Hi fellow wet lookers, it's early spring here. Its still cold in the nights & mornings but it becomes milder in the middle of the day. I had to attend a meeting at work and was dressed nicely today. The morning was cold so I dressed in my best olive coloured corduroy trousers and my long sleeved button up checked winter dress shirt with the double pockets that have button down flaps over them and is equipped with a button up Oxford collar. Because the morning was cold I was wearing a singlet vest and a long sleeved turtle neck skivvy underneath this shirt. I was wearing a heavy woollen sweater on top of all of this & a baseball cap too. I was also wearing thick winter socks & a pair of brown leather elastic sided dress boots. The meeting was scheduled for mid morning so I didn't have to hurry too much. I could actually do a little bit of house and light yard cleaning work which was quite helpful. I finished the house work & went outside to my yard. We had just endured a cold snap which had felt like a return to winter it was a windy night and I noticed that a branch had fallen and part of it was resting in the swimming pool I knew I would have to remove it but hadn't really planned on having a swim on this cold minus one degree Celsius frosty morning. I tried to cut the branch off with the saw but it was heavy and more of it rolled into the swimming pool. I tried to drag it from the end but it was difficult and I realized that it might damage the liner in the swimming pool if I left it. I would have to get into the swimming pool and remove it even though the water was very cold. I hadn't really planned on a morning swim but it needed to be removed. I would need to change into my Speedo bathing briefs & enter the water. I felt a a bit of an erotic feeling come over me because my Speedo bathing briefs always make me feel sexy. It would be a pain in the arse however to have to remove all my winter clothing & then have to put everything back on. "Oh well" I thought I'd better get on with it. I noticed at this point that the thought of an unexpected morning swim was quite a turn on. The the trouble was that a crazy thought was also taking place in my mind. What if I just jumped straight in that pool right now without removing any of my clothing. I could just go straight in & enter the water fully clothed dressed as I am right now. I could even leave my boots on. The trouble was would I have enough time to get my clothes wet? Would I run late for my meeting? I'd better not do it. Maybe I should just get changed into my speedo bathing briefs. It was a crazy idea anyhow but l couldnt stop looking at my trousers. My manhood was starting to bulge within them. The other thing that's so exciting about heavy winter corduroy trousers is the way the make that zipping swishing sound when you walk rubbing your legs together. Fuck it... I'm going in. As if if in a trance I move toward the swimming pool edge then a little bit of common sense took over. I decided my heavy woolen sweater would take far too long to dry out. Regrettably I removed it and hung it it on the fence I sat down on the edge of the pool and put my booted feet into the water & felt them slowly fill with water. It was cold but I was going in. I would enter the water fully clothed. I slipped down into the cold water it was a shock but not as bad as I thought it would be. Once I adjusted to the cold I moved over and with a great effort I removed the tree branch. Now I could enjoy my swim. At the last minute I decided to take a few photographs. They are a bit ordinary due to the light conditions but hopefully you can enjoy them. I swam a few laps and inflated my shirt. I love the look of it puffed up when it's wet. After I had completed my swim and took the photographs I decided to have a hot shower. I pleasured myself thoroughly then I turned off the water, tipped the water out of my boots & wrapped some towels around myself while still fully clothed. I grabbed my things and just went to work wearing the same clothes still wet. I had an hour long bus and train ride with people staring at me strangely but I enjoyed that a lot. Eventually I stopped dripping enough that I could probably get away with attending the meeting although my clothes were still very damp. Someone in the meeting commented that my clothes looked wet so I made up an excuse that I had been splashed by a car driving through a puddle on the way to work. They seemed to swallow that one but I didn't really care anyway. It was such a turn on being at work in my best clothes knowing that I'd been swimming in them not that long before. I was cold all morning but It was a nice way to start the day. Eventually the afternoon became quite mild and the clothes were almost dry by lunchtime. I returned home and dived into the pool once more without removing anything. It was a bit warmer by the afternoon and although still cold my swim was enjoyable. Sometimes the unexpected swims are the best. Here's a few pictures for you have fun with. I'll finish editing the post later.
Cheers, Winter Woolly Wetboy.