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by Rweter
8.68 million ... " Phew !!! " A quiet, desperate sigh went over Tanja's lips as the selling price of "Tthe Lorelei", a studio villa by the Zurich Gold Coast. This was the most expensive property that Tanja had handled since her early days at Kuehne & Son (a well-known brokerage firm in Switzerland). Tanja was a career woman through and through.
After her architecture degree and all her diplomas in the art of property she clearly rose above the 12 other applicants and got the job at Kuehne & Son. The company was the ultimate springboard for her career as a Society broker.
Tanja was using this to make her name, but in an enormously competetive environment, she found it more than unnerving. 15 hour days were common.
It was settled on the bonus principle, whoever made the most sales at the end the year got very big chance move to the front, the more expensive the houses the more profit! The most expensive were the villas, but, of course, these were also the most difficult bring to the buyers.
And now selling this crazy villa would get her on the table and could probably catapult her the top. But if she screws this big deal she could be starting from scratch.
Therefore, Tanja was more than aware of what was at stake. She would probably have to pull all the aces from up her sleeves to get to a sale. Some of her work colleagues, of course, had the same goal of getting to the top. They would not exactly be squeamish and would go to talk with one or the other well-healed gentlemen still in the frame for the final deal.
Tanja however refrained from such actions, especially since she was a real career woman and wouldn't stoop to their low levels.
The next few days were sobering for Tanja. She would make an appointment to show the expensive villa but it seemed to only come as far as the desk of your neighbor Alexandra, who got to show the potential buyer the land before you.
Alexandra was a bimbo, arrogant and always dressed very provocatively. Unfortunately, she also seemed to succeed with her cheap fashion and silicone breasts, because her annual figures were close behind yours.
"That little bitch!" Tanja whispered quietly. Well, Alexandra had the appointment with the customer, she still can arrange to set a good mood on the way home. Somewhat later Tanja tidied her desk and made her way home for her well-deserved leisure time.
Her loft appartment was about 10 minutes away from her work, so it was only natural that she covered the distance on foot instead of being struggling through the trafficby bus or by car. Even as she left the the big glazed company dungeon Tanja heard a slight rumble."
"The weather report didn't mention a thunderstorm?" Muttered Tanja, a bit puzzled, and her thoughts ran towards Birkenstrasse where her cozy apartment and refreshing shower waited for her! It was a pleasant summer evening and the thermometer still showed round 22 degrees. Tanja ventured a look into the sky, covered by warped by black clouds, and at the same moment the first raindrops started falling.
Immediately she noticed how the shoulders of her bright purple jacket were the first to catch the drops. Just as she was thinking that she would struggle to reach her apartment completely dry, the intensity went up a level and within a minute it was pouring with rain.
Tanja realised that for the next 500 meters there was absolutly no shelter of any kind, that would offer even the slightest protection from the rain, and in her slight heeled shoes she was not equiped to run a sprint, so she was destined to get soaked, hopeless.
"Oh great! a fitting end to this shitty day !!" Tanja swore.
The pouring rain had already completely soaked the shoulders of her jackets and Tanja could feel the first drops of moisture seeping into her lightweight black satin top. For a moment, Tanja tried to speed up a step, but this just meant that more rain fell onto the legs of her purple pants. She could already feel the water soaking through the material of her pants into her champagne brown stockings.
The jacket, which had now completely transformed from its originall bright to a much darker shade, stuck to her shoulders and pressed down on her body. Her black satin top, now soaked too, was clinging tightly to her skin and the heavy soggy jacket gave her the feeling of being pulled into the ground.
Tanja's dripping blond hair lead her to believe that she was probably already as wet as she would have been if she'd stepped, wearing all her clothes, into the shower.
As she couldn't get any wetter she might as well save time by running even faster. With each step Tanja noticed her fine suit darkening more and more and could feel the the cool water slowly trickling into her underwear! The long pants knitted together and stuck to her tights. Everywhere wrinkles formed on the fabric of the suit and the water ran straight down her tights and collected in her brand new shoes! The shoe leather clung tightly to her stockinged feet, gaving her the feeling of wading in a pond.
The cold rainwater had now completely soaked all her clothes and Tanja dissolved into a frosty shiver. She wanted to quickly get home and just enjoy a warm shower!
Tanja reached her apartment door. "Home at last!" She sighed with relief and slipped elegantly from her leather shoes which must have shrunk at least one size from the soaking. The bathroom was just around the corner, so she did not have to walk through her living room, with its fine art wood floor, with her dripping wet clothes.
Tanja hastily turned on the shower and it quickly warmed. To test the temperature she placed her arm under the flow and felt the warm trickle down her purple sleeve. One final adjustment of the regular and the temperature was perfect.
Still shivering she needed to get into the shower as quickly as possible into the shower. "Why bother undressing?" she thought, "it'll only waste time", so she stepped, still wearing her complete office outfit, under the spray of the shower.
Again the water ran through her entire outfit, soaking each piece of clothing in turn. Gorgeously the warm water crawled into every still cold fiber, and her clothes adhered to her skin as before. It was a truely strange feeling. On one hand Tanja was stood in the shower still completely dressed in her beautiful trowser suit, but on the other hand she enjoyed the experience of the warm water cascading over her whole body.
Everything stuck to her and she couldn't decide whether showering fully clothed, with her totally soaked, outfit feeling like a second skin, was pleasant or disturbing. Anyway it was crazy!
After the last parts of her clothes had soaked Tanja's body Tanja remained for some time under the jets, enjoying the warm water flowing through her clothes, but after a while she finally felt warm and peeled off the individual pieces of clothing and finished off by drying herself.
In the end she had enjoyed this to the fullest!
The next morning started for Tanja anything but good! She had the not set clock after yesterday's more or less involuntary shower experience. The result was that she woke up a whole hour later than she originally planned. Normally Tanja laid out the clothes she wanted to wear for the day ahead at the office or at the customer's the night before. The purple pantsuit she could forget, of course, as this was still wet on the edge of the bathtub!
Tanja catches her closet door and rummages. She quickly decidesd on a nearly knee length knitted dress, consisting of densely woven blue silk, which shone with a slight sheen.
It a high neck with broad support covered almost the whole shoulders. Too lose for this season, Tanja thought, but soon, and she added a long-sleeved stretch cotton shirt pulled over in a neutral gray tint.
To the aforementioned narrow silk dress, she combined dark gray thick patterned cotton tights. Blue almost flat leather shoes of Italian designer rounded out the outfit.
For around the waist she found a light brown wide belt made of soft stretchy cowhide, which was sealed with a quick closure on the back! This combination fit perfectly to each other and at once subtly emphasised her decollete.
Tanja knew perfectly how to make various garments into a matching outfit. "Done! Not perfect, but still capable." Grumbled Tanja internally, this was not her favorite outfit, although it looked very sexy.
Unfortunately, she had to go fast and so remained only this but erotic agency gap for this day. Two hours late delay Tanja lumbered into the office. She took a fresh brewed coffee that she poured into her favorite cup and stared to work. Somewhere she still had the address of a where a property was that Tanja still wanted to visit in preparation ....
Fortunately Tanja had saved all her contacts from the laptop, but no one knew. Especially not Alexandra. Things too often disappeared from the board and suddenly went to her competitor, even though Tanja had the details on her desk. Still, you could show this bitch, the misplaced note had probably gone to her account.
"Dolderweg 22 in Pfaffikon!" Tanja breathed, there on her laptop. She easily grabbed the key which remained in an accessible compartment until the final sale was complete. She she noticed that the second key was missing, but, Tanja gave this circumstance little importance. She went to the house after lunch, just to visit ...
As Tanja drove up to 22 Dolderweg around 13:00 she quite amazed. A Bmw Z3? And even in red? That could only be the car of Alexandra ...!
Tanja believed her eyes could not to be trusted. Alexandra had obviously read the note that had disappeared from her office table and must have taken the missing second key.
"Just you wait you bitch !!" she whispered, visibly upset. She parked her Lexus and carefully closed the car door. The large spaciously designed house had an oversized hedge which afforded no view into the enclosed garden. However, Tanja knew Alexandra was probably in the outdoor area of the house and would inevitably hear her voice through the hedge. Tanja knew that on the right side there was a wrought iron gate which led directly into the garden.
Luckily she was wearing her flat leather shoes she could creep unnoticed on the Boardwalk which circled the large-scale bathing area and finally ended in a slightly elevated terrace of fabricated wooden planks. This perched on stilts over the water and had a preciously ornate wooden railing. It had an opening which allowed directly access, via a ladder, to the bathing Weier.
The clear water had a slight green tint which suggested a considerable depth, which would probably enabled direct diving directly in.
Quietly Tanja approached her rival, who was stood on the wooden platform waering a lovely short black pleated skirt and a black semi-buttoned jacket. She flashed a very tight yellow top which excellently emphasized her bust size. On her feet she had wide-cut matt yellow suede boots which reached barely up to her calves before meeting her dark brown opaque silk stockings with black round ornaments.
"Well, how is business?" said Tanja.
Alexandra whirled around thunderstruck and let out a gasp of sheer fright and let go or her brand new iphone which at once slipped through between the planks of the terrace and with a muffled "Plums" fell into the water. She could not speak and began to turn red.
Whether it was from the shame that she betrayed Tanja in this manner, or anger her iphone had just dropped into the pool, Tanja could not tell.
"W .. W .. What are you doing here?" Stammered Alexandra, somewhat under her breath. She stepped back trying to provide a little more space, but she stood with her back to the railing and was so seen Tanja anger tirade not particularly dodge! Tanja noticed that Alexandra, probably without realizing it, is suddenly standing in front of the recess of the railing ...
Tanja in contrast contrast gradually calmed down, she seemed to realize what Alexandra had presented her with an opportunity.
Alexandra took the floor and tried to fight with violent vocabulary while her Iphone rested under about 4m of water. She continued with more expletives.
Of course, she had not noticed what Tanja was hatching at the moment, though she should have.
Tanja wrestled a little with the thought of pushing Alexandra, wearing all her clothes clothes backwards over the railings into the cool water. A Lesson that she at least deserved. And, equally with everything she was wearing, it would certainly be no pleaure to take a bath rigged and including all her clothes, especially as this little witch certainly had no spare clothes with her and would have to head home drenched.
If her outfit was soaked from head to toe with water any appointments she had would be immediately forgotten. Looked at another way, it came to Tanja that yesterday, she had indeed travelled home in a completely sodden pantsuit. So she could be sure from her small bath that the clothes would not be hurt. And Alexandra wanted to see her phone again. So Tanja thoughts turned to action!
Tanja took approached and before Alexandra knew what was happening she felt Tanja's hands pushing on her shoulders...! Alexandra stumbled for a moment, and with her boots now on the top step of the on the wooden ladder she hung precariously until inevitably, the force of gravity took over, she lost her balance and screemed as she fell, arms waving madly, towards the water's surface!
Her pleated skirt fluttered in the air and her blonde hair blew over her face from the free fall before she opened fully on the water surface and with a mighty splash immersed completely. Immediately and without any pardon her entire outfit began fully to soak up the water! The water rapidly shot through her stockings and filled her boots instantly. What gave her for a moment the feeling of losing to the flood water. The water continued to pierce her Jacket, which briefly inflated even more to let the cool water onto her skin-tight top, which was now noticeably discolored!
Meanwhile Alexandra, swimming frantically, tried to get back to the surface. The water in her boots made this difficult, but this seemed to compensate for the soaked jacket and she rebalanced. Her remaining clothes, directly between her skin and water your mediated her feelings as she started to swim ...
Meanwhile, Tanja looked over her "colleague". An image that she had never seen before, but one that somehow exerted a fascination on her body. A kind of tingling went through her. She was remembering the feeling of soaked cloth on her skin which she herself had experienced yesterday. Alexandra, with her clothes rising up and hiding her head was genuinly mad. She surfaced, coughing, and paddled towards the ladder.
Her makeup, smeared all over her face, could be just be seen through her tabgled blond hair. Her short pleated skirt floated freely giving a decent view of her thong panties, pressed against her wet tights and formally clinging to her shame.
Tanja could the spell if you go it always bathe in your clothes not resist.
While Alexandra climbed onto the first steps of the ladder, Tanja slowly absently into the distance. She did not want to get involced in a fight and find herself, in full gear, flying into the swimming pool. but at the same time she was excited by the prospect of bathing in her clothes, but really did not go swimming wearning several pieces of clothing.
Tanja watched as Alexandra in her dripping, presumably now heavy clothes, struggled up and finally reached the top of the slippery wooden ladder. Gallons of water flowed out of her jacket and poured over her remaining clothes, which, using her hands she gradually gradually squeezed out masses of water. Her clothes were now completely stuck to her body. Alexandra slipped on the steps several times, resubmerging herself chest deep into the water.
Meanwhile Tanja had disappeared back through the iron gate by which she had come.
Ultimately defeated Alexandra was still struggling with her wet clothes and the slippery ladder. Finally, looking a picture of misery, she stood on the wooden deck and gasped. Her short pleated skirt dripping onto her opaque stockings which clung tightly to her skin, and highlighted the black embroidered pattern stockings clinging enhancing the shape of her legs. She heard isolated drops raining down through the interstices of the porch and splashing into the water below.
Under the now dark yellow top, shining from the moisture, could be seen the shape her full breasts, held in place by her black lace bra, now clearly visible through the semi transparent fabric.
Her suede boots had been shrunk by the involuntary bath with the consequence that the leather barely rose to the ankle with the rest hanging disorderly about.
Water, of course, remained in the lower half of her self-conscious footwear and gave Alexandra an unpleasant smacking walking.
"You'll for this you bitch !!!"
she screamed furiously behind Tanja, who had already turned on the ignition in her Lexus.
A resounding " Huuuuuppppp !!! " startled Tanja on from her daydream! The traffic light had been green for a long time... Tanja thoughts jep returning her previous dispute in which her "colleague" had taken a somewhat involuntary bath wearing her complete business outfit.
She replayed in her mind's eye the moment she saw Alexandra, climbing with difficulty from the water and ascending the ladder in her dripping wet garments, desperate to escape the floods which caught her up again and again as she struggled on the ladder steps with ruined suede boots.
With deja vu Tanja again put to herself the question of what it would be like when your entire clothing, including your footwear, was immersed over and over again, drinking up the water.
Tanja Quick put the car into 1st gear and drove off.
2 junctions later her speakerphone sounded, tearing her away from her wet fantasies. It was her boss, a little nervous, asking after Alexandra, as he could not reach her by phone.
Tanja explain how shortly shortly before Alexandra had taken a fully clothed "dive", including her mobile phone, which was therefore not reachable.
Her surprise was all the greater as Tanja learned that it was about the Lorelei villa. "All right! Mr. Von Hoven will be visiting the property in one hour, on the dot. Please be on time. Of course the commission will be awarded to you when this property sale is in the bag."
Tanja could hardly believe her ears, to be trusted and affirmed to take on such an important project. She was trembling with excitement. If this Mr van Hofen signed the purchase contract, you no longer be the hard nut to crack at 08/15 Property and she might finally rise to the top league...
Tanja waited for Mr van Hofen in the magnificent hall, decorated with fabulous marble. Above her was enthroned an amazing chandelier which was probably worth more than her Toyota Lexus.
Slightly nervous she rehearsed all the significance details she would need to know for the sale of this important property. Somewhat restless, Tanja toddled back and forth with her Italian designer shoes on the marble tiles!
Her solid gray socks which hardly shone, sparkled in the sun that squinted through the big window in the entrance hall. The finely embroidered pattern on her thick cotton stockings was sdisplayed to full advantage.
Tanja heard steps as Mr van Hofen entered the swanky entrance hall. An elderly gentleman, somewhat getting on in years, black jacket with red shirt and a matching noble scarf. Gray mottled hair gave him a little sexy George Clooney look.
After welcoming him she took him on a tour of the Villa.
Mr Van Hofen took a particular interest in the wet areas; the bathroom, the sauna and, of course, the hot tub, but ultimately it was the big open pool that reached halfway into the heated living room, with the other half in the luxurious gardens that did it for him. The whole course was completed. Simply a dream house, even Tanja had to admit.
Mr van Hofen asked a lot of questions which Tanja answered easily, she was very well prepared for this sale.
"Excuse me! I am interested in the pool saftey! Especially the pool depth at the front, middle and rear parts" Tanja scrolled her handy little mini laptop, however unfortunately did not contain this information. Embrassed she tried to detract him from the question, but was clearly failing...
"Well ..." Mr. Van Hofen became more impatient: "If the dimensions and the depths of the pool meet my expectations, I would agree to sign the purchase agreement today. You see, the house is a dream, but it is this, the pool area, that is the most important criteria on which I will meke my decission!"
Tanja thought she had misheard, but was thrilled when Mr. Van Hofen interrupted again and cauciously asked "So ... Would you be willing to go swimming so I can get a little more accurate picture of the size and shape entire basin?"
Now it was all or nothing !!
Where it previously the conversation had echoed a little around the Great room, there now sat now suddenly a brief silence around the pool area.
A thousand thoughts marched through Tanja's head! Of course, she had no bikini, and why in the world did this filthy rich guy you went swimming before his eyes ?? He must know that you did not have any swimwaer with you, what was she going to do?
Here was this rich codger certainly and it must have been clear that you were wearing your noble business clothes because you were making a serious sales pitch!
But, if he seriously wanted to know the facts and figures of this pool area, the only way to dresolve this would be for you to go for a swim ??
Or he was just an old impotent bag picturing you undressed, naked, in front of his eyes, posing in the pool... ?!
Oh no! Not like that!!
Politely Tanja apologized to her weird customer and stuttered at the beginning, a little embarrassed, and asked if he could clarify his concerns somewhat, as this was something unusual, to use the pool at a house sale ...
"Now as I said, a swimming pool is intended for people to remain in the water, So I want to see how it is suitable it is for this purpose! And this one I find it hard to judge with no one in it.
Can you still swim and dive to the bottom?
"Tanja swallowed her despair, because she realized that there was no escape from this line of questioning. But there was no way she was going to undress and go naked into the wet element, that was certain. She had too many principles.
She also realised that it was unlikey that shr would leave this house dry.
Thhis contract was the most important and if she was going to conclude it successfully she would have to willy-nilly jump into the proverbial deep end. "The only way to save face and still get the contract signed was, together with all her clothes ..."
Tanja did not believe what she had just considered! Two days ago she had stood in her pantsuit, fully dressed, in the shower and now shewas considering whether she should jump along with all her clothes into a pool, before the eyes of a well-heeled customers?
As these thoughts ran through her mind Tanja became fascinated by the idea of submerging herslf wearing her current outfit. She recalled yesterday how she felt getting her suit wet. And afterwards she had feeling which she had to admit were not unpleasant.
This begged the question, how good would her tight dress with its long gray sleeves feel clinging to her under the water!
But it was the though of soaking her thick tights, and how they would cling like a second skin, that gave her a growing sense of supple warmth.
"Oh heck!" Muttered Tanja as she stood her laptop containing the building files on the little rosewood table positioned between the deck chairs. That was goint to be her punishment for her actions a few hours earlier when she had sent Alexandra along with all her clothes for a swim.
Unlike Alexandra though, she was about to take a bath in a heated pool! The idea attracted her, but this would be a lot crazier than her earlier "Private Bathroom experience"! Tanja was nervously regarded the the glassy, slightly ruffled, water surface in front of her as she, smining elegantly, walked past the her client and strolled toward the springboard.
Her knees were shaking as she walked past him, but she shoped it did not show.
"If you do not mind I would like to show you the deep part of the pool first!"
as she set course for the small diving platform, constructed from glistening chrome steel, and littered with exclusive sun loungers, that would provide for optimal immersion.
Mr. Von Hoven was somewhat befuddled and stammered something to himself.
"Yes well ... but ... but you do not want to go swimming with all your clothes ... ??"
With her heart racing Tanja stepped with her Italian leather shoes onto the spring board. Mr van Hofen tried to deter her, as it became obvious Tanja intended jumping into the pool still wearing all her clothes, including the designer shoes.
But Tanja took this no longer cared. She'd' noticed how her nipples had become hard and pressed into the fabric of her skin tight top. She felt a slight secretion in her pubic area which was increasingly wetting her panties.
By now it was no longer about the contract, but the desire to experience firsthand the feeling of swimming swimming in her elegant wardrobe. Tanja straightend her dress, wondering how it would cope, before she leaned her head forward and unceremoniously dove towards the water surface.
"Be careful, otherwise...."
Tanja didn't hear the rest as her fingertips had already touched the water surface. Her elegant dive took her into the water at a beautiful 45 degree angle. The water instantly swallowed her lofty black hair, shot past the collar of her tight long-sleeved top and spread rapidly down her dress. The air that was trapped between the different layers of her clothing was displaced to to her waste, circled by her exclusive satin belt wher it dispersed instantaneously. The rushing water sucked the thick stockings fully covering Tanja's legs and immediately spread into her shoes, gently massaging the heels of her feet.
Tanja was blown away. She saw the blue pool floor beneath her and with two elegant strokes she swam to the bottom of the pool. She enjoyed feeling of the water pulsating through the various layers of her clothing, it was breathtaking. Tanja turned smoothely just before the bottom of the pool, placed her feet on the floor, pushed off, and came almost vertically back to the surface like a mermaid.
For a moment she drifted on her back, the thick layers of fabric giving her a slight boost. Between her shoes and stockings a kind of vacuum formed which gently massaged her toes.
Her formal outfit glittered as the refreshing water poured repeatedly over her undulating body. So hot was this feeling of sloshing clothes over her skin Tanja believed she was about to have an orgasm!
Skillfully she swam back towards the ladder where the shocked Mr van Hofen stood. Like an Olympic swimmer she rolled over, dipped slightly and took the lower steps of the ladder in her hands.
As she raised her sholders above the water the water immediately poured back over her chest and trickled down the inside of her clothes. As she climed the ladder centimeter by centimetr the water continued to flow down her body, trickling though her satin dress through to the other layers of fabric. The feeling could not put into words! Tanja could not describe the change in her clothes.
er dress was now dark blue and her gray top shone in the light in the sun's rays, streaming across the pool hall! Her gray stockings glistened with moisture and had their own strange contours! They stuck to her skin like a second skin gave her a strange but exciting feeling, especially as the run off from her upper layers of clothes kept a continuous stream of water flowing down her legs!
Most of all she wanted to let loose and go round the cycle again, indulging in this hot item. But first she had to lead a sales pitch, even if her drenched outfit detracted from this somewhat.
With a slightly mischievous smile Tany ran her hands over her wet clothes and squeezed out some water which gushed discreetly from the cloth. A slight faint splashing on the stone floor broke this silence.
"You're crazy" stammered an embittered Mr. Hoven who seemed to be lost for words.
Tanja opened her hair clip and let loose her wet black hair, before taking a hair band, which she had been wearing under her sleeve, and tying it back up into a ponytail.
Her long black was shedding water drops that formed into a fine trickle the seeped onto her blue dress and disappeared inconspicuously into the satin.
"Well, you said you wanted a realistic demonstration of swimming in the pool area and this was my idea of how to bring it to you. And as you are looking at buying property in a slightly higher price range and our company takes you seriously I decided that the best way to sastisfy your concerns was to go bathing as I was.
Mr van Hofen his part was now somewhat embarrased, which confirmed to Tanja that he was fine gentleman who was on the level and was not loking for something else. No matter - the involuntary clothed bath was worth it, even if the contract wasn't signed.
"Please pick up but the contracts for signature. Your commitment has well convinced me."
Tanja could not believe her ears. With a smile, she walked to the small wooden table to pick up the contracts, each step accompanied by the noise of her feet sloshing about in her flooded shoes.
She left a wet trail on the ground as her soaked, soggy clothes rubbed pleasant over every centimeter of her skin!
Tanja was so happy once she saw the signed contract on the table.
Mr. Von Hoven then go up hurredly, obviously finding the whole situation a little embarrassing. Tanja lead the wealthy Dutchman to the door and waited until she could hear the bubbling motor of his outrageously expensive Mercedes AMG.
Busines concluded Tanja hastely closed the door and took off her sodden leather shoes which now looked really miserable.
She decided to take the rest of the day off, which she could now more than just afford. Tanja's clothes had stopped dripping and were now more cold and damp rather thane pleasent on her skin, but they certainly still had some appeal.
Without thinking she ran, with joy, exulting in her wet stockinged feet, over the marble floor towards the swimming pool, leaving behind smaller wet marks, while making a muffled slapping sound as her feet hit the floor.
Tanja wanted to feel again the enjoyment of swimming in her clothes. This time she quickly went straight down the steps into the pool.
With a soft whimper Tanja enjoyed the feeling as the water rose up her body, afain softening her clothes bit by bit, until she lost the steps under her feet and sank completely.
And there it was again - the slight tingling gave her a gentle orgasm.
This went on for quite a while, sometimes she jumped into it, sometimes she just let himself drift. Eventually it became dark and Tanja, with her beautifully sodden business outfit, made her way home. Thinking of her previous soaking, she looked forward to a refreshing soothing shower, which she had earned this evening.
And secretly she knew that this was not the last house sale, in which she would take a fully dressed bath ...!
It was soon a week since Sabine undertook her bike race in the woods. Somehow she found herself hanging repeatedly on the memories where she came home pretty much soaked from her trip by bicycle.
From top to bottom she was covered with mud. From the fast passages through puddles the mud had even working its way into her shoes. Not to mention her her jeans and shirt which were also almost completely covered with mud.
The wet material was somewhat cooling on her skin ... and yet, a pleasant memory made her happy as she thought of the damp and dirty clothes!
It was Thursday and Sabine was already thinking of the weekend. Somehow she would repeat the experience. Of course this meant a muddy bikers tour through the forest just like a few days ago. Somewhat wistfully Sabine looked out of the window.
The weather promised anything but rain. On the contrary! For two days, the temperatures had been rising and promised no hope of a wet cooling!
"Ms. Birch Meier !!!" a caustic voice which took Sabine from her thoughts.
It was her boss's with your, accented voice that dictated that Sabines thoughts were instantly ended! "The past settlement! Why are the final figures not yet on my table?"
Sabine was visibly frightened, she had just caught daydreaming as she reveled in her muddy memory. Somewhat taken aback she that her conclusions were as good as finished lying on her boss's 'desk before closing time.
"I hope so! Otherwise you will not need to come back tomorrow !!! " Then she slammed the door with a loud bang! "Stupid Goat!" hissed Sabine. Slowly she grasped that she always let her grumpy boss ordered around in this manner. She was becoming tired of this job slowly but surely! She had to serve out nine hours in an open-plan office, plus she had to appear well dressed, which was anything but comfortable.
And now as temperatures increased it was becomming really unbearable! Since the company had announced cost saving they were not allowed to operate the air conditioning.
And Sabine by birth was a warm bodied woman, more adjusted to lower temperatures, and she could feel forming the first small circles of sweat under her armpits, which were covered by a narrow chic yellow colored top with cropped sleeves.
This top had a decent kneckline, which fortunately at least, allowed some air down to her sumptious chest! Drops of sweat were also forming beeds around her knees which, however, remained hanging on her dark brown hosiery. However, these were barely covered, hidden by her bright blue skirt.
Sabine pulled herself together and somewhat reluctantly got down to work to finish the accounts as her boss desired. There were really only the final settlements to be entered. Sighing she you got down to work.
Some time later, Sabine was before the closed door of her boss with the finished financial statements.
Brigitte, the bosses secretary said the boss is only 5 minutes from home, at the Astoria Hotel in downtown, you should go immediately there and deliver the documents to her" Brigitte squeezed the address into Sabine's hands and said goodbye. "Great!" thought Sabine, The boss had packed up for the day and you still had to struggle with this stupid document through the rush hour traffic!
Sabine just wanted to go home to indulge in a refreshing shower. And even better, she would go in wearing all her clothes as if the most normal thing in the world....
Somewhat reluctantly, Sabine decided to drive to the hotel to deliver the required documents to her arrogant boss. Naturaly, her small car had no air conditioning which led Sabine to sweat even more in her office outfit!
She parked her small car in the carpark and motivated by having to work after closing time she she screached through the entrance lobby straight to the front desk. The friendly lady behind the counter showed her at once the way to garden terrace which led here where her boss with two well-mannered gentlemen who must be customers.
Sabine looked briefly down at herself which she noticed that her sweating had formed small damp patches under her breasts. Somewhat begrudgingly she pulled forward her unbuttoned Blazer, which matched with her skirt. This increased the feeling of perspiration on her skin.
Cautiously Sabine gradually approached the small party, who appeared to be involved in an amusing discussion. Her boss had made himself comfortable in a small pavilion next to the hotel pool and she and the two men refreshed themselves with glasses of fine champagne.
Oh finally! The final numbers are here! " drove the boss in her ungrateful tone, giveing Sabine and unappreciative glare. Further more, she told the customers that she deeply regretted the ignorance of here useless staff who were unable to deliver the requested final reports on time. It was clearly Sabine she was talking about.
Somewhat perplexed Sabine put the documents on the table .. She did not think that her boss so deeply humbled her in fromt of customers. But to her horror it got worse. "Your cards you can pick up from me tomorrow morning! And now I ask you to go! "
So that was the thanks that Sabine had working her ass for the stupid cow. For 3 years she had to come to work, wedged in appropriate clothing, to meet her boss's demanding needs.
One customer looked a bit confused, seing Sabina removed by her boss! Clearly nervous in fromt of him Sabine just sweated even more in her office outfit! A thousand thoughts flashed through her head! Her memory of the cooling muddy experience from last week also came quickly to mind.
Sabine has just been terminated without notice and was suffering from stifling heat. Ho great it would be to bring it to an abrupt end by jump along with her office clothes into the pool, right in front of her boss ...?
Sabine was still, pausing for a moment, somewhat hesitantly, with a sad expression. But by an almost enraged "Do you not understand? You're fired! " suddenly changes her despair in anger.
"Well, you old toad toxic shit!" She muttered under her breath, so that it could not be heard by the others.
Sabine knew it would wipe out one of her boss's conceits if her her preppy clothing was not in perfect condition! It was not enough just to have your blouse perfectly ironed, the staff had to represent the company according to the strictest criteria when in front of customers!
In her thoughts Sabine painted a brief picture of what the water would do to her oh so fine clothes. Her body's' contours would be well emphasized all the more, her clothes would become discolored and countless wrinkles would form as the wet material wrapped from head to toe!
And the reaction when she presented herself in all het wet clothes in front of the horrified well-off gentlemen would be priceless! Finally, it would be absolutely outrageous to jump fully clothed into a water-filled pool.
"Ohhh yeah !!!"" Sabine liked the idea more and more of jumping into the cool water, right in front of the customers, washing her underwear and overlying office clothes together!
What a mockery it would be for her boss if one of her employees deliberately ruined their office clothes in the hotel pool.
In addition, Sabine contenplated what it would be like experiencing the feeling of her skintight clothing adsorbing the cool water. It was time to try something new.
With a resolute "Fuck you!" Sabine walked straight to the edge of the pool, which caused confusion among the onlookers, who couldn't resolve equate the invitation to her boss and presumed intention to head for the exit with her current direction of travel.
Sabine, however, seemed to ignore this confusion and calmly walked on along the poolside toward the 2.40m depth marker at the deep end of the pool.
Here Sabina carelessly placed her left foot into the white drain grid that collected overflow water from the pool, with the inevitable result that the water poured into her heels soaking her foot and a portion of her ankle. On each step he feet slid back into her heels with a slight smacking noise.
Sabine immediately noticed the horrified glances pursuing her. Before your boss could say anything Sabine replied in a slightly snippish tone that she intended to take a dip and that since shw is no longer an employee nobody could stop her.
"Excuse me ...? !!" One of befuddled clients said to Sabine...
"Sabine...!" She replied energetically.
"Now, please Sabine, allow the question ... hmmm ... you ... surely you don't want to go swimming in your clothes ???" with a little surprise in his face as if he doubted her commitment.
Sabine replied confidently: "You know, I have striving for three years to always to be my boss's' needs. My work was, so I think always good and honest! To meet the business interests I was constantly forcer to adopt a noble clothing style I am not comfortable with and wouldn't be my natural my choice of clothes.
"And now I've been sumarily dismissed just because my boss was already in a terrible bad mood ???! Besides, I'm and my clothes are sweaty and sitting uncomfortably on my body! So, with your permission, I'm going to take a bath! "
With these resolute words, Sabine finally reached her targeted place and stood next to the black lettering: "depth 2.40m" !
Now, at last, Sabine would experience how it would feel to jump into a pool wearing all her clothes. To discxover the feeling of her stockings hitting the water, forming a tight elastic skin-tight shell, and in combination with her skirt which like the tights would be pressed instantaneously to her thighs, softened by the immersion ...? And her jacket, which consisted of thick fabric which the air would lift away from her tight little top, buttoned over her breasts!
Sabine''s exciting fantasy, to jump into the refreshing water, dressed as she was, including her black leather pumps interrupted again by a screeching "don't do it !!"
Sabine turned at once and looked into the baffled faces, clutching their champagne glasses, their desparate arguments unable to persuade her to retreat from from the water's edge.
A small shudder suddenly came over her when she noticed how now both her stockinged feet stood in the gutter, with the the shallow bubbly water caressing the knuckles of her toes. They had reached the upper edge of the pool having tracked the entire length length of the area. The slight rippling of the water surface and the inviting depths below triggered a nervous twitch in Sabine's loins! She could see her long sleaved yellow top become a little stressed under her blue suit!
"I warn you !!" This was the moment Sabine had been waiting for! She stretched out her right leg in front of her, up on the ankle in the light blue water! With the water lapping her shoe pleasantly Sabine looked with a smile at the face of her boss, who stood shocked taking a deep breath!
Sabine felt the excitement in her pubic area increasing! Furthermore Her nipples had become stiff and pressed against the fabric of her yellow blouse and pushed back the top of her Blue Jacket!
Sabine let her body ease forward, noting how her right leg sank deeper and deeper into the water.
During which she heard a "NO !!! Let .... !!! "
She raised her arms you before plunging along with all her clothes! One could almost think that Sabine wanted to run across the water. This was never possible and she was fully dressed swallowed up by the water!
Everywhere the pleasantly cool water shot through her clothes! First, it raced refreshingly through herstockings, then onto her slip and continued on through her jacket to the top up to her bra!
She must have lost her balance, as with a little sideways stumble progressed further into the water! Her sleeves greedily soaked up the water until finally her head, with her hair neatly tied up, was introduced to the water! Sabine thought he was dreaming as pockets of air formed between her clothes and her skin. Her jacket sleeves flutter wildly.
Sabine was close to orgasm during this submersion she found was hard to keep her orientation, and since she had never experienced such a weightless and cool feeling, she sank uncontrolled towards the bottom.
The fierce battle between the air trapped in her clothes and the water tamed slowly! Sabine had the feeling of being hit by lightning and the thousands of bubbles made their inevitably upwards pointing out the direction of the surface, and she just had to make a few brief swimming movements to follow them!
She felt again and again the water in the heels of her shoes which produced little resistance to her swimming while gently tickling her feet! She was still feeling horny as the water flowed through her skin tight top and fought again and again through her underwear and stockings!
With soft cries of joy that reflected her happiness, Sabine reappeared on the surface! She noticed the masses of water that the thick padded jacket had absorbed! She had a relaxed smile on her face that was enhanced by the water flowing down her face,
"Gorgeous!" Sighed Sabine. She relaxed and after briefly treading water she dipped briefly below the surface and swam a little clumsily towards the exit ladder!
Her jacket hung losely from her shoulders and her stockinged legs now glittered even more in the few rays of sunshine that penetrated subtly through the surface of the pool.
Sabine's clothes fluttered almost by themselves in a weightless state, pushed around by the water as Sabina maintained her swimming position, treading water. Sabine could hardly distinguish whether her water soaked clothes were pulling her to the depths or providing buoyancy to keep her afloat...
In any case it offered littel resistance to her somewhat unprofessional swimming movements! With her slightly inexperienced breaststroke style Sabine reached the ladder.
Slightly out of breath, she lifted herself on the ladder and enjoyed seeing how the water dripped from her jacket sleeves. Her yellow top, shone out between the blue lapels of her jacket!
Since this now lay even closer over her shoulders the water could only escape by flowing within her clothing, down through her panties and continung through the material of her skirt and back into the pool!
The further Sabine climbed out of the pool, the more the eyes of the two customers were glued to her! However, her boss raged!
Sabine however enjoyed the feeling as the last water flowed slowly from her clothes, dripping from the hem of her skirt and spread on the floor of the basin edge! Still somewhat excited Sabine ran her hands over her soaked clothes, smoothing them out. Of course the way they stuck to her betrayed the masses of water still trapped in the fibers!
"If you now allow gentlemen, after my well-deserved bath I shall no be going home!" Her ex - boss still could not speak and looked uncomfortably at the clients!
So Sabine left the group, and stalked towards the hotel exit, looking dapper with her dripping office wear clinging to her body !
Sabina noticed how the cooled clothes as conveyed a pleasant fresh feeling on the skin!
On the way to the parking lot she passed the horrified hotel manager, who was immediately concerned about the state of her sodden outfit. Sabine assured the manager that she had deliberately gone bathing in her full gear and the the current temperature she could definitely recommend it! She noticed how the hotel manager was somewhat suspicious and nervous but at the same time tugged at her fine suit as if she was considering it. The black black stockings she wore under her violet suit must be clinging to her legs in this heat...?
"No matter! " thought Sabine and got into her car! Her wet clothes met the warm fabric of the car seats! When Sabine finally drove away, the manager was still in the parking lot with a strange look! It was as if she was still thinking about, at an appropriate point, sinking her dark purple suit into the pool.