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Subject: Re: Wetlook Story - Might be my longest one yet

Date: Mon 06/04/09 16:11:51 GMT

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By Poliut - Mon 06/04/09 01:51:00 GMT

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Reena McGavran shut down her PC and checked the clock. It was still early in the evening, though the pool had closed hours before and everyone had already left for the night. Today was the day when the pool closed early, even though it made little difference to Reena's personal work schedule – she constantly found herself showing up and leaving in the dark. One of the perks of owning and operating a public swimming pool was the fact that she often had the pool to herself following long work hours, a great way to relax and unwind after some occasionally long hours.

She grabbed her bag carrying a change of clothes and headed out the door. In the bag was a white T-Shirt, a pair of blue jean shorts, socks, and tennis shoes; notably different from the white blouse, and the navy blue skirt, jacket and high heeled shoes she currently wore. As she left her office, she stopped at the large room where the pool itself was in and turned on the lights. She hung her bag on a nearby wall and proceeded to the ladder leading into the pool. She slowly dipped her left foot into the water, and it quickly filled her shoe. Once it was completely wet and filled, she pulled it back out, popped her heel out of her shoe, and drained the water out as she dangled her shoe. Eventually she slid back into her shoe, and entered both feet into the pool, enjoying the rush the flowing water provided. As she descended down the ladder, she dipped the edge of her skirt into the water, noting the differences between where it was dry and where it was freshly dipped. She repeated the process, getting deeper with each dip, before her underwear started to absorb water just like her skirt.

Eventually she stood in the pool, with the water fairly up her blouse and jacket. Reena pressed her wet hands on a dry section of her jacket, leaving a wet hand print that provided some level of fascination to her. She then cupped some of the water in her hands and began dumping it on her blouse, all while enjoying the feeling and appearance of her wet clothes.

Once they were satisfyingly wet, Reena thrust herself forward and casually started swimming around in the pool. She wasn't moving fast enough to where the drag from her clothes were much of an issue, and even then, she still enjoyed how it felt to swim with layers of clothes on. In fact, she often preferred it over swimming relatively naked. There was a certain something that made it amazing – she couldn't explain it, and to a smaller degree, she didn't know if she even wanted to. The interaction between the clothes and the water and the effect that interaction had on the individual was something that she found truly spectacular.

As she reached the pool wall, she stopped and brought her legs under her to stand upright. Upon standing upright, she removed her jacket, placed it on the ledge, and examined the unobstructed view of her soaked blouse that clearly distinguished her wet white underwear that rested underneath. She ran her hands down her blouse, feeling and enjoying the wet fabric as it tightly hugged her body. After a brief moment of enjoying her wet blouse, Reena started swimming towards a deeper end of the pool. Once she knew she was deep enough, she took a deep breath and went underwater.

After a slight moment underwater, Reena started to unbutton her blouse. Once unbuttoned, she wiggled her arms out of the sleeves, and soon the blouse started to drift freely in the water. Seconds after that, she kicked off her high heeled shoes and slid her skirt off before removing her underwear. Now she was totally naked in the pool while her clothes drifted along. She resurfaced for air and then swam towards the ladder where she entered.

Even though she brought the change of clothes as something to wear after swimming, she decided to go ahead and get them wet as well. It would mean a change of plans, but she had no problem with that anyway. As she emerged from the pool, she walked over and grabbed the pair of socks, and upon wearing them, they immediately were soaked. However, unlike anything from her previous outfit, they were getting wet from the inside out. She put on her jeans and T-Shirt with much the same effect. Following that, she stepped into her tennis shoes and returned to the pool. This time she more or less hopped in, entering quickly – much different from her previous entry of a slow descent.

Now that she was back in the pool, she playfully moved the water about, sending ripples and waves across the otherwise still surface. She started by moving them outward and she gradually adjusted her movements to bring them inward culminating with her splashing herself, ensuring that her T-Shirt was as soaked as it could be. Once her shirt was soaked to the skin, she ran her hands down her shirt, starting with her neck and working her way down to her breasts before breaking away once her hands penetrated the water's surface.

She then leaned forward and proceeded to swim once again, only now she was splashing the water around with each vertical kick, something she wasn't doing before. Vertical kicks felt different in shoes due to the natural buffer they provided when colliding with the water's surface. She continued swimming on like this for a good segment of the pool's length before stopping once again.

Now standing, Reena crouched to dip her hair in the water for a brief second before looking around the area. She spotted her jacket still sitting outside the pool, which prompted her to retrieve the damp piece of clothing. She swam towards a ladder and started to climb out. As she climbed out, she enjoyed the lovely sight of the water dripping and streaming off her. Some of it went back into the pool, some of it fell out, and the rest trickled down her legs and into her socks and shoes. Once she was out, she looked at her wet clothed self. Her T-Shirt nicely displayed her features, and her jeans carried a darker shade, and each movement inside her shoes led to the feeling of moving water. She went and grabbed her jacket, and when she stared back at the pool to see the rest of her other outfit still inside, she decided to toss her jacket into the pool.

She removed her shoes and dove back into the pool. She swam to her blouse, and once she grabbed it, she pulled off her T-Shirt and began putting her blouse back on. As she did so, she swam to her skirt, using her legs to propel her on while holding her T-Shirt in one hand and buttoning her blouse with the other. Once her blouse was fully buttoned, she then removed her jeans and slid into her skirt. Reena then advanced closer to the edge of the pool where her tennis shoes were and tossed her jeans and T-Shirt towards them. She removed her socks and did the same before swimming to her high heels. After that she swam to her jacket and quickly slipped that on. All that was left was her underwear, and she didn't feel like wearing that anyway, as evidenced by the fact that she was already wearing everything else. She grabbed her underwear and tossed them along with the rest of her casual outfit.

With her fun the pool essentially finished for now, she went to the ladder and climbed out. Again, she enjoyed seeing the water just slide off her as she proceeded out. The water continued to drip off of her as she walked towards the empty bag that held her clothes. Reena grabbed the bag, proceeded to her spare set of clothes, and filled the bag with the clothes. For a second, Reena considered draining the water out of her high heels, but then reconsidered – she enjoyed having the water in them too much for that.

I say it's my longest because it took up nearly two pages in the word processing program I was using (OpenOffice.org 3.0 Writer). If it isn't, well, I suppose you could consider it two stories montaged together.