Wedding 1:
Successful mission!! This is a true story. I've had many wet experiences both alone and with others over the years, ranging from jeans to suit and ties...So far no Tuxedo fun, but it's on my to-do list someday, hopefully with someone to do it with.
Last night I finally experienced by far the best wet fun ever. I had my first ever duo full suit wetting experience with one of my best friends after a Wedding we attended. It started in my pool and then even more fun in my master tub and walk-in shower last night, but first let me give you some backstory.
3 years ago I sold my house on the coast of central Florida, because it was a cash buyer things moved quickly, too quickly. I closed on my new house only days before I closed on the sale of my new house. To make a long story short, I had to move out before my new house was ready. I paid the moving company for storage for my home contents until I was ready for them.
I had to check into my local Hampton Inn for almost 3 weeks while I had the carpets ripped out and new tile installed, plus had a lot of painting done. But while I was staying the hotel I met John, he was this really hot desk clerk that I interacted with probably 10 times a day with my constant comings and goings, besides being super hot, he was also super friendly, and every day he asked about the progress of my house. He also said numerously that he wanted to see it when it was done.
On my 5th night staying there he told me that it was his 21st birthday, so naturally I offered to take him to dinner and then to a couple of my favorite local breweries for his birthday, he couldn't do it on the night of his birthday because he had family plans, so we made plans for the following night.
The next day he worked a split shift and got off at 6, he called me from the lobby when he finished work and I met him downstairs in the lobby, he had a gym bag on his shoulder with a change of clothes with him, I told him that I needed to check on the progress of the tile installation at my house and said he could change there, or even take a shower if he needed to. I seemed excited that he could finally see it. We jumped in my car and he couldn't stop talking about how nice my Camaro was, and said it was his dream car and made me promise he could drive it some day, his enthusiasm was genuine and it made me happy because it sounded like we somehow bonded over the last week.
We drove the mile to my house and glad that the workers had already left so I could walk around freely and check their workmanship. Being that the was empty the 22 foot ceilings and skylights made it look a lot bigger than it was. In 2 bedrooms the tile was all in, with a note saying don't walk on it yet, the rest of the floors were still bare or half done. John was in awe, he said my living room looks bigger than his whole house.
We walked to the rear of the house to where my master bedroom and bathroom were, the floors were bare concrete, we entered the master bath and he blurted "Wow, I bet your bathtub could fit 3 people", I laughed and said "Well,maybe I'll find out someday" and we both laughed. We then passed through the Sunroom to exit the house and I showed him the pool, it was a typical hot, humid and 95* Florida evening outside, John was still in his work uniform, he had taken his tie off on the ride over, but he was wearing tan khakis, a light blue long sleeve button up shirt with his name tag on it, and brown belt and loafers. He stared at the pool, the sighed that he had such a rotten day at work that he felt like just jumping in and drowning himself, I laughed and said "feel free to jump in, but your not allowed to drown yourself" I really wasn't sure he was serious, and in my head I wondered how mad he'd be if I just pushed him in! As luck would have it, I didn't have too, because without a word or warning, he took off his shoes and emptied his pockets and took a running dive into the pool! Then he surfaced in the deep end and screamed "Fuck I needed that", he swam a few laps both underwater and on top, and then walked up the pool steps and shook himself like a dog would, water flying everywhere...Damn he was hot!! His khakis were clinging and see through,and I could see he had on solid blue American Eagle boxer briefs underneath. He stripped down to his khakis and we walked around front and into the garage, I got him a beach towel from my trunk and handed it to him. We entered into the laundry room from the garage entrance, I opened the washer lid and told him I could only rinse his clothes in fresh water since I didn't have any detergent yet to add into the washer, but at least I could dry them in the dryer afterwards....To my pleasure and surprise he stripped off in the laundry room and stood there totally naked without a word said, and it sure looked like he was half hard standing there before my own eyes...Now remember,I barely knew him and here he was naked in front of me! He didn't shower, just dried off, opened his bag and put on dry boxer briefs, shorts,T-shirt and flip flops.
We drove to my favorite local Tiki Bar where he had his first ever Rumrunner and the best seafood around, I brought up his jumping in the pool, and he said that sometimes does it at home, and also mentioned that he even had to do it once at work to save a small kid that didn't know how to swim, he was pissed about that because his shoes took days to dry out and were never the same afterwards, so that's why he took off his shoes at my pool, he also said that his pool is way too small and shallow to dive into it, or do laps in it so he can only jump in, so it felt pretty cool to be able to swim laps, I told him that I do it to sometimes too, and I agreed about it feeling good, he didn't show any reaction to me saying that so I didn't say any more (If he only knew!) but I also told him "He can use my pool anytime
We then left the Tiki Bar and went to my favorite local brewery, we both had 2 beers. Unfortunately he had to be up early for work at 6AM the next morning, so I drove him back to his car at work at the hotel.
When we got there he leaned over the console and gave me a long hug, it's not a very easy thing to do in a Camaro btw, our cheeks were touching for like 15-20 seconds and I felt his breath on the back of my neck, and he thanked me for the "best birthday ever" I wondered how far this was going, but sadly no further ....But that was the start of our friendship....
Next: The Wedding Part 2