I only meant to water the flowers before it got dark but I couldn't resist getting a little messy. I was in my tight blue jeans, a clingy tie-dye shirt, and just my white socks no shoes all day. The hose was leaking everywhere, soaking my cuffs and making my socks squish with every step across the patio. The wetter they got, the better it felt.

Soon I slipped into the pool steps, letting the water creep up my jeans until they hugged my legs. But that wasn't nearly enough. I slid into the hot tub fully-dressed, watching my jeans turn shiny and heavy. I kept teasing myself lifting my leg out of the water again and again, showing off how ruined and dirty my white socks had become.

Then I floated on my stomach, splashing around, dipping my soaked jeans in and out of the water, feeling them cling tighter with every move. It was pure heaven hot water, wet denim, and the weight of it all pulling against me.

By the end, I was dripping everywhere, sprawled out on the patio in my drenched jeans and socks, completely satisfied with how far I took it."

Wet Orchid.