My first skinny dip

I love to skinny dip. And I could not forget my first. My dad had found work at another city and we had just moved to a new subdivision. The lady who lived next door was an old lady. She lived alone and was not very friendly. I remember how envious I was that she had a backyard pool and we didn't. At some point I asked my mom if we could go and ask her if she would let us use it. She was not friendly at all, and she refused. It made me both sad and also a bit angry. Anyway. A few years had passed, and I had entered adolescence. I cared about many other things, but I still envied the pool next door. One hot summer night, I was again trying to sleep in the oppressive heat. Money was tight, and dad tried to save as much electricity as possible, so that meant no AC. I had started to sleep in the nude to try to stay cool, and at some point I started leaving the window open, even though it freaked me out a bit since we had a one-story house. It was 3 am and as I tossed and turned, I thought how nice it would be to have a pool to cool off...and then it hit me. At that time of the night, I probably HAD a pool. I sat up and looked through the window at our deserted backyard. At the other side of the fence was that cold pool waiting for me. I thought about putting on a bikini, but rummaging through my drawers to find it might wake up my parents, and mom would probably find it wet in the morning. I cautiously pulled up the window, sat on the frame, and slowly lowered myself until my foot felt grass. It was a bit higher than I thought, but figured I could manage to climb back in. I waited a second, scanned my surroundings, and quietly walked on the grass towards the fence. It occurred to me that it was too high to try to vault over it. I would have to walk around the front and open the gate. I tiptoed to the front of our house, opened our gate quietly, and scanned the street. No one in sight. I felt nervous when I looked down and now could easily see my nude body, illuminated by the faint light from the front porches across the street. I quickly ran across our front lawn towards our neighbor's. Luckily, it was not locked. It felt like an eternity as I slowly slid the bar holding it in place. I could feel my heart pumping as I walked into the backyard. There was no light, save for a bit of moonlight. The pool was quiet. I walked quietly, and dipped my toe. It was cold. I sat at the edge, and quietly lowered myself into the water. I shuddered at the sudden cold. But soon it was so nice! I loved the sensation of freedom. I quietly swam for a while, and floated on my back looking at the moonlit sky. After a good while, I got out, and quietly returned, all wet. Climbing back into my bedroom was harder than I thought, I managed to sc**** my belly and thigh on the window. I got in bed, wet, and had one of the most pleasant sleeps ever.
I did this many other times up until I left for college.