Mel's Swimming Lesson.
Katie woke up with a start. She was only sleeping for short spells, but her sleep was deep and dreamy. Kevin was tucked in snugly against her, and constantly she glanced at him to remind herself that he was there. She wasn't at all used to sharing her bed just yet. There was barely room for them both. It was only a single bed. But they had enjoyed an incredible night of passion, and having Kevin so near was wonderful and well worth the disruption. She had teased Kevin and made him more excited and aroused than he could ever remember. It was her new red swimsuit that hit the mark with him. Katie changed into it as soon as they arrived home from the bar. It was the smooth feel of it, the sexy shiny clingy look of it, and above all the shape of Katie's bulging breasts that did it for Kevin. Her breasts pushed at the front of suit and ease it away into an enticing void over her cleavage. Kevin tried not to keep looking down her front, but every time he looked away Katie wriggled closer to him, he felt that sexy swimsuit brush against his bare skin and, yes, her breasts. Katie lay on top of him, lifting her head up, and goodness he could see right down between them now. Then Katie whispered to him that she wanted her breasts to be washed. She wanted to be sponged down with warm water, especially over her breasts. And she was keeping her swimsuit on. Katie led Kevin by the hand to the shower. She had a little plastic footstool which she put inside the cubicle. There was a small hand towel on a rail, halfway up the side. Katie knelt on the footstool and stretched her arms up behind her, finding that she could just reach the towel. She held onto the towel with both hands, causing each side of it to strain and pull the rail. So Katie's knelt there, slightly uncomfortable, with her body stretched upwards and her breasts pushing outwards.
"Run the shower," she urged. Kevin lifted down the showerhead, turned on the flow and let it run fast for a few moments, until the water was warm. Then he turned the control back down, so that the water came out only in a gentle spray. Kevin adjusted the nozzle, so that the spray became a solid stream. He sprayed this on the back off Katie's legs and down to her feet. The water tickled her upturned soles and Katie giggled and writhed about on her knees. She kept her grip on the towel. Kevin played the shower up the back of her legs again, this time right up to her thighs. Then he splattered it on her bum. The swimsuit turned a slightly softer red, as the wetness seeped in. Kevin gave Katie a playful little pat, and then he swished the shower again over her bum. He carried on giving her little pats while the shower soaked through her suit. He saw droplets flying off the swimsuit each time he patted her. The suit was square shaped at the back and it had a straight seam, running horizontally from side to side. Katie had removed the swimsuit's straps, so her shoulders were teasingly bare. Kevin played the shower across the middle of Katie's back, making sure that she got properly wet. He watched the water run down the suit to where it was already wet, over Katie's bum. Kevin ran his fingers over the wet costume until he was satisfied that that he'd had done a good job so far. Katie murmured quietly a few times. She loved that warm wet clingy feeling down her back.
Now for Katie's breasts. Kevin ran the shower into Katie's big soft bath sponge until it's' capacity was filled and the water poured out of it like rain. He held the showerhead to one side and put the sponge against Katie's neck, just above the top of her swimsuit and right over her cleavage. Then he squeezed the sponge hard. It was like a waterfall, splashing down the inside and over the outside of Katie's costume, instantly wetting it through. Kevin then sprinkled the shower over Katie's breasts, over the soft pink flesh that bulged out the top of her suit, down into the gap between them and over the swimsuit itself. Katie leaned her shoulders a little backwards, pushing her wet tits further up towards Tony. He saw the shape of her nipples so clearly, as the wet costume sealed itself against them. Tony brushed Katie's nipples with the back of his finger, "More, more," Katie purred, pouting at him again. Kevin soaked the sponge and firmly rubbed it over Katie's breasts, one after the other. The red swimsuit glistened. Katie's breasts seemed to swell up against it and the wet material clung to her flesh like glue. Kevin put both his arms around her, Katie let go of the towel and released her arms. They put their mouths together and kissed intensely.
Katie pulled down her wet costume so it hung around her back and her tummy. This time Kevin caressed her naked breasts, arousing her nipples as he rolled his fingers over them. Katie was becoming extremely passionate now and she couldn't wait much longer to feel Kevin inside her. She led him back go the bed and she pulled her costume right off. Kevin gazed at her lovely body. He became aware that her nakedness was stirring him inside. Kevin had never sought seeing nudity before, and it had only been when Katie started work at the pool that Kevin found himself drawn to seeing Katie in her wet clothes. Katie made it so easy for him to enjoy her wetlook, because she got wet in her clothes every time she possibly could. And Kevin really enjoyed it, especially seeing her little skirt wet and seeing the shape of her swimsuits through her attendant's t shirt. But now he found himself desiring her body, natural and uncovered. Kevin wondered if his strict upbringing, deeply religious and with no recognition of sex, had made it hard, to begin with, for him to want her naked? Was his recent fascination with Katie clothed and wet a way of avoiding actual sex? He wondered about his own background, but this new found theory hardly explained Katie's fascination with getting herself wet. Katie had often thought about getting wet in her clothes. She was aware of this desire, in the back of her mind, ever since she had been a child. But it was only now, since starting work at the pool, that she had actually put the thought into practice! And boy, she had not done this by halves!
Kevin penetrated Katie, they clung to each other as Kevin's erection gained momentum and drove on towards climax. Katie cried out with pleasure. She wanted the moment to last longer and she held Kevin's hand against her breasts as he withdrew. She was throbbing gently inside as she reached down, trying to put Kevin's hard, sticky penis back in. They fell asleep together. He woke up, excited and erect again, mid-way through the night, and this second time the sex lasted longer.
So Katie awoke finally in the morning with a warm afterglow. It was Sunday. She was off today, George was on duty during the day and Kevin was covering the session after tea. Mel had agreed to help Katie run her mini "Drench the Wench" at half past three, and George was going to teach Mel to swim when the pool closed for tea at four! Kevin offered to come in early to help Katie and Mel, and he couldn't wait to see what George's swimming lesson was going to be like! They both enjoyed a leisurely morning and late breakfast. Then Kevin helped Katie with her weekly shop.
They got ready to go into work. Katie disappeared to get changed. She came out of the bathroom a moment later wearing a summer frock. Kevin had never seen her in this before, "Wow!" He said. Katie's frock was eye-catching. It was below knee length, but also low cut at the neck line, daringly low in fact for Katie, who didn't usually wear anything too short or revealing. The front was square shaped and started perilously close to Katie's chest. The edge of her black bra, and her bra straps, peeped into view as she moved around and Katie adjusted her frock frequently to hitch up the front and slip all her straps back over together. The dress was a light pattern of various shades and looked a blueish grey from a distance. The fabric was thin and soft. "What do you think?" Katie asked flirtatiously. "Are you getting that wet?" Kevin grinned. "I will if anyone wants to throw sponges at me!" Katie laughed.
They met Mel at the pool. Mel had black leggings on, and a tight black gym top. "I've got my new swimsuit" she announced, "I've got it on underneath!" They all slipped off their shoes. Katie had brought a sign, written in felt tip pen on a large sheet of white paper, "Kids Drench the Wench!" it said. "Have a throw free, please make a donation to Open Day charities." All they needed were two plastic chairs, one in front of the back wall and the other beside the pool a few feet away. Kevin placed a bucket on it, filling it with the hose. The water was freezing cold! They put a bag with a dozen sponges down beside them. Katie brought out a metal cash tin.
It was half past three and they were ready! There were lots of people in the pool, mostly young families. A polite queue of children lined up beside them. "Which of them is going in the chair?" Katie heard one of the dads ask another. She smiled to herself as she slowly stepped across to the other seat. "It's the one in the nice dress!" she heard another dad reply. "Hey, look at this!" Katie heard someone else say, "That young girl in the dress is going to get wet!" Katie started feeling excited. She liked being the centre of attention and she was going to enjoy this!
Several mums and dads disappeared to their lockers, to get spare cash to donate. Then most of the adults stood in a circle between the chairs, to watch the fun. Most of the children joined the queue. The youngest children were at the front. Mel invited the first child to take a dripping sponge, but she was very small and was unable to reach Katie with her throw! Everyone said, "Ahh". Mel gave her another sponge from the bucket, and led her forward halfway to Katie's chair. The child threw the sponge very gently. It bounced off Katie's leg. Kevin stepped forward to pick it up, and without ceremony squeezed it firmly down Katie's back! They was a huge roar of approval! "She doesn't mind about her dress at all!" Katie heard the dad say again. The younger children all threw spongers, but they only just reached Katie or landed on the ground beside her. Katie was still quite dry, except for a damp patch down her back and little splashes all over her legs. Her luck was too good to last. Kevin turned on the hose, every few seconds, to top up the bucket. The water sloshed over the top each time a sponge was dunked in.







All the older children were at the back of the queue, they were mostly boys aged between about eight and fourteen. The older ones probably noticed Katie's pretty low top. All of them were definitely up for a challenge. The first sponge from these older kids was aimed straight at Katie's top and splashed against her chest. The dads roared their encouragement as each sponge followed the last, straight onto their target. Cash rattled onto the tin. Katie made no effort to defend herself, she kept her hands down at her sides. She felt the front of her dress and her black bra quickly becoming wet through. The water was cold! She became conscious that her dress started drooping down loosely, as the material got wetter, and she picked up the front to cover herself, between each throw. Katie laughed and smiled. The wetness was turning her dress a darker colour. The teenage boys couldn't help but notice the little bits lf her black bra which popped into view each time another sponge hit her squarely on the chest.
Then the younger children all had another go. Most of the sponges landed on Katie's lap. She let them stay there, feeling cold dribbles of water running over her thighs and soaking her knickers. Kevin came up to her and picked up all the sponges together in both hands, before squeezing them over Katie's middle. She stood up and brushed away a pool of water from her dress. Next time around the older boys hit her face mainly. Katie's front was pretty well soaked, and the darker colour of her underwear showed vaguely through her dress. "Come on, I'm not wet at all yet!" Katie shouted encouragement. Some of the dads were fascinated. They couldn't take their eyes off her.
It was ten to four now and the patrons began to make their way one by one to get changed. Katie stood up again, her dress was hanging around her legs, dripping water. Kevin turned the hose on her and Katie turned aside with a squeal. This resulted in the back of her dress getting just as wet as the front, and the sodden material drooped down, revealing a generous helping of cleavage and half an inch of glistening bra. Katie didn't bother hitching up her front anymore. Mel took a turn in the chair, but there were only three or four throwers left now and Mel survived with just a few damp patches.
Katie wrapped a towel around herself and they tidied everything away. Mel peeled off her gym wear, revealing a smart black one piece. It fitted her perfectly, snugly stretched over her gentle curves without being at all tight. George pulled off his t shirt and stood waiting in his speedos. Katie sat down on the poolside, letting the hem of her dress dangle into the water. Kevin stood beside her, looking curious. Mel and George waded in, and George told Mel to float, with her hands on a buoyancy aid. George supported her around the waist, easing her down into the water and then holding her up with his hands under her tummy. Mel did this with surprising ease, and she was soon moving across the pool, kicking her feet. She wasn't telling anyone that she could actually swim a width or two, because she was enjoying her lesson too much. She went back over to George, Hold me up again! she asked, inviting him to put one hand on her costume, just an inch below her breasts, and the other low on her tummy. Mel glided forward, deliberately brushing against George so she felt his wet trunks rubbing against her side. George's hand slipped slightly, his fingers momentarily felt the softness of her breasts before he quickly retracted them. Sorry! he muttered. Don't Worry! My fault! Mel replied, hoping that the others hadn't noticed. She kicked out again, and this time she struck out with her arms, managing half a dozen strokes before her head went under. George swam over and pulled her up, holding her glistening costume an inch from his face. Mel tried again, without the buoyancy aid, and this time she managed to swim a width with a passable stroke. Brilliant! shouted George, There you are Kevin, learn to swim in ten minutes! Kevin looked bemused, How on earth did he do that? he asked. Katie dropped her towel and slipped into the water, Well done Mel! she beamed, dipping herself in up to her shoulders. It was too cold, sitting on the side! Her dress floated loosely around her.
Kevin started to get ready for the evening session and Katie went to change into spare clothes from her locker. Mel and George headed for the showers, looking forward to warming up under the piping hot water. George turned on one shower. Mel stood for a moment under the one next to him, Just press the button on the wall! George instructed, but instead Mel stepped across to join him. She put her arms around his back and pulled herself close. George felt her wet costume slide seamlessly over his chest as her hand dropped down and stroked the back of his trunks. Thanks, George! she whispered in his ear, as she wondered if she might enjoy another sort of lesson with George quite soon.