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Fancy Dress at the Pool
Story by MrWetShirtx
Posted 1/13/17     925 views
Fancy Dress Day at the Pool.

Winter passed by, and both couples, to begin with, became firmly established in their relationships. Tony had a couple of temporary jobs after Christmas, working in a warehouse and doing deliveries. There were long hours which were poorly paid and the work was exhausting. Tony could not wait until the summer season started again at the pool. His relationship with Fiona was the mainstay of his life, and they enjoyed wet sessions together at home every week. They both really looked forward to the summer, when they could get wet outside again! Jenny and Mike split up before Christmas, but continued seeing each other and remained good friends. They rekindled their romance a couple of times later, but Mike was not sure it was the right thing for him. He fantasised constantly about Jenny in her t-shirt and red bikini, but he was too shy to ask her to wear anything like this for him, or for her to get wet for him again.

The pool was due to open on the first Sunday in May. There were only a couple of full-time staff employed at this time of year because until the end of June the pool was only open for three days a week. But Tony was glad to get back into his proper job. He had also been promoted, into the role of deputy manager! The manager worked in the corporation leisure department and had a range of responsibilities as well as for the pool. So it was Tony who was really in charge of day to day management and running. He was delighted about this, especially as he had a pay rise too. The manager told him that there was concern about low user numbers, and asked Tony to think about any ideas to boost attendances, as the season progressed. Tony decided to keep the weekly lifeguard training going, even though there were just two male lifeguards just now. He publicised the weekly classes, aiming to recruit locals and students willing to pay a small fee to gain a lifeguarding certificate. The first training night was the Wednesday before the pool opened. Fiona came along, just to get wet in her swimsuit, blouse and skirt. Both lads towed her out of the pool several times and they hoped that they could start training some new lifeguards soon. This would provide a small additional weekly income, especially if the weather stayed cool and there were not many swimmers.

Fiona felt sad about Jenny and Mike because she thought they both could have such a good relationship. Jenny told her that she really enjoyed having sex with him, and she had never slept with anyone else, before or since. She was never short of opportunities, boys always chatted to her whenever she was out socially, and most weeks she was asked for a date. She had been asked out by local professional sportsmen and local celebreties. But she stayed single. Mike was never far from her mind, and she still believed that he might overcome his reluctance and commit more fully to her. The local paper included the picture of her again getting messy for charity when it published a review of the year in the community! Jenny was never going to live that down! An awful lot of men, young and old, looked twice at that picture and thought about her sticky wet boobs and bikini top! Fiona asked Jenny if she would like to go for a swim that Sunday afternoon, and she readily agreed. Fiona suggested that she ask Mike along too, and Jenny said that she would be delighted. Fiona spoke to Mike at work, and to her surprise, he said straight away that it was a great idea. "Remember its' to be t-shirts again, Mike!" Fiona said, mischievously. Mike grinned and said that was fine, as long as they all did the same. Fiona assured him that they would.

The pool opened at noon, and a few swimmers attended, mainly older patrons who swam some lengths for fitness and then left. There were no families or casual swimmers. By two o clock, there were just a handful of swimmers in. Fiona arrived together with Jenny, and they saw Mike standing by himself nearby. "Come in with us, Mike!" Fiona greeted him. Mike smiled and said "Thanks!" He went over to Jenny and touched her gently on the arm. "Hello Mike," said Jenny, and she kissed him on the cheek. "I've got a new swimming outfit to try on!" she smiled. "Wow," replied Mike. "That sounds good."

Fiona had a new bikini too. It was blue, and a proper fit for her this time. The briefs were generously cut and covered her comfortably, coming quite high up to her tummy. The top had two rounded cups and built-in support. She had brought a pair of light blue cycling shorts, which fitted tightly over her bikini bottom and reached to just above her knees. She changed into these and put one of her white t-shirts over the top. The t-shirt reached halfway down the legs of her shorts. Jenny's new bikini was black and shiny, quite brief but a very good fit. The bottoms tapered to a thin strap around her thighs. The top was rectangular and the two cups were separated by a double band over Jenny's modest cleavage. There were straps around the back and to tie behind her neck. She had also brought a white badminton skirt and a white vest. The skirt was pleated and almost knee length, and she tucked her vest into it. The black bikini straps passed under her vest and reappeared at her neck, under her fine long brown hair. The girls came out from the lockers and met Mike outside. He had black football shorts on and a white football shirt. He had his arms folded and he shivered, but when he saw the girls his face broke out into a huge smile. "You look lovely Jenny!" he said. "Are you going in like that?" Jenny laughed, and said that was the idea! She invited him to touch the hem of her skirt, the fabric was soft and light. "Wow," said Mike. "Its' worth getting cold to see this!" The breeze caught Jenny's fringe and her hair drifted over her eyes. "My new bikini is a black one!" she told Mike as if she was sharing something in confidence. He could see a little bit of it at the sides, where Jenny's vest was loose and floated away from her when she moved. "It's lovely!" Mike grinned. "I want my boyfriend back!" Jenny murmured to him.

Tony was on duty by himself, he said "Hello." He was watching the pool but he also had to go to the cash desk, whenever someone came in. I can't come in the pool today, Tony explained, but I'll keep an eye on you. "I bet you will," replied Fiona, picking at the straps of her bikini. They all went over to the seats beside the pool and piled their towels together. There were four or five swimmers standing together in the shallow end, taking a breather between their lengths. They all looked closely and the three arrivals, as they sat down on the white plastic seats. They all carried their locker keys, which were attached to rubber bands. Each band also had a safety pin, so they could either be worn around the arm, leg or pinned to the costume. Mike pulled his one over his foot and around his ankle. Fiona pinned hers to her sleeve and Jenny asked Mike if he could take hers too. Mike put it on his other leg. They joked that they better remember which one was which when they went to collect their clothes later. One of the swimmers watching remarked to another that it appeared as if the three of them were coming in wearing their clothes! Jenny asked Mike to hold her hairband, then she reached up and bunched all her hair at the back together. She turned around and asked Mike to put the hairband in. He was clumsy with this, trying again and again but still missing bits of her hair. Jenny laughed and did it herself. "It was a good job that I didn't get you to tie up my bikini," she teased. She also put a sweatband around her forehead, lifting her fringe away from her face. Mike thought that Jenny looked just like a tennis player about to step out onto the court! She was going to look great, getting wet like that, with her beautiful soft hair. She had washed it only that morning. Mike thought that it felt so fine against his fingers, and he wished that Jenny would let him touch it again.

The three of them stepped over to the poolside, close to where the group of swimmers stood. They gathered around the broad steps in the corner, where the water lapped gently at the split-level tiles and just washed over the top step. Jenny dangled her foot in the water. "Cold!" she exclaimed. She gingerly sat down beside the steps and beckoned to Mike to join her. As she sat down, the back of her skirt dipped slightly into the pool and she felt the cold water seeping into the bottom of her bikini. The other bathers all looked at them closely. "Are these the new outfits for the season?" one asked, looking puzzled. Jenny looked away from him and towards Mike, but Fiona giggled and said, "Yes, that's right! It's too cold for just bikinis!" "The pool will be just as cold, whatever you wear!" the onlooker replied as if he were speaking to someone of little sense. "Unless you wear wetsuits!" The man continued looking at Jenny, and he asked her if she was getting in. "I'm getting in when Mike gets in," she replied to him. The man swished his hands in the water, making little waves which lapped over the side, each one wetting the underside of Jenny's skirt a little more. "That's cold!" she said. Mike slipped forward into the pool, standing in front of Jenny with the water splashing half way up his football shorts. He scooped up some water in both hands and dropped it in the middle of Jenny's skirt. "That's nice!" said Jenny. Most of it ran off, but he did it again and this time more of the water settled into the material, which started to stick to Jenny's legs. "Keep going!" she encouraged him, and Mike carried on wetting Jenny's skirt. The shape of her legs became clearer, through the wet material, which was a bolder white at her hips, where the bottom of her vest was getting wet under the skirt.

Fiona stood by the handrail, looking on. "Where's Tony when I need him?" She asked jokingly. Fiona liked the tight feel of her new cycling shorts, and it would be nice if someone helped her to get them wet too!

Mike was standing right at the side of the pool, with Jenny's knees touching his shirt. "You might as well get in then!" the bather observed, still making little waves. Jenny put an arm around Mike's back, feeling the silky fabric of his top. With her other hand, she splashed water all over his front, soaking the shirt through. Mike responded by splashing more water over her skirt, wetting it through completely at the front and both sides. Mike then dipped himself down into the water, his shoulders disappeared under, and then his head. He came back up, spluttering and looking very cold. Jenny clapped her hands. "Well done!" she said excitedly. Jenny stood up, her skirt flapping against her thighs and dripping water continuously. She walked over to the steps and jumped down from one to another, into the pool until it reached her skirt, which floated out around her legs on the surface. Mike could see the blackness of her bikini bottoms showing through the top of her skirt. Jenny put her arms on Mike's shoulders. His body felt cold! They both looked at each other and Jenny wondered what he was going to do next!

Mike put a hand behind Jenny and sprinkled water over her back. Her vest was very thin, and the water soaked through it straight away. The vest clung to Jenny's back and the black strap of her bikini showed up against her pale skin. She pulled Mike closer, feeling his wet shirt against her shoulders. He stroked his hand up and down her back, scooping another handful of water over her vest each time, and carefully wetting each side up to her shoulders. "I love you, Mike," Jenny said. "I want to love you again." Mike looked troubled. "I know," he said." I love you too. I just don't know how." "Let's just give it another try," Jenny suggested. "Your hair is so lovely!" Mike said suddenly, finally letting his feelings show. "I washed it this morning, so it would look nice for you," Jenny explained. "Can I let it out?" Mike asked, "Do you mind if it gets wet?" "Of course I don't mind, silly!" Jenny smiled. "I always get my hair wet when I come to the pool!" Mike pulled the hairband out and swept Jenny's hair down behind her. He ran his hand under it, lifting it away from her wet vest before it floated back into place. Then he dribbled handfuls of water over it, watching with fascination how the fine strands clung together. Jenny giggled and cuddled closer to Mike. "I do love being petted!" she said. Mike could feel her pert breasts brushing against him, and he could feel the seams and stitches of her bikini top, through her vest. He gently tipped back her head, and lowered her partly into the water, so that Jenny's hair floated on the surface behind her. Mike eased the hair under the water. Jenny lowered herself further in and dipped the back of her head into the pool. When she stood back up her sweatband and fringe were the only bits of her still dry. Her vest seemed to disappear over her black bikini top, which showed through so clearly that it was as if there was nothing over it at all.

The other bathers had swum away, not wanted to intrude upon this display of intimacy! Young Love! Fiona sat down on the top step and wriggled bum in the little waves of water washing onto it. She splashed water over her knees and over her new shorts, noticing how the nylon turned darker. She wanted to get her bikini top wet, and as there was no Tony around, she was just going to have to do this herself!

There were tears welling in Jenny's eyes. She told Mike that she had been thinking of him when she bought her new black bikini, and she wondered if he liked it. Mike said that he thought she looked fabulous in whatever she wore, and especially when she wore a bikini! He was worried that he could not meet her standards! Jenny was such a lovely girl, she could be going out with anyone she liked! "I haven't got any standards!" Jenny squealed. "I'm just the girl next door, why are you afraid of me?" Jenny struck at the heart of Mike's fears, and he didn't know what to say. Jenny told him that she still loved him, and she wanted their relationship to continue. Fiona was still standing nearby. "Come on Mike," she thought,"This is your life! Miss this chance and regret forever!"

Fiona stepped very slowly and carefully down into the pool. The water was cold, as it swirled around her waist. She took a hold of the rail beside her and dipped her chest down until the water reached her bikini top, but not right up to her shoulders. Then she paused three or four seconds, while she felt it soak through to her skin. Then she took up again.

Mike and Jenny embraced. The ice was broken and even Mike didn't feel cold in the pool any more. Jenny turned around and pressed her back into him. He loved feeling her cold wet vest through his wet shirt. Jenny leaned back, her breasts protruded slightly in front of her and Mike could see her black bikini top in between bits of her vest. Mike scooped the water up in both hands, and delicately dropped it over her chest, being careful not to touch her. Jenny gasped and leaned back against him further. "That's my new bikini!" She said. Mike carried on, dribbling the water from the pool down her front. jenny could feel it running down between her small breasts. That evening Mike took Jenny out for a meal, and later that night Jenny and Mike had sex again, probably the most energetic and vigorous sex ever experienced between two adults. Jenny just wanted the relationship to last.

Fiona was so happy for them. Her new cycling shorts and t-shirt were cold, wet and clingy and she looked in vain for Tony, to come and warm her up.
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