushed her arm along Will's still erect penis. She sat in the spot and Will turned the jets on again, telling her to close her eyes and relax.

Amanda immediately fell back into relaxation mode as the water swirled around her. It seemed like only seconds later that Will turned the jets off again.

"What did you think about that?" he asked.

"Mmm. That was nice. But I think I liked the recliner better."

"Yes. And the recliner is better for watching the stars at night too. Ok. Try this last one and then we'll need to get out so you don't overheat." Will pointed at the third spot. This was in the foot space of the recliner. "This one is a little tighter, but I think this is also good. And it gives the opportunity for foot rubs.

Amanda followed directions and sat the reverse way of the recliner. Will turned the jets on and then sat in the other part of the recliner. She hadn't paid attention to the foot rub part until she realized that sharing the recliner meant that his feet were against her hips and her fee were resting on his lap. She could feel his penis with her right foot.

"Close your eyes again," Will ordered and then started massaging first her left foot and then her right foot.

Amanda reveled in the heat and sensation of the foot massage. Again, after what seemed only a few seconds, Will leaned over and turned off the jets. Amanda slowly opened her eyes, just remembering her nudity along with the fact that one of her feet was against Will's stiff cock. Without thinking, she rubbed her foot up and down once and then stopped when she realized what she had done.

"Sorry, time's up. Don't want you waterlogged the first time in," Will said, remaining seated with Amanda's foot still on his cock. Finally, he extricated himself from the recliner and stood up and then climbed out of the tub.

"Here, I'll help you out this time. Use the step. You might be a bit wobbly now that the evil spirits are gone."

Amanda stood in the water and did indeed feel a bit wobbly. She leaned forward and Will grabbed her hand and then led the way, climbing the step and then over the ledge onto the stairs outside the tub. Amanda watched his naked form depart the tub and then turn to face her, giving her a close view outside the water.

Of course, she realized, her breasts were also on full display. Will held her hand as she carefully climbed out of the tub. Successful at getting out she stood blearily, fully nude and somehow comfortable. While she wasn't necessarily turned on, it pleased her a little that she had made Will hard for all of this time.

"Sorry, only brought out one towel. Here, I'll dry you off first." Amanda looked up from his penis to see him holding a small towel, only slightly bigger than a dish towel. "Arms up!" he ordered. Amanda complied and put her arms out to the sides. Will took the towel and ran it along one arm and then across her chest to the other arm. Then back to her chest where he carefully gave plenty of attention to her boobs.

Amanda realized that she might be getting turned on as her nipples poked out. Was he going to dry everything she wondered, both hoping yes and hoping no. The hangover combined hot tub relaxation made her compliant.

Done drying her breasts, he moved the small towel along her stomach and hips, and then dropped to his knees. Skipping her pussy, he started at her left foot, drying both the front and back of her leg, slowly moving up and up her leg, finally reaching her crotch and rubbing it dry. Amanda thought she felt a finger slide along her lips and moaned a little accidentally.

Will moved back down to her right foot, repeating the process of drying her leg back and front, rising slowly up to her pussy, and this time she definitely felt a finger press and run along her slit, making her moan again. She could even feel his breath on her pussy when he moved the towel and reached around to dry her ass.

All that was left to dry was her back and she figured he would have her turn around. Instead, Will stood up slowly, his hard cock sliding along the inside of her calf, then her thigh. She moaned as she felt his cock press between her legs, not inside her, but sliding along her lips as he dutifully reached around her to dry her back with the small towel.

"All dry!" Will called out. "Your turn."

Amanda opened her eyes. Will was inches away and his cock shaft still pressed against her pussy lips. He handed her the small towel.

Both wanting and not wanting to move off his cock, Amanda slowly started drying his arms and his back, reaching around him like he had done, the motion causing his shaft to run back and forth across her pussy. She felt the head several times at her opening before it slid along.

Amanda continued drying his back and then his butt, continuing the sliding motion. Finally, out of reach, she did like Will and dropped to her knees so she could dry his legs, his cock sliding out of contact of her pussy but then up her stomach and between her breasts. She had to move her head to the side when she was fully kneeling, his cock resting on her shoulder.

Amanda dried his legs as his cock bounced on her shoulder, sometimes hitting her ear.

On autopilot when she reached the top of his thighs, she backed up a bit and used one hand to grab his shaft while the other hand dried it with the towel. She kept her hand wrapped around his shaft as she returned standing so she could dry Will's chest.

"Done," she announced. She looked at Will's eyes and he looked down. She followed his eyes and noticed that her hand was still holding his cock, pulling on it slightly. "Oh! Gosh. I'm sorry," she said, removing her hand and remembering where and how she was. What a site to see, she imagined. Her standing naked on her neighbor's back deck and holding tightly onto his cock.

"Not at all. You're relaxed and that's all that matters. Purging the evil spirits. Wait here and I'll get you a refill of lasagna. I made a bunch and need to share it out."

Amanda stopped her story and looked at Tom and I, each with our mouths hanging open.

"Wow..." Tom said articulately.

"It's probably the wine tonight, and your story about the towel accident. I haven't told very many people that story. Please don't share with others. It's really embarrassing."

"Probably the best icebreaker story I've ever heard. Don't worry Amanda, we won't tell anyone, right Tom?

"What? Oh, yeah, mum's the word."

That was the end of the story for our short icebreaker session. However, with our successful partnership our group won the contract. Over the next few years I was able to get more of the story out of Amanda.

Author note: reminder that if you want to read more of the story, please let us know in the comments. Feel free to critique the writing as well as I'm always open to constructive criticism. But please focus on the story and details you would like to know for the next parts.