By AlexKievUA
Hello! I want to tell you about my passion, which I recently discovered for myself. But let's get it all in order, more convenient, sit and listen.
And as you may have guessed, my name is Victoria. Six months ago I celebrated her twenty-fifth birthday. I am a very attractive girl, 185 centimeters tall, the owner of long, slender legs, as they say. growing directly from the ears. Beautiful breasts, size 3-4, elastic tightened ass and long jet-black hair falling almost to my waist.
Not quite Barbie doll, of course, still far away, but I am quite happy with my appearance without having to try to hard.
I live with my parents in a two-bedroom apartment on the outskirts of the city, it is not too big, called "N", on the 15th floor of a residential block that replaced the old five-storey house. I was born and raised in this city and I like it very much. In due time, I graduated from high school, and economic institutions. Now I am working as an accountant in one of the trading companies.
It was only half an hour before the end of the last working day of the week. I had a smile on my face. It was less than an hour left before I would be meeting with my favorite guy Oleg.
For this evening, and perhaps this time, the night, he had invited me to his home. His parents were still in the country, even though the summer has ended and it is now autumn. So, their apartment was at our disposal.
The last minutes of the day passed and I quickly gathered my things, looked in the mirror to check my make-up, touched up my lips with lipstick, took my leather jacket and left the office.
It took fifteen minutes on the subway to get to the venue. Oleg was already there, one hand behind his back. Perhaps he has prepared a surprise, I thought, and I was not mistaken. When I arrived, the first thing he did was kiss me on the lips, so as not to remove the lipstick, and handed me a bouquet of five roses.
“Hey!” Smiling, I said
“Hey honey, I missed you,”he said to me.
“Me, too,” I confessed to him.
“And so, what plans do we have for this evening?” I asked him.
“Plans for the old, go to me.”
He raised his hand and, as if by magic, a taxi stopped in front of us. Oleg helped me into the back seat and sat next to me. We kissed again. The taxi driver smiled while looking at us in the rearview mirror and asked where we were going. Oleg told him the address and ten minutes later we were on the spot. We went up the elevator to the ninth floor and Oleg unlocked the door.
To his surprise the door was only single locked, but he definitely remembered locking both. While he was deciding what to do next, the door opened and on the threshold appeared Oleg's mum. That was a surprise ...
“Mom!” Oleg said,“Why are you home? Has something happened?”
“Nothing to worry about” said Maria Petrovna, Oleg's mother,“ Just a little unwell, probably caught a cold in the country, and I had to come back home. And what is the name of this beautiful girl?”
Oleg introduced me.“Come in, be my guest,” she said,“do not stand in the doorway.”
“Who wants some tea and this cake, that I found in the refrigerator?” she said with a smile.
We had no choice but to accept her invitation. “And you Oleg, son, before you take your coat off, run to the pharmacy please and buy what I have written here.”
Oleg took the piece of paper and disappeared through the door. I walked into the room and sat on the sofa.
“Victoria” I heard from the kitchen,“ are you are good at computers? I would very much like to know the weather forecast for the next day.”
“Yes, of course“ I said, “I regularly work with computers.”
“Then look please. My husband stayed at the cottage to mend the broken heater, and I worry about him".
I turned on the computer and waited for it to boot. The monitor was showing a very juicy screen saver. Full screen, a sexy blond was lying in the shallow water. Not that she was completely naked, instead she was dressed in a blue business suit with a skirt and an unbuttoned jacket over a white blouse.
On her legs she wore black stockings and on her feet high-heeled shoes. All her clothes were soaking wet, but judging by the smile on her face, she liked it.
“What's this?” I thought, “Honestly, not quite what I expected to see.” But then I remembered Maria's request and began searching for a site where you can see the weather forecast. I found the right information and passed it onto Maria.
Oleg has not yet returned from the pharmacy so I decided to see where this picture had come from. I traced the path of the file and found that the file is in a great location under the name “W” in the operating system folder.
The folder is clearly not part of the os though it starts with the same letter. Although I know it's not right to browse other people's documents curiosity got the better of me and I wanted to know what is was that interested Oleg.
The folder itself had three sub-folders with text, pictures and video. The text I chose not to read, I still a little bit of conscience and instead decided to look at the pictures. When I opened the pictures folder I almost fell off the chair in surprise. There were over two thousand pictures showing a variety of girls all looking wet while still wearing their clothes.
Some swam in the pool, others in the river or the sea, some watered themselves with a hose and some were standing under the shower. There was nothing vulgar about it, but I was amazed that they were dressed in a variety of clothes, ranging from shorts and skirts to expensive evening dresses and business suits.
There was also winter clothing, including boots and shoes in different colors and styles.
There were also a lot of pictures, where the girls openly showing off how brilliantly their tights and stockings shone just after emerging from the water. Everything I had seen left me in a state of some confusion.
After all, the volume of the material occupied most of the computer's hard disk. “Why all this, Oleg?”, I could not understand, is it possible he's a pervert, I did not want to believe.
I closed the folder and turned off the computer, the mood was spoiled, I just got up and was about to leave, but I decided not to jump to conclusions, and instead decdided to collect my thoughts, it was not that easy to understand.
At that moment Oleg returned from the pharmacy and Maria called for us to drink tea. When the tea party was coming to an end Oleg's cell phone rang, it was his boss. It turned out that he was required to take an urgent business trip to another city to cover for a sick employee. There was no one else who could go.
So the evening was doubly ruined. Oleg quickly gathered his travel necessities and began to apologize for the fact that it all happened. The train was leaving in 40 minutes and we rushed to the train station. Farewell was brief as we had so little time, Oleg kissed me goodbye, said that would miss me, jumped into the carriage before the train slowly drove off into the distance.
Elena, was and still is my best friend. We had become friends as children in kindergarten, where we were taken by our mothers when we were too young. Together we finished school learning in one class and sat all the time at the same desk.
After high school, I entered the Institute of Economics, and Lena went into law, but we have always supported each other through letters, visited each other's homes, went to the movies and theater and spent as many weekends together as possible. We did not have any secrets, we always share with each other, the good news and the bad.
So now I decided to meet with Elena and share my new discovery. I did not want to go home, anyway, I was going to spend time with her and hoped she was not with her parents or boyfriend.
I decided to phone beforehand. Elena, it turned out, was not at home, she was at the suburban villa of her parents while her parents were repairing their apartment. She did not want to interfere with them or breath paint so she had gone to the cottage.
“Hello Vicky” I heard on the phone. “What are you doing this weekend? If you've no plans then come and aee me in the country, it can't be bad to relax from the daily routine of life.”
“Excellent Idea” I said, “Oleg had to leave on a business trip, and I've just put him on a train. So until Monday I am practically free, and I would especially like to discuss with you some problems.”
“Then, once you are at the station, jump onto the train and come to me, I'll meet you at the station. And do not try to drag bags full of food here, everything is here, we could hold out almost a month without leaving the house.”
“Well,” I said, and went to check out the trains.
Twenty minutes away by train, I was soon hugging and kissing my girlfriend. Do not think anything bad, just a week, we had not seen each other and were like sisters. So kissing does not embarrass us, we did not hesitate to embrace each other.
I said that we are like sisters. Indeed, we were very similar to each other, although we grew up in different families. We often indulged in swapping into each other's clothes so people could only distinguish us through our hair color. Elena was a natural blonde, she even did not have to touch up the roots of his hair.
The villa consisted of three buildings. The main house, the garage combined with a barn and a detached heated indoor swimming pool.
The house has four rooms, one of which served as a living room. In the depths of the living room there was a real fireplace, not some sort of electric fake. Beside this furnace was piled the firewood. In the middle was a huge rug on which stood a dining table.
“What shall we drink? Wine, champagne or something stronger?”asked Lena.
“Let's start with champagne, but we'll see” I said.
We each drained a glass of champagne, and Lena offered to light the fire and change into other clothes. For me I was still in my pantsuit, wearing boots with zippers up the sides.
“Let's Get dressed alike” suggested my girlfriend.
“What do you suggest”, I asked? “Apart from these clothes I'm wearing I have nothing else, I had not specifically prepared for this visit.”
“Preparation was not necessarily, you can always count on my wardrobe, you'll find a lot of interesting clothes and lots of diverse shoes. Come on, you make a snack to drink and I'll find what we can change into.”
“Deal!”, I said, heading to the fridge.
Soon, the snacks were ready and our drinks were poured and we sat down at the table. Now we looked alike. Each of us wearing short denim summer shorts, white T-shirts and white socks. And just in time, because in our previous clothes would have been much too hot beside the fire, which (and this is not a joke) was burning fresh logs.
“Well, friend, now come out with it, what happened to you, what's the problem?” Elena asked.
After a short pause I recount in detail my experiences over the previous few hours. My girlfriend, listens in silence, smiling. I could not stand it.
“What's so funny? I have a problem and you're laughing. I feel like a fool, or am I missing the point, what should I do when Oleg returns from his trip? Maybe he needs psychiatric help, tell me, what am I going to do?”
I fell silent.
My friend, after a little pause, answered,
“First, calm down she said, there's nothing to worry about. Second, no he does not need a doctor. Thirdly, you yourself can help him perfectly.”
“How? What can I do to help him?”
“Look further” continued my girlfriend.
“What you saw on Oleg's computer is called 'Wetlook', wet-looking clothes. Many people, men and women, like to see people dressed in wet clothes. Especially the look of a naturally sexy girl, they have something to show under their wet clothes, I mean breasts, legs and ass of course.
“Some men naturally like to view wet girls, your Oleg is one of those fans. There is nothing vulgar or perverse. After all, he's not viewing sex acts, their bodies are mostly covered. You should be glad you've discovered this information.
“Judging by your stories no one was naked, and as I understand it there were only women, no sex or perversion, Some fans, I mean guys, like to take part, to see live the beautiful ladies taking pleasure in soaking their luxurious outfits.”
I sat a long time in silence, digesting heard. It seems that Oleg is not a pervert and that there is nothing wrong with his enthusiasm.
“Pour me another glass” I said, “this is not so easily digested.”
“With pleasure” said Elena.
I asked what kind of assistance, “You said you thought I could help him in his passion?”
“I think you should get involved and support your friend.”
“How?” I asked with interest.
“Well ...” I handed over to Elena.
“You can talk to him on this subject, let him share his thoughts with you. What does he think about all the pictures and video clips? Does he wish to take part in this? On his own, or to watch you, or both of you together.”
“Stop!” I interrupted her, “What is it with me? You want me to go to him in wet clothes or get wet with him?”
I did not understand.
“Yes!”, said Lena, “And why not, it's time to please him? You do want to please your loved one, don't you?”
“You're right, of course, I want to make it nice, but I've never done anything like this, I will probably end up looking a fool with messed up make-up, or give the impression I'm drunk.”
“I'll help you because we are friends, are we not?”
“Best friends” I corrected her.
“Then it's agreed”, she smiled, “I also want let you in on a little secret. Are you sitting comfortably?”
“Yes” I said, not understanding
“Like your Oleg, I'm also fond of wetlook, I even like taking part in it.”
I dropped the glass and if I had not managed to held on to the edge of the table I would have probably fallen out of the chair. The news was more than enough.
“You?” I said, not believing my ears,
I had to drain another glass, my head was spinning and I wanted to get out into the fresh air. I opened the front door and took a deep breath.
“Come back, Vicki, you'll catch a cold”, I heard from far away. So I returned to the table and began to chew on another sandwich.
“Well, friend, you're struggling with this?” Elena asked.
“Would you like to try wet clothes for yourself? I've just filled the bathtub with warm water”
“In what clothes?” I did not understand. “I'm not going to wet my clothes, and especially not my shoes.”
“You don't need to, you can try in what you're wearing now. Don't worry, I'll come with you, and get wet too, to keep you company,” Lena said excitedly.
What could I do? I trudged into the bathroom.
The bathroom was spacious, lined with coffee coloured tiles, in the far corner was the bath itself. It was triangular with a hole in the middle for the whirlpool hydro, which it turned did not work at the moment. In front lay a multicolored rubber mat. There was also a wash basin and a wall pipe, on which hung two large towels.
“Go ahead,” pushed my girlfriend, “I'm with you, do not be afraid!”
“I'm not.” I replied, even as shivers ran up my legs and back.
“It's simple,” she said, “The slower you get wet the more pleasure you get from it! Watch!”,
She took one leg and slowly lowered it into the water, then, without hesitation, the second. Now both feet were in the bath with the water reaching up to her knees.
“Try it”, she said.
I sat on the corner of bath and threw my right leg over the ledge and slowly began to lower it into the water. As it sank the water began to soak through my white sock and soon it was totally immersed at the bottom of the tub. Not far behind followed my right foot.
“How does it feel?“ she asked me
“You know, frankly, it feels pleasant. I'm new to this, but now I want to fully experience the feeling of becoming wet.
“Now the shorts and T-shirt.”
Lena sat on the edge of the tub and began, as slow as the hills, to lower her ass into the water.
“Mmm“ she buzzed, “I love these moments.”
She sank to the bottom of the bath and blissfully closed her eyes. Now the water reached her breasts, and through the soaked shirt could clearly seen her breasts with their swollen pink nipples.
I was not long before I followed the path of my girlfriend. It was an unforgettable experience. It was so warm and pleasant that I sank into the water right up to my chin. Now only my head remained dry, I had tied my hair behind my head so as not to soak it.
Lena was already all wet and very happy with my first soaking. She said
“Welcome to the world wetlook!”
“Thank you” I said, my face a radiant smile, “another glass?”
We sat for another half an hour in the bathroom, but then decided that's enough, before we fall asleep and drown. Taking off our wet clothes, we wrapped bathrobes over our naked bodies and put on dry pairs of socks.
“I want more time to get wet”, said Elena, leaving the bathroom, “I forgot that we have a great heated pool for warming-up. I will go turn on the heating and hot water, while you take the empty bottle of champagne back to the bar and find a new one, choose from the wine or brandy.
“Yes Master, Sir,” I said, and went to make a tour of the bar.
Elena came back 20 minutes later.
“I'm warming up the water to 36 degrees, if you do not mind of course. After the hot bath you do not want to climb into a cold pool. While the water heats up, let's choose new clothes to swim in.”
“What do you offer this time?”I asked
“I want to look like a lady, so I suggest we sample elegant evening dresses and smart business suits.” said Elena “Come on, let's see what there is.”
“Go ahead!” I agreed.
The choice was huge, eye opening.
“Why do you need so many clothes at the cottage?”
By AlexKievUA
Oleg mood was quite spoiled. So much trouble for one night. The meeting with his girlfriend, Victoria, was disrupted by his ill mother, then this stupid, weekly business trip to another city. He was sitting in a train compartment and looking out the window trying to gather his thoughts.
He recalled their meeting in his apartment after he returned from the pharmacy. He was excited, but Vicki seemed sad and confused. He felt she was upset about something. And he did not even ask what it was, maybe she needed his help.
At first he thought she was upset by his departure, but then muddy doubt crept into his thoughts. Had he done something wrong, what actins had spoilt her mood?
He started to replay event the smallest details through his head, all the events of the evening so far. When he first met Vika all was cheerful and joyful, then it seemed there was an electric shock. The computer!!!
It was not where he'd left it, his Mom would not move it, she does not understand computers, so it must have been Vic. He thought there could be nothing wrong with that unless she saw the blonde who was his screensaver.
What an idiot he had been. Now Victoria will think I spen my time on porn sites looking at naked girls. And how can he explain why the picture shows a girl in wet clothes. And surely she had seen the other material located on his computer.
Now he urgently needs a way out of this situation, immediately, there are a lot of painful issues. And the responses to them were not clear, He had a week to find a way out. As a fallback he would have to humiliate himself in front of his best friend Alexander, tell him all about it, and ask for help. It would not be easy, but he would have to do, because two heads are always better than one, and friends are needed not only in order to drink beer, but also to help in difficult situations.
He took out his cell phone and called Alexander and aggreed to meet immediately he was back from his trip. And of course he must get rid of the wet girl photos that clogged his computer. It would eb a pity to lose such a collection, but his relationship with Victoria is more important than a million of these pictures.
The friends awoke almost at the same time. Clock ticking softly on the wall, showing it was still morning, just.
“That's ho long we've slept”, I heard, “Good morning!, Although some morning, it's already day. Wake up, we are ready for new wet adventures.”
But I did not want to wake up completely. My body felt bruised and beaten as if I'd been run over by a heavy roller.
“I must refrain from the pool, I'm probably a week in ahead in adventures, today I would just like to lie under a blanket and gather my thoughts.”
“What thoughts?” asked Elena.
“My problem is Oleg, I nust explain to him that in his enthusiasm, and now my enthusiasm is not wrong or shameful. How will he react when he finds out that I like to get wet clothes and I want to be able to show myself to him. I am interested in his reaction and how our relationship will develop.”
“I now have the same problem with Alexander, he does not know what I'm doing here"” my girlfriend complained.
“My God, I'm ungrateful. You help me solve my problems, and I have not even asked how you about relationship with him. Oleg and Alexander are old friends like us, and I have not even thought about it. Forgive me.” I looked down, blushing.
“I forgive you, you had no reason to think more about Alexander.”
“If we're not going swimming, let's cnosider our options” suggested Elena.
“Let's ask them to join our wet girls club”
I made a surprised face, “And how will that solve our problem?”
Elana winked. “Well, judge for yourself, Oleg is theoretically already prepared, Alexander may be more difficult. But they will be able to spend more time with us, and we will not have to hide our weakness for getting wet, with four of us it will be much more fun than alone.” Elena mused aloud.
“I thought for a long time, letting the idea sink in, and on my face emerged a smile. Well, my friend, you've solved that brain-teaser. It's a great idea, that is the solution to our problems, I'm completely with you. What's the plan?”
“The plan a simple”, said my friend in a commanding tone, “drag the boys into the pool in their clothes. First, let's deal with your Oleg, and then go for Alexander. As far as I remember it'll soon his birthday.”
“Similarly,” I confirmed, “ We can make it a gift and invite them to take their holidaya with us, and I think that the pool will be the ideal option if you do not mind, of course.” Now it was my turn to wink.
Thus was born an insidious plan to soak our favorite men.
“I think that when Oleg returns from his business trip, you will need to meet with him and have a serious talk about it. But we must act very carefully, so as not to spoil everything.”
“Then invite him here, and somehow maker him want to join us.”
“How?”
“Show by example, first to get yourself wet, give him a good look, and I think will be tempted.”
“He is so shy, I'm afraid that it will not work.”
Then you must prepared for him, with my help, a very special example, then he will be very interesting to see how you get wet.
“I wondered again, the plan was good and quite feasible. Okay!” I agreed.
“With me he can accept and wet, but what about the pool, how do we entice him? Get dressed so beautifully and attractive that he won't be able to resist the temptation of staring at us wet. Give him a water show, one that he can not refuse to take part in.”
“You're not suggesting group sex, are you?” I was taken aback.
“No sex and vulgarity! No nudity! Only beautiful wet clothes in the water.”
“Well, maybe a hundred grams for bravery.”
“Phew!, and I thought, what the crap, I'm sorry. But wait, he won't only be looking at me, you, too, will be the object of his attention.”
“Jealous?”
“Of you ? God forbid! Never in my life! Let them feast his eyes on you, if you like it. It will only only fatten his appetite for me.”
“Thanks Vik for these kind words, I am very pleased that you and I have a full understanding. I also promise that I will not mind if my Sasha looks more on you than on me. So, in consequence I think we will be able to carry out his plan.”
“But no sex!” I said loudly.
“No sex” confirmed my girlfriend.
“We kissed and drank to our strong friendship and mutual understanding. Then we drank to our men. The third toast was for the implementation of our plan.”
My regular work week passed quickly and today I was waiting for Oleg to return fron his trip.
“Hi dear!”
“Hello my favorite!”
“Let's continue our interrupted meeting?”
“Shall we go to yours?”
“Come on, mother's recovered and back in the country, so no one will interfere, and damn! this time I will turn off my cell phone” Said Oleg, smiling.
After a while we sat in his kitchen, a week after we'd had tea with cake.
“Oleg dear,”I start from far away, “Tell me honestly, do you love me?”
“Of course I do” he says, “And you know perfectly well that I'm not lying.”
“And how do you love me?” I asked again
“Strong, strongly” was the answer
“And you will love me forever?”
“To the death!”
“Prove it!”
He gently took my head in his hands and began to kiss me, long and passionately.
“And we will live together? a new beginning,” I ask
“Of course” he says, ”yes, you and I”
“And we will not have any secrets?”
Oleg was not expecting any dirty trick, and so unsuspectingly replied: “No, no secrets!”
I'm taking advantage of the moment and go on the offensive.
“Then please tell me do you have another girl besides me?”
“Of course not! How could you think such a thing?” Said Oleg, looking offended.
“Good!” I continued, “and for the blonde on your computer screensaver I saw while checking the weather for you mother? Do you know her?”
Oleg blushed, and started to come up with an explanation on the fly.
“It's just a picture that caught my attention, so I put it on as my screen saver.”
“You like blondes?”
“No, I like brunettes, like you”
“Do not lie to me please, answer the question honestly.”
“Well, I like both blondes and brunettes!”
“So it's not really so hard to tell the truth, I do not see anything wrong with you liking blondes. Especially as the girl in the picture is not ugly. But I do not understand why she is bathing all dressed? After all, why not a swimsuit.”
Oleg hesitated, How to explain, he gathered all his courage and answered:
“I like to look at girls when they are wearing their clothing wet. It looks so sexy.”
And just then, I replied calmly. “That's better than climbing on porn sites to watch busty aunts.”
Oleg's jaw dropped. “So you do not think I am some kind of pervert? Do you really think that looking at a wet girls is normal?“
“I don't think admiring dressed girls, whether they are wet or dry, makes you a pervert, But if I ever see naked tits or bums, you're for it.”
“So can I leave everything on the computer as it is, and view the pictures when I like?”
I do not think Oleg believed what he heard. “Yes,” I confirmed, “indulge your lustiness, and if you want, you can show them to me, I will not mind. I felt like I had a chip on my shoulder, and could only say:”
“Oleg, I've agonised all week how to resolve this issue. Come to me, give me a kiss! And show me your pictures” I added slyly.
A few minutes later, I was sitting on his lap as together we searched through images and videos, which were countless. The first step has been made successfully so I decided to continue.
“This is a huge collection“, I encouraged him, “how did you have time to collect it? How long have you keen on this?“
“Ever since I got my computer and discovered these images.”
“And what type of clothes do you like to see the girls wearing? Dresses, mini skirts, jeans or shorts? Which do you prefer? I'm asking so that I can build up a picture. From the images you have I guess you like girls in short dresses the most, am I right?”
“Yes, you're very observant,” Oleg nodded.
“And all the girls are in in their shoes, mostly high heels, never bare foot. You like to look at women's legs in nylons and high heels?”
“Right!” He nodded again, “Feet are my weakness!”
“Don't be ashamed, I just want to learn more about your interests, that's why I ask these provocative questions.”
“And now, I want to look at some wet boys, ” I said and tapping him lightly in the ribs with my elbow.
“I'm not intrested in boys, I don't collect such pictures.”
“You can download those images from the internet, can't you?”
“Of course,” Oleg reluctantly agreed.
“So, if I understand, you don't want to do it, if you watch the girls it's okay, but if I want to look at wet boys, it's a bad idea?”
Oleg, tried to answer something but I tired of torturing him, and said: “Well, you do not want to look at the boys, let's see if there are any pictures where boys and girls get wet together.”
Again silence. My plan threatened to be a complete failure so I decided to act decisively. “Enough of the pictures! Would you like to see live, with you own eyes, a girl getting wet?”
Oleg gave me a surprised look.
“Probably, but where? this is just unreal.” Oleg sighed.
“It could be real.” I said, “I bet you would be very interested in watching me getting wet, to see what I look like in wet clothes? Am I right?”
Oleg was sweating, his lower jaw had dropped open and his eyes were wide. watching his face, I laughed out loud.
“You're kidding?” he said, once I'd stopped laughing.”
“No, in all seriousness, I would like you watch while I show how I look dressed and soaked! interested?”
With these words, I handed him a small memory stick, which contained just one video clip, showing my recent adventures. Oleg inserted it into the computer and became completely absorbed in watching the movie. My girlfriend and I had spent three hours selecting the most interesting moments of our swimming.
While Oleg stared at the monitor, I quietly left the room and headed to the bathroom, which seemed quite spacious. In the corner was a wash basin, and above it hung cabinet with toiletries. There is large cast-iron bath, which stood on legs in the form of lion's paws, painted gold. On the carpeted floor was rubber mat.
Having twisted faucet and adjusted the water temperature I plugged the drain the and left the bath to fill. By the time the tub was full I would need to have changed my clothes.
This time, for getting wet, I chose a pair of black silk panties, matching suspender belt and a pair of black stockings, in which I'd floated with Elena. Rounded off with a pair of open lacquered sandals with a strap. They had a thin heel of average height.
I decided not to wear a bra, instead, immediately next to my skin I threw on a short black dress, with yellow stripes, that made me look like a large bee. It had short sleeves, a small yellow collar and fastened at the top with three buttons. The outfit was completed with black fine meshed summer gloves.
When I'd finished dressing I checked the tub. The the water was flowing through the small round hole that protected it from overflowing. I Opened the door and asked:
“Oleg, dear, are you still alive? When you've finished watching the video, come here, I'm waiting for you!”
A few minutes later he stood in the doorway.
“Something wrong? I asked, “didn't you like the movie?”
“Just stunned! Even in my dreams did not expect to witness this.” was all he could say. “I'm wondering what inspired you and Elena to make that video? Anyway, now I have some questions for you.”
“Not now, later I'll tell you everything, but first, don't you want to see me take a bath? In this dress? Now? Don't you like it?” I sounder offended.
“No, you look lovely, I just can't believe what you're suggesting!”
“Well then, come in, close the door and see with you own eyes, just don't try to pounce on me ahead of time.” I smiled at him.
The show began. I first sat on the rear ledge ot the bath, one leg stretched out along the bathtub rim, the other I raised and lowered onto the far rim of the bath. My Hands grabbed the sides so that I did not accidentally fall to the floor.
After that, it became like a roller coaster as I gradually let my backside slide down the rear sloping wall of the bath and into the water. The back of the dress and and panties immediately became wet. I continued until I was sitting on the bottom of the tub.
My dress is almost entirely under water, only dry on the top while my legs arms, now spread-eagled on the rims of the bath, were still dry. The only wet bits of my legs being my garter belt and the tops of my stockings.
Then I brought one leg forward, stretched it out and gradually lowered it into the water. First to get wet was the heel, then the rest of my sandal, followed by rear part of my stockinged leg. Finally after about 10 seconds, the whole of my foot was under water, laying on the bottom of the tub.
I repeated this process with the second leg, now my only dry attributes were my gloves, which I had not yet lowered into the water.
Oleg stood silently, wide-eyed and panting, watching my every move. His brow was sweating in his pants bulged his manhood.
“Don't just stand there like a lemon,” I broke the silence. “Come closer, stroke my legs, I want you to experience the feel of wet nylon? And give me a passionate kiss in appreciation of show I'm putting on for you.”
He did not need asking twice and a second later, he was on his knees in front of the bath, kissing me.
“Enjoy” I said“ falling back on the bottom of the tub and closed my eyes so as not to embarrass him, creating mayhem in water.
I placed my feet at his disposal and his fingers explored every centimeter of them, he stroked my arms which I raised out of the water and then dropped back again soaking my gloves. The palms of the hands were trying to squeeze under my elastic stocking, the feel of his hand on my naked skin was completely different to that through the nylon.
I gave him time to enjoy caressing my feet. It was so warm and cozy that I almost felt like sleeping, but soon the water began to cool and I began to feel cold.
“I'm cold,” I said, “let's get rid of this cold water and take a warm shower together.”
Oleg was wearing blue jeans with a wide brown belt and a black, lightweight sweater over, for some reason, a white T-shirt.
“In the clothes I'm wearing?” he asked
“Why not? ” I asked
Soon we stood together under the hot jets of water kissing. Oleg clung firmly to me and I did not resist. He gently squeezed his hands to my chest, then tried to kiss me through the wet dress.
“If my clothes are interfering, you can always remove them”
Buttons unbuttoned, I raised my hands up and Oleg has helped me lift the dress over my head.
“Maybe we should go into the bedroom” he suggested.
“No,” I replied, “here first,” I paused for a moment before adding,“ and then the bedroom.”
My mobile phone I began to play a melody. I looked at the screen, it was Elena.
“Hello dear, how did it go?” I heard.
“Just wonderful.” I boasted.
That is great! We continue as agreed. In a couple of hours I will be waiting for you at the dacha. We'll now we get together quickly and do as I promised.
By AlexKievUA
“Vic,” Oleg started, “I'm sorry, I do not know what came over me…”
Victoria: “You don't need to be sorry, you had nothing to do with it, That's how we are, Elena and I! I will try to explain everything? I'm sorry that I agreed to this, and will likely need to ask forgiveness of you.
“Let's not spoil this day, let's leave it at that, if you want, we can agree to come back to this conversation, and once again I'm sorry!”
Elena came back ten minutes later.
“Is this the dress you wanted to see?” she asked Oleg.
“Yes it is! It looks great on you.”
“Oleg, Will you forgive me and Vic for our tricks? Or will you continue to be angry? We are guilty, for this fault, you can throw the bad girls into the water, with your own hands. Do you aggree, Victoria?”
“At one hundred per cent” I confirmed, “Oleg Dear, do you want to punish the bad girls.?”
Oleg was very happy this turn of affairs, and a few minutes later, Elena and I were back in the water. We had pretended to resist him as he cast us into the pool, then with great pleasure joined us.
Again I enjoyed my wet clothes. Who would have thought that ordinary water when combined with my every day costumes and dresses could work such miracles.
Instantly back a good mood, and late in the evening we played in the swimming pool.
Alex had not seen his favorite girl for more than ten days, and was now in a hurry to meet her. As a diving instructor he often had to leave the city, but it was necessary to make a living, and though he didn't have much choice, he loved his job.
He liked to stay a long time in the water, swimming and diving, so the time he was absent was not spent in vain. He'd published an advert on the Internet, which had attracted two young, pretty attractive girls, who'd wanted to learn scuba diving.
They were two sisters, exact copies of each other, which created a lot of difficulties in which was Tatiana and which was Svetlana. They lived with their parents in a luxurious big house, and were not poor, and offered a good price for the lessons.
Id had not been a bad time, he'd earned a decent amount and now had the opportunity to realize one of his long-standing desires, and acquire a camera for underwater shooting.
It is this camera that he now carried to Elena's country house, hoping, not only to boast of its acquisition, but with the permission of the hostess, try it in the pool.
“And where have you been?” Asked Elena, hanging around his neck, “Why ddi you not answer my calls? I'm sure the girls were having fun!”
“And how did you know?” asked Alex, trying to catch her lips for a kiss.
“Come on, quickly tell all, Who?, Were? How many times?”
“Nothing like that, I love and want only you!”
“Well, Iwill still check and if I don'[t like what I see I will strangle you with my own hands.”
“And you? What have you been doing? How many boys have there been while I was away?”
“Only one. I spent the weekend with Victoria and Oleg.”
“Well, if the boy was Oleg, then I am happy.”
“And if we had kissed, what would you say?”
“If that happened it must have been on your initiative. I know Oleg, he would not behave that way. What will Vic say?…”
“I was with Vic, we were together with him” Elena said.
“Well, then now I'm envious of him”
“And why is that?”
“Kissing with such beautiful women, I would have not refused.”
“You boys and kissing, admit it, wouldn't you like to kiss with Victoria?”
“Why not?”
“Come on, I'll kiss for two! And then I can kiss kiss her for you, of course, if she's willing. Now, show me what you've spent your money on.”
“Here!” Alex proudly displayed the camera.
“Can you shoot with that under water?”
“Exactly!”
“Do you want to try it out?”
“Of course, that's why I brought it here.”
“Not so fast, I need to prepare first.”
“For what?”
“In the photographs and video clips I want to look like a real lady. So I need to dress accordingly.”
“You want to be in the water in a smart dress?”
“Yes, in a dress, and with high heeled shoes. What's the problem?”
“Not In principle, I've coached a groups of people on special training courses in swimming in clothes. These have included fully dressed girls. They are intended to provide the experience and skills in case you suddenly have to escape a ship afloat in distress. In some organizations this is a mandatory training program.”
“Have you also swum in the clothes?”
“Of course, many times. I'm the coach, and have to show and tell by example.“
“Well, then you won't mind dressing up and joining me! Then for you I will indulge every whim? Okay? Tell me, how would you react if I invite Victoria and Oleg? You'd have a great opportunity to take pictures with your camera, and not only of me. Do you want to make a video with Victoria too?“
“No problem, let them come. Just what will you offer entice them into the pool, fully clothed, for the filming? It will be interesting to see.”
“It is not necessary to lure them, they will agree happily, and then the four of us can have a great time.”
“How are you so sure of their agreement?”
“Yes, the three of us were relaxing here last weekend.”
“Wow! The three of you? Tell me more, please?”
“Is this an interrogation?”
“No, but I'm bursting with curiosity, how did you manage to drag Oleg and Victoria into the pool.”
“Over time, you learn not to rush things, we were planning something.”
“What event, what haven'y you told me?”
“You and Oleg have birthdays soon, three days difference does not count. So Vic and I planned to give you both a surprise. We wanted to organize the so-called wet party in my indoor pool.”
“If you told me now then what's the surprise?”
“But there is something I'll never tell you, and that will be a surprise!”
“I want to be surprised!”
Excellent! So we are agreed! I will tell Vic and Oleg there is a proposal next Saturday, don't say anything before hand.
There was a welcome for all next Saturday, the four old friends were gathered in one place at one time. Fate had divided them into two pairs. Victoria joined with Oleg and Elena with Alexander. Victoria and Elena, were as one, two best friends. Alexander and Oleg, the most loyal friends, always ready to help each other. Now they are going to celebrate the birthdays of Alexander and Oleg.
By mutual agreement, they had decided to hold a dinner party but with the dining table placed in the pool. It would be set up in such a way, that food and drink would be above the water, while the guests themselves sitting in the water in plastic chairs bottom set at the bottom of the pool.
All four of them loved the water and intended to be fully dressed in formal dresses and suits. From the outside, this might seem strange, that the friends had opted for this unusual bathing attire. But this was the least of their care, it is what they wanted and planned to have a lot of fun, and why not?
“Dear, beloved boys!” Said Elena, beginning of the official part of the party. “We would like to congratulate you on yout birthdays.“
One after the other, Elena and Vicki made long speechs of their wishes.
“We have prepared for you some colorful gift, the best gifts for boys, girls!!!”
“You mey prefer these gifts in less colourful packaging, or no packaging at all, when you receive your sweetheart. So we have decided to try a variety of packaging, purely for experiment, to change for some time presents some places!”
The boys looked at each other.
“We, in any case, do not force to unpack the gifts and get them off, do not remove the packaging.”
I asked Alex, “spend this evening with me, Victoria, and Elena take Oleg, Okay?”
Elena replied, “Absolutely, Oleg, look after me, and I will be your girlfriend, and Alex, you look after Victoria!”
The boys looked at each other again.
“Very interesting,” said Oleg, “And then what, is that all?”
“Listen quietly and not make hasty conclusions! We are not suggestin you swap partners and make love. We are not arranging group sex! That's the most important rule, No Sex!”
“Then we will listen carefully” said Alex.
Oleg continued, “What do you have in mind, we are very interested?”
“First of all, we want to remain good friends, and in any do not wish to encroach upon your sensibilities. Just the contrary, we want to strengthen our friendship. We want you feel free and at ease in our company. So that, without constraint, and without embarrassment, each of you could admire us for any part of our body. We hope that you enjoy how we look, are we right?”
“Oh sure! You're angels!“They nodded their heads in unison.
“And do you love us both?”
Again the boys gave affirmative answers and vows of never-ending love.
And what do with my girlfriend? Kiss and hug, Followed by a friendly response.
“And now we'll see how much you love us. We hope that you are true gentlemen, and that your hands will not wander anywhere inapproproate! Go into the pool room and wait for us there. We are going to powder our noses and join you in five minutes. You will have little time to think about our proposal.”
The boys went to the pool and sat beside the pool. The dining table was already covered with a white tablecloth, The ends of which floated on the water, soaked. Around the table, between the sections, were four plastic chairs. They were almost completely submerged with only the upper part of the backs peeping out of the water.
On the table the plates and glasses were neatly arranged. There wer two bottles of wine, and a variety of salads and sandwiches performing the role of snacks.
“What do you think about this idea?” Oleg started the conversation.
“The idea is interesting and to be honest, I like it,” replied Alex bluntly.
“Well, if you do not mind, then I agree, it is tempting and interesting.“
“It was necessary to come up with this! I, too, would agree, No offense?”
“No offense, bro!”
The two friends stood up and shook hands.
As we had promised, Elena and entered the into the pool room no later than five minutes after our boys. They sat in chairs, all so beautiful and quietly talked between themselves. Both in strict black suits, starched collars, and shining shoes.
And, for importance, neckties and handkerchiefs in the upper jacket pockets. What a lovely sight. We also did not lag behind in beauty.
I was dressed in an elegant velvet dress, the color of ripe cherries. My arms and shoulders remained completely bare, the skirt reaches the floor and down the right side there is a deep cut, which allows my legs to been seen when walking. On my hands I wear long gloves, the same color as the dress itself. Under the dress my slender legs are covered with flesh-colored stockings, and my feet are shod in black pumps heels of average height.
Elena had chosen to appear before the boys in her new pantsuit, which she recently bought. The suit was sewn from shiny satin aqua and sat on her it was simply amazing. Her feet were shod in high leather boots, with brilliant lightning and high thin pin.
“Well boys, are you ready to receive their gifts?“ Elena asked.
“Like what you see? I added, you don't have to wait.?“
Alex picked me up in his arms, and announced ” This is my gift!
“And here's mine” said Oleg taking Elena by the arms and raising her off the floor, “You made an excellent choice!”
“We believe you will enjoy these gifts we have prepared for you ! You can put us down now and lead us out to the table, we were a bit hungry.”
Oleg and Alex dropped us gently, and taking our arm led us the stairs. We did not hurry, so as not to cause the waves, and sat down together at the table.
The water was warm, and to feel it slowly rising up our clothing is a great pleasure.
The boys helped us to sit in our chairs and pushed them to the table. Then they sat down at the table themselves. The water level in now they were in the armchairs reached up to his chests.
Now the only dry parts of our clothes are the hands and the tops of the dresses. we poured the wine into the glasses and took turns to make toast, congratulating us on our birthday. This was followed by another toast, for a meeting, for love and for put beauty.
After that decided to remove a table and chairs from the pool and perform a little dance in the water. Being so deep in the water meant we could not move quickly so the dance and music was slow. But we were in no hurry as we spun around in the water. Leter we became a little tired and we decided to go ashore to take a break.
But Alex, suddenly remembered his purchase, and for half an hour chased me and Elena from the water and back again. We assume that the official part was successful.
“Yes, let's take a little break. You can finally get rid of your jackets and ties, or if you want, you can totally change. We will leave you alone for a while, but do not relax too much, and do not worry, we will be back soon!“
We left the boys alone wrapped in warm blankets, we have prepared a precaution, and rushed back to the country house.
“And the boys seem to be becomming a little accustomed, your Oleg almost safe to kiss me.”
“And Alex remaind brave, you are very lucky with him.”
“And what, you are not lucky with Oleg?”
“Yes we are both is lucky! Simply, The are a bit shy, but otherwise are at the highest level.”
“Well, we'll have to fix it,” Elana smiled.
We got rid of our wet clothes and dried ourselves with a towel.
We had prepared our second outfits in advance, we both, put thin black panties, that covered only our private parts, leaving our bum cheeks completely bare. We used only two colors: red and black.
We divided two pairs of stockings so that each got one leg of each color. We did not wear suspender belts, instead the stockings had elastic tops to hold them up. We dress the same way, with sharp nosed shoes, divided into the same two colours. Both pairs had high heels and were fixed onto our legs with a thin strap.
On top of each of us dressed in a short black nylon cardigan with long sleeves. Our attire was finished by red pleated mini skirts and identical Dina vests, covered, but clearly visible, through the thin nylon cardigans, fastened with two shiny buttons.
“I think the boys like these outfits,“ said Elena confidently, “No doubt, they will be drooling!”
Finished with their dressing they wrapped themselves again in their blankets and returned to the pool.
The boys had not lost time. Their suits had been removed and now they were both dressed in blue jeans, the only difference being that Alex was wearing a white T-shirt, while Oleg waa in black. Their patent leather shoes had been replaced by more comfortable soft leather.
“What are you wearing right now?”
“Yes, open those blankets!”
They did not want to wait to find out what we hide from them.
“We're did not dress up! We have only these blankets and shoes. Do you refuse to swim naked with us?”
The boys even opened their mouths in astonishment.
“Are you serious? Should we get naked too?”
“Well, if you want, and you can undress” said Elena in a deadpan tone,
“Let's see what you are made of boys” I added
We wanted to know them better so and I asked: Well, “which one of you is the bravest?” asked Elena, “Whoever opens the blanket first can takes us into the water?”
Alex turned out to be the braver and whipped off my blanket. Seconds later, Oleg turned Elena. We laughed out loud. Tey bought it! One - nil in favor of the girls !!!
“How do you like our dress?”I asked.
“Yes, I want to hear your compliments”, my friend added.
The boys once again assured us that we were the best, the very best, snd that they were ready to take us up in their arms to carry us.
“Good idea!” Said Elena, “If you are ready, take our our hands, lift us in your arms and carry us into the inviting warm water.”
“And try not to to drop us on the way. I added.”
Alex picked me up and walked cautiously toward the pool. Behind him walked Oleg, with Elena in his hands carrying her towards to pool. he sank waist-deep in the water and I felt the water beginning to soak through my skirt to my ass as my booty disappeared under the water and after a few seconds the water reached my shoes.
Then the water reached my knees, dressed in the red and black stockings. Finally my short vest became wet and the only thing dry was the one hand that hugged the neck of Alex.
Again I closed my eyes, I could feel the whole of my body being gently embraced and caressed by my wet clothes. It was so good and nice that I even forgot I was being carried in someone's arms.
By AlexKievUA
"You can put me down when we get a bit deeper" I said softly to Alex, "just a little more, then you can submerge me".
I looked over to Elena and Oleg, who were next to us. At that moment Elena was in Oleg's arms as he lowered her into the water.
I silently nodded to her, then, with both hands wrapped around Alex's neck, I pushed off from the bottom and he grabbed my legs at waist level.
"Shall we dance?" I smiled.
Alex's reaction was instantaneous. His hands, immediately appeared on my ass, supporting me, not letting me fall.
"I'm sorry", he said, embarrassed, almost in a whisper.
"I would not say no to a light massage", I smiled
"All right, boys, you are clearly doing well with the massages, we are convinced, now let's find out which of you is the better kisser?"
"I propose a contest for the best kiss!, the most delicate and the longest !!!"
Alex touched my lips, and we are united in a long kiss.
"Well, something like that" I barely managed to say, out of breath.
"You need to remind me of our favorite kiss", Elena announced.
We lowered our feet back on the bottom of the pool, and swapped partners. Now I'm hanging around the neck of Oleg and Elena is around Alex's.
Oleg kissed me passionately, trying not to break off for as long as possible.
"Well, ladies, which of us won?" asked Alex.
"We have not yet decided", Elena winked at me.
"We must compare once more", I added.
Again I kissed Alex and then Oleg.
"Boys, you are great kissers! So, you both win!" They both smiled and looked happy.
"Girls, can we ask an indiscreet question? Your costumes, the colors are not matched? Why do you have one foot in black stockings, and the other in red. Is that fashionable now?"
"Ask away! We did it on purpose. If you do not like our clothes this way then you must rearrange them to make us look the way you want. And to complicate your task we will disguise ourselves here in the pool."
"So, your task is to remove from each of us one stocking, and replace it on the other so that the colors match. Who, Which, decide for yourselfs."
The joy of boys knew no limit as they happily began to perform the task. One shot it all on video while the other was making a tour of our legs.
Most enjoyable, it was not necessary for me to do anything, and I gave in to my feelings. It was nice to feel the wet nylon being removed from my legs, and it took all all their skills to replace to the other stocking. How he removed from foot one shoe, and a little later replaced it with the other.
Eventually, after their hard work, Elena and I were back in different pairs of stockings, but now they have been swapped, so on the leg, which once was black, now appeared red and vice versa so they still didn't match. But the boys were not embarrassed, they were proud of themselves and are very happy, despite the fact that they had done a lot of diving.
After completing our redressing the boys asked us to climb out of the pool so that they could evaluate their work. We praised them as much as we could, it is their holiday and we want them to get as much joy as possible.
Then we suggested a water battle. We each saddled our steed, sitting on his shoulders and the the boys held our legs so that we would not fall. First, unable to withstand my attack with Alex, Elena went under water, dragging Oleg of his feet. Then, they took revenge on us, and I was under water with Alex.
Tired, we dropped from the boys shoulders into the water. W seated the boys in two of the underwater chairs before sitting in their laps with our backs to them. It was much softer and more pleasant than sitting directly in the chairs. The only hard part is the manhood of Alex, which has long been ready to jump out of his pants.
Everyone had a glass of wine in their hands and we made a silent toast, just to enjoy the taste of wine and the lively music.
From the alcohol, I had forgotten whom I was sitting on and twisted my shoulders and ass as I bounced softly to the music. Such torture, Alex, of course, could not endure for long and he began to breathe heavily with his hand lying on my leg. My fingers squeezed his leg and he twitched and gasped loudly.
Then I felt bad, realizing what had happened, Alex had been unable to stop. I squeezed my legs together and painfully bit my lower lip, but the heat wave had already spread throughout his body.
I relaxed and my head fell on Alex's shoulders, his hands just hung down. Face flushed I thought about opening my eyes to see what Oleg and Elena were doing at this moment, but I did not have the heart.
But, to my surprise, I heard a commotion on the nearby chair. The sounds I heard seconds later left me in no doubt that they were reliving the experience of what had passed between me and Alex.
This was not part of our plan.
The music finished playing and almost complete silence reigned int the room. We heard only the splashing of small waves on the pool wall and the so slight humming of the motor pumping water through the filters.
General silence, unanimously we decided not to discuss it, no issues and grievances were raised, we are all adults and everyone understands it. We looked into each other's eyes. I'm in Elena's eyes, and she is in mine.
"Vicky, there's blood flowing from your lip. L's have a all drink, I have some left, Alex?" Elena broke the silence.
"I have a strong constitution and I did not drank a lot, maybe a couple of liters." said Alex.
Well then, I am calm, and he looks tired. Strange, since a couple of minutes ago he was puffing like a steam engine! And my, how? I hope he will not have to blush? Well, your true gentleman! First lady did well, and he enjoyed it.
Elena and began to laugh, and then we were joined by Alex and Oleg. The situation returned normal and this topic was not mentioned again.
"Boys, Vicky and I have to leave you alone briefly. I think we have left an iron turned on back in the house, we have to go and check. There's a shower cubicle in the corner if you are interested. And quietly, and behave, we want no black eyes or broken noses."
Feeling guilty Elana said "Let's go back, let's check!"
"Drown!" I threatened them.
Wrapped in blankets, our salvation, Elena and I returned to the country house.
"I'm sorry", I began, "I could not stop".
"And you, forgive me, I'm no better. The main thing that they liked it", Elena said, hugging me, "I'm so glad that I have you!"
Kissing her, I said "And I love you too!".
We began our third dressing. It involved a complete change of underwear with thin silk panties, almost completely covering our asses. We each donned a pair of flesh-colored tights and replaced our black nylon tops with white T-shirts.
Elana then pulled on tall denim leather boots with a firm sole and heel, held in place by a long leather strap, located along the entire height of the rear portion of the boot.
They were beautiful, I was surprised. "You want them to get wet too?"
"I have them to wear, not just for bragging rights".
Her outfit was completed by a denim mini skirt and jacket, made of the same material as the boots. The whole ensemble was of the traditional blue denim color.
My outfit consisted of the usual tight jeans and jacket, the same colour as Elena's. On my feet I had black knee-length leather boots, with a zipper on the inside leg and my ever present, unchanging, high heels.
Returning to the boys, we found them sitting on chairs in the pool, talking about something quietly between themselves.
"Well, boys, we've changed, how do we look? Come quickly confess to us that you have strong love and appreciate our beauty and appeal!"
The boys jumped up and their eyes hungrily ate us up, providing compliments enough for a couple of minutes.
If you are planning on coming into the water wearing those outfits, we are ready for you", Oleg assured us.
"And if you do not mind, I'd like to capture it for posterity!", Alex said smiling.
"That would be great", Elana assured them.
"And you will have one more surprise", I added mysteriously.
"Another one!", Alex was surprised.
"And we still do not know how this will go", I said to him.
"What have you prepared this time", Oleg asked.
"Behave yourself and you'll find out. In the meantime you can take a photo or shoot a video.
They decided to approach the task, seriously. Alex using his swimming skills,would implement the underwater part of the shooting. He the video camera with a baloon like device full of air and went under water. Oleg got to perform the aerial survey.
Elena decided to sit first. Slowly and gracefully she proceded step by step, down the stairs, Her boots, slowly getting wet, hiding in the water. Followed by the visible part of her tights, then over a little time, the skirt and jacket were under water too. Elena tucked her feet and her head went under water. She swam under water and emerged on the far edge of the pool.
She took a deep breath, ducked under and pushed her feet off the pool bottom and tried to jump out of the water like a dolphin. The sight was breathtaking. I was eager to do the same.
It was my turn to get wet.
I intended to repeat Elena's program, with some small changes. Most of all I wanted to enjoy the feeling of getting wet more than just posing in front of two cameras. But, for the sake of the boys I had to combine business with pleasure.
When the shooting ended, I had time to enjoy how my wet nylon tights rubbed on my jeans. To experience how slowly the waterproof leather boots filled up, and to savour the light massage from swimming in a denim jacket.
The boys finished shooting, and demanded from us their surprise.
"Would you enjoy a wet T-shirt competition?" I asked our friends Oleg and Alex.
"Sure would!!!" "We'd just adore it!!!"
"And why" I wanted to know.
"Because through the wet T-shirts see everything!" Alex answered as directly as always.
"Wow! And have you seen this? Where? When? With whom?" Elena heaped on the questions to poor Alex.
Yes, they are everywhere, I have not watched. Once you have prepared such a contest I hope to see everything here! At this point Elena discouraged him from going into detail.
"And you, Oleg", she threw out another question.
"Yes Oleg, It's not good to remain silent. Quickly lay out what you want to see?", I demanded.
"I hope to see your beautiful breasts!" Alex blurted out before averting his eyes.
"Well, yes, that", Oleg nodded.
"At least one boldly confessed!" Elena smiled, rejoicing in her heart that it was her Alex.
"Well, daredevil, dare. Our tops have been wet for a long time and are waiting for your opinions! With whom will you start? I propose you begin with Victoria."
We were still at deep portion of the the pool, Alex, pushing through the water to reach me.
"Well, I wonder what is under my blouse?" I asked, looking him in the eye. He weathered the look and began to unfasten my jacket buttons
He opened the jacket and turned his attention down to my chest. Under the jacket, he saw my breasts, barely covered by my completely wet and now transparent top.
"Well?", I asked, "What do you see?"
"Your beautiful" he whispered, not knowing what to do next, move, or continue to stare. I took him a long kiss.
Now, Oleg processed towards Elena. He was trying to behave decently, but faced with such beauty, could not resist for long and lost the fight. Soon, they blown away completely, along with the roof.
After a while we removed our jackets completely and allowed the boys a few liberties before replacing them.
The holiday came to an end. We were all a bit tired, not only physically, but also mentally. We'd had enough excitement for one day.
But the boys, as always were curious.
"What other clothes clothes do you have?"
"As we can see them?"
"We still have a lot of dresses, you'll get to see them, but not all at once, and not today"
And if we model all our dresses and you have still not had enough you always have the chance to give us new ones. And we will be happy to soak them for you.
P.S. This work is my first attempt at writing. Do not judge too strictly. I plan in the future is still a series of stories with these characters.
Kiev. 2013
By AlexKievUA
The gloomy gray building sits behind a high fence, with iron bars on all the windows and a small blue plate sprinkled with golden lettering declaring "The first psychiatric clinic". It's funny! Where in this small town would you place a second, third or more? It was probably built with huge plans for the future.
There is a rough wooden studded entrance door which had been varnished sometime in the past, and underfoot, a metallic grate for dirt. The handle was polished diagonally, indicating that the institution is visited frequently.
Near the door, trampled an indecisive young man who had came here with his problems, but had not yet decided to enter. The winter frost prevails, and with his breath condensing in the cold air the guy quickly disappears behind a creaking door. It is a small dark lobby lit by only one dim light bulb.
In the depths there is a large glass window, where a grandmother, in a white robe, sits and stares at the TV. The young man comes to the window, and gently taps a finger on the glass.
"I would like to see a doctor" he says in a low voice.
The old woman take a couple of seconds off from the TV and gives him a little crumpled voucher on which are painted by hand three digits 696. Her finger points the way before she turns back to the TV. The guy looks in the indicated direction.
To the side, at eye level, hangs an information stand with a single piece of paper attached to a rusty key.
It turns out that to get an appointment, you need to make a "voluntary" contribution of the specified amount to the hospital's fund. Downstairs there is a small postscript, which states the final amount of the fee, set by the doctor.
On the door to the office, hangs another plate of gray brushed metal. This plate has an engraving, which makes it clear that behind this door awaits the professor himself, Rabinovich.
The boy timidly knocks on the door.
"Yes Yes! Come in" - he can hear her cheerful voice.
It is a bright and spacious office. In the middle is a massive oak table with a green tablecloth. On the right, a large leather sofa and a single armchair. On the other side are lined cabinets with smart books and folders spread out with archival documents.
Underfoot is a soft fleecy carpet with beautiful pattern.
"Well my friend, welcome", the doctor spreads into a wide smile, and puts aside a broken pencil.
"You see, Professor, I have nightmares. Sleep is simply impossible! And I I have to get up for work at six in the morning!"
"Calm down, dear. Sit down a minute on the sofa. So good. You can even lie down. Do not hesitate, I know what I'm doing. Excellent! Now close your eyes and breathe deeply a couple of times. Have you calmed down?"
"Perfect! Now, tell me all about it. Everything is important, even the most subtle details.
"Are you sure, Doc? All the details?"
"Of course! After all, so I can understand your problem quickly. Let's start with the most simple. What's your name and how old are you?"
"Basil. In two weeks I turn thirty."
"Only thirty ?! And to celebrate your birthday you decide to visit our institution ?! Excuse me. So you say you recently married?"
"I did not say that", Indignant, Basil opened his eyes.
"Well, of course you did not say it, but you are married, aren't you?"
"I had a girlfriend. Now I live all alone."
"So it's great! Think about it, you can now do what you want to. You had one girlfriend, do you want another.
"As long as we lived together, I did not even think about what has brought me to this couch."
"In my opinion the sofa here has everything to do with it. It is a wide, soft, and does not creak. Do you find it comfortable?"
"And so, let's continue! So you are now living all alone? You have not got a girlfriend, and you suffer from it?"
"You know, Doc, uring the day, it's OK, but when I go to bed and try to sleep, I have nightmares."
"Hmm! Something terrible? With huge claws and teeth? Are you afraid of ghosts?"
"No, really! Just the opposite! I dream of girls! Mostly not beauties, but without fangs and wings. Long-haired blondes or brunettes with magnificent breasts and shapely legs."
"Interesting! Very interesting! What do you, may I ask, find terrible in this ? Are they not beautiful dreams?"
Yes, the point is, Doc! I wake up in a cold sweat, and I have cold feet.
"Cold feet, why? I do not understand!"
"It's simple, the blanket rises upward and my feet are freezing."
"Excuse me, my dear. And who pulls the blanket off you at night? You are alone in the room!"
"I do", Basil gets nervous in front of the professor, "After these dreams, my dick gets as hard as iron and pulls up the blanket!"
"Seriously!!" says the surprised Professor. "Sorry, I was not thinking, have you tried sleeping on your stomach?"
"I've Tried, it does not help. I still wake up lying on my back."
OK. Tell me of your dream, and then we will decide what to do next
"I dream of a beautiful girl…"
"Every time one and the same?"
"No Doc, every night someone different. Are you recording this?"
"Naturally! It is necessary to look deeper into your problem. Continue."
"Imagine Doc, a narrow walk-in shower, fullly fitted with shiny black tiles. On the far wall a chrome tube connected to a huge shower head."
"Great, how big? Every detail is important"
At least twenty centimeters. If this is so important there is a raound wheel, which apparently regulates water. A square snow-white trough is built into the floor. And standing alone is a bright purple shampoo bottle.
Suddenly a girl appears, she goes ahead and begins to rotate the wheel trying to heat the water.
"Are you embarrassed her naked appearance? has she not even covered herself with a towel?"
"No, Doc! She did not need a towel, she was fully clothed!"
"So, what's so surprising? She be making sure there is hot water before preparing a bath.
"There is no bath! just the usual square shower, as in the old apartments."
"Let us suppose that's the case. What is she wearing? What of her clothes, can you remember?"
"Heels! You know, twelve centimeters, no less, brilliant lacquer shoes with high soles. The straps on the backs of shoes, entwined a couple of times around the leg and tied a bow."
"And nothing else? Describe the details."
"Her black stockings have red seam down the back and some sort of pattern on the side. The skirt, just above the knees, is made of thick fabric."
"Excuse me, my friend. Why did you say that she was wearing stockings? In your own words her skirt was not so short."
"Doc! Well, listen to the story and you will understand, if you show a little patience!"
"Excuse me. I am interested in the detail, for clarity of the picture. Continue."
So, Doc. Raise your eyes higher. In addition she is wearing a white blouse with long sleeves, through which are clearly visible the two red bowls that hide her breasts.
"Even so! Really interesting! I think I understand, she slowly began to unbutton her blouse, and this gets you excited?"
"No doc, no guessing!!" She began to placed her legs in the shower water!"
"I do not understand! Still in her clothes, you're saying? They will become very wet! What does she do next?"
"I'm telling you. She takes a shower, the whole stream poured down her legs, first one leg and and then the other. She waters them very carefully for a long time, watching as the water pours out of her overflowing shoes. She leans forward, stroking her hand up and down the soaked nylon admiring the embroidered pattern."
"Interesting case. Where she real I would recommend that she came to our clinic."
"Imagine doc. I am only a meter away from her and can see everything with my own eyes. I can hear her rapid breathing over the noise of running water."
"Yes Yes. Please continue."
"On her face, I see a smile. Imagine, Doc, she is doing this for pleasure. Probably thinking that just wetting her feet is too little, she begins to pour water over her skirt. Picking up the shower jet and aiming it down the fron and sides."
"Tell me, smell, do you think she smelled of alcohol and was drunk?"
"Nothing like that! Only the raw air and the delicate aroma of her perfume."
"Grass, drugs?"
For pity's sake, doc, how would I know? It's just one of my dreams".
"I would not call it a nightmare! Why do I not dream such dreams? Does she get completely wet?"
"Oh yeah! An indescribable spectacle! After finishing with her skirt, she hangs the shower head back on the wall and steps under the stream offering her back to the water."
"So she's soaking her back, What happened next?"
"She steps further back, the water already soaking her back reaches her hair and runs down her chest, turning her blouse completely transparent."
"But, as you put it, there were two red bowls? Did they also got wet?"
"Oh yes, they do, becoming much brighter in the process."
"Further!"
"And then she really started to unbutton. One, two, three. Her blouse was unbuttoned and she removed it completely."
"Perfect! What a good night's sleep!"
"You really think so? She takes the blouse and carelessly drops right over her feet, covering her sodden shoes. Then with one leg bent at the knees, she reaches behind for her bra clasp.
"Delicious! Go on!"
She turns back to me, and removes from the bra from her chest revealing her bust, the she lets it fall on top of the abandoned blouse. Pulling up to the top of her skirt, she loosened the clasp and slowly pulled the zip down, then lowered the skirt, leaving it hanging from her hips.
"What a pity, I thought she would let it fall to her feet. What happened next?"
"She showed off her panties, their top was red, matching the bra. The skirt dropped, and was now only covering the girl's knees. Leaning down, she retrieved her blouse and put it back on again, refastening the buttone except for the top one."
"No! I strongly protest!" said the outraged professor. "You have concealed from me some important information! This will negatively affect your treatment."
"I tell it like it is", Basil said loudly.
"Let's say you're not lying." She turned to face me. "That is so much better! What happened next?, I will listen carefully to your story."
"For about five minutes she just stands in the shower with her eyes closed, with the water just pouring over her. Remember I talked about the shampoo bottle? She took it and opened it and squeezed all the over herself. Allover her skirt and blouse and not sparing the striped stocking on her legs
"When the bottle is empty, she rubs her hands allover herself. Her skirt, stockings and shoes, have become completely white, and soon she turned into a foam covered lump. The entire cabinet was covered with sizzling foam. There were multi-colored bubbles which grow and burst before the eyes, turning back into lather."
In the study, there was a sharp click and a small black button flew to the ceiling, crossed the floor, and then rolled under the table. As you can see doc, I'm telling you the truth. See for yourself, such torment, even my pants can not stand it.
"I sympathize", said the professor, looking on as her client released his pants. "If you want, I can get you a blanket".
"Do not worry doctor, I have said almost everything."
"It's a pity! So what is the end of your dream? Does she wash off the lather?"
"Yes, she spent a very long time without moving until all the foam disappeared down a small drain. She hung shower back in its place, and wrung out her skirt a little."
"Strange. You have not said anything about towels. How long would she have to stand for all that water to drain from her soaked clothes?"
"A very long time, but for all that time I can admire her. It seemed I could just reach out and be able to touch her fresh wet body. Place my hand on her leg and feel the pleasant wet cloth, and Re-tie the naughty bow of her shoes on her leg."
"So so so. Here you need to seriously consider. This is the first time I have heard such a story, I'll need to show my notes to my colleagues.
"And you know what, darling. I think you need a woman! Yes! one like the girl from your nightmare. Do you have a girlfriend, a wife? I think already asked that. You cannont solve the problem by yourself, do you understand what I'm saying? Have you tried paid services? Oh, no money, of course.
"Let's proceed as follows. Here is your button, at the end of the corridor there is a door. Tell them I sent you and you will be given a needle and thread. Sew your button back on before you go home, or you'll freeze the entire economy. I'll see you in a week in the same office. You do not have to take a number. I want to hear your other dreams, and I think we can handle your problem. Have a nice day, goodbye."
By AlexKievUA
In the rainy season, the hotel is usually only a third full. This time of year is not popular among young people, those are mainly the elderly and lonely people, who for some reason prefer to be alone and come for solitude . Sometimes, there are interesting people, men or women, eager for a short time to have a love story, and after a couple of weeks, disappear from the hotel, freeing up their rooms for other guests.
It makes no sense to describe all the advantages of the hotel, it is enough that it is very comfortable and quiet. There is a bar with a large selection of different snacks and drinks, open around the clock seven days a week, including holidays.
There is a swimming pool with underwater lighting and a diving board. Almost the entire floor is covered with soft carpets and a lot of greenery scattered around in wooden pots.
Nearly in the middle of the night the bartender is bored, rubbing with a cloth the already brilliant rack. At the far table a lone visitor is working at his computer. No one else. Barely audible soft music is playing and there is the humming of an annoying fly.
The visitor is a man of about thirty, thirty-five, in a nondescript gray suit, similar to the usual hacks typed on the keyboard your next cheap novel. He smokes a cigarette for the fifth, blowing smoke at the ceiling, contemplating a new phrase for his hero. Roman, and obviously not getting stalled. The writer finishes the contents of his glass and leans back in his chair, in the hope that his muse will visit today.
Instead, at the edge of the ear, he hears the familiar sound of a women's heels, and in his field of vision appears a blonde. He rubs his eyes, which sting and hurt his leg. Surprisingly, this is not a dream! The girl does not dissolve into the air and she keeps walking in his direction.
Well, almost. At his side she continues walking past him, throws an extremely large white towel noto the back in his chair and not stopping continues to the side of the pool.
The man, looked sadly at his empty glass. Well, of course, the towel was not for him, apparently, in the darkness of the bar she had simply not noticed him. His mood spoiled, "To hell with these stories", another drink, and then to sleep.
He walks over to the bar and the bartender takes the empty glass.
"Tell me, my friend, who is that beauty in a red bathing suit?"
"Sorry, but we do not give information about our customers. A double?"
The man gets out of the inside pocket of his worn wallet and looks at its contents. He pulls out a twenty, and puts it on the counter. The bartender immediately pulls out a cloth and begins to polish the surface in the habitual movement. Shaking dust rag, fold it in two, and sets aside, the twenty has disappeared into the folded rag.
"Her name is Ann. She's a little crazy. I can advise you a better option."
The writer gets another bill from his wallet and shows its face value bartender. With the help of a magic cloth and magician skill bartender again dissolves it into thin air.
This is her fourth year, she's 32, arrived a week ago and stays in room 314, resting. Every night, at this time ahe appears here, jumping from the tower and takes a long swim in the pool. She drinks only fresh juices and coffee. She loves sweets, but try to keep yourself in their hands.
She is single, very sociable and without complexes. Often adheres to the customers. And of course, I have never said that.
"And why, a little crazy?"
"You will need to see for yourself to understand. I'm used to her, and do not pay attention."
While the bartender shared prohibited information, she had been around the pool, and had time to climb the steep stairs to the highest platform and stop at its very edge.
She clasped her hands together and raised them up. Then she began to lean forward, pushed his feet, and made the fatal jump down. However, it can not really be called a fatal, because in this case no one has died.
The girl, masterfully entered head down, almost spatter-free, into the water. And the only thing that the writer had noticed was the flash of her red shoes.
The Writer completely forgot about his drink and the bartender. He left his uncovered laptop as he jumped up and ran to the pool.
She almost reached the bottom before making underwater somersault, straightened up, and almost touching the bottom of the pool swam along to the far stairs.
Taking himself in hand, and making sure that everything is all right, he returned to the bar and drank his prepared beverage, tool her towel off his chair and went to meet her.
"Why are you looking at me like that? Never seen bathing woman before? And thanks for the towel, you brought it just in time."
"You look gorgeous. This is the point. Your shoes…"
"You also pay attention to them? How do you like them? the heel is not too high for me, is it?"
"They really look great on your feet, but with your swimsuit…"
"With my swimsuit, what's wrong? In my opinion they are all right, or do you not like the colour?"
The swimsuit is really not meant for swimming, and its coloring did not play a special role. The long sleeves, covered the girls arms, giving him the opportunity to look at the palm of her hands with long, slender fingers. The fabric was dense, and looked like a normal silk. The rainbow colored leotard was exactly the same shape as her body and her legs were hidden under a layer of colorless nylon, which now glistened by the action of water, reflecting the dim light coming from the bar.
"No, with your bathing suit, everything is in order. It hides virtually your entire body."
"You're right. This swimsuit is not suitable for swimming, but I did not want to go up to my room and change my clothes."
"I assume that you were visiting a gym, another explanation I can not think of."
"Yes, indeed, where I did a few exercises, which is why I decided to cool off in the pool."
"Forgive my curiosity, but is it comfortable to play sports at such high heels?"
Of course, it is inconvenient, I rented gym shoes for my exercises, but when I try to walk without my heels, I always think that I will fall backwards, and there will nothing I can do about it. And if I'd gone barefoot on the cold floor would you have paid me the attention to bring me my towel?
The man had a smile on his face. It really was true, it was because of those heels that he'd noticed her sudden appearance.
"Good. But why expose yourself to risk by climbing to the top? It must be quite tricky?"
"In fact it is very scary, everytime, to jump from that height."
She gave the man an appraising look, and apparently took a decision. She wrapped herself in her towel, and said:
"I'm cold. If you still have questions, I can answer them elsewhere. I hope you already know where to find me? And hurry. After several hours the morning comes. And in the morning, I love to sleep."
She turned on her thin heels and went to the exit. Less than a minute later all that remained from her was a puddle of water and the faint scent of her perfume.
The man returned to the bar and asked how much he owed.
"You paid enough. If you decide to go for it, then grab a juice that's it. It is unfortunate that you were not here last night."
"Why?" asked the surprised writer.
"She was all in black. That is her favorite outfit."
"I think it's fixable. Goodbye, I'm in a hurry"