Molly and Liz, together again

by Hylas, Copyright 2024-2025

It was a few months after Molly and Liz had their disastrous misunderstanding over Molly's addiction to wet clothes. Liz not really appreciating what it meant to Molly had not taken is seriously, and had upset her with her teasing. She'd tried to make amends by offering to "give it a go" herself. She's actually turned up the following morning, wondering whether she could go through with it, but when she arrived Molly had alreay given in to temptation and was already soaked. Liz felt let down by her "friend" and had left feeling miserable.

Over then next few months their relationship was cooler, but they couldn't avoid each other, though when they did meet they studiously never mentioned the incident. Gradually they rebuilt their friendship and the past faded into history. When then rent for Molly's flat went up at much the same time as Liz's existing flatmate moved out Liz suggested that Molly could take over the room.

Molly hadn't lost her excitement at bathing in her clothes, but didn't draw attention to it, and only really indulged when Liz was out, on days when she could incorporate her wet clothes into the normal laundry cycle. This limited her outlet to only soaking clothes she had recently worn, but it was a sacrifice worth making as she didn't want to damage her friendship with Liz.

Liz usually left for work early so Molly had a window for a bit of indulgence before she too had to get ready. Still wearing the red nylon negligee she had slept in she went to the bathroom and turned on the shower to fill the bath. Then is was back to the bedroom to prepare. She slipped on yesterday's underwear, tidied her hair, and wrapped herself in a floral pink robe. By now the bath was quite full so she went to retrieve the old pair of shoes she kept hidden in the wardrobe. Liz rarely came into her room, but Molly kept them out of sight just in case, she didn't want any embarrassing questions.

Molly went back to the bathroom and stepped into the bath, leaving the shower running.

Molly was standing in the bath, enjoying the water flowing through her outfit, allowing the shower to flow down her leg filling her shoe when the door opened and Liz stood there, a look of shock on her face.

Molly taken by surprise blurted out, barely coherently, "Liz! What are you doing here?".

"I left my phone on the table. But the real question is what are you up to?"

Molly, caught in the act, couldn't think of anything to say.

Liz continued, "I thought you'd given up on this wet clothes thing, but I guess I was wrong, how long has this been going on for?"

"I'm sorry, I though you'd gone to work, please don't get angry, I've tried to be discrete, but I sometimes I just can't resist it."

Liz, not knowing how to respond, grabbed her phone, saying "I can't deal with this now", and left.

That evening

They met in the kitchen to share the pizza they had ordered. Other than the polite necessities they didn't say much and sat down to eat silently. Eventually Molly mumbled nervously

"I'm sorry, please don't be angry with me, I couldn't bear to fall out again".

"I'm not angry. Last time I didn't know what was going on, and when you tried to get me to join you I felt you were pushing me, I don't know why I agreed, it was all so confusing. But that was months ago. You never mentioned it again so I put it out of my mind."

"You seemed angry when you left."

"I was late for work, and I wasn't expecting to find you in the bathroom, and I definitely didn't expect to find you showering fully clothed."

"It was only my pyjamas."

"And your robe and shoes, but that's not the point. How often do you do this?"

"Not often, as I have to wait until you are out, and it's my laundry day. Maybe once or twice a month."

"You were scared I'd find out?"

"I guess so."

"I might find it strange, but I would have understood if you'd told me. I remember how excited you were back in your old flat, and I didn't like how things turned out, but we are still friends, aren't we?"

"I didn't want to fall out again, but sometimes I just have to do it, it's part of me."

"I'm not going to fall out with you, I'm glad I found out, sneaking about keeping secrets isn't good for you. But don't push it in my face or try pressurise me into joining you, that's were we went wrong last time."

"I wasn't trying to pressurise you!"

"That's what it felt like, that's why I reacted like I did."

"Sorry..."

A week later

Molly was looking forward to her shower, she was dressed in the same outfit as the week before, admiring how she looked in the mirror.

She went down to the kitchen for her morning coffee. Liz, still in her Pyjamas, joined her.

"Aren't you going to work?"

"Not this morning" Liz replied.

They chatted for a while as Molly finished her coffee. "Well, enjoy your shopping, It's time for my shower."

"Dressed like that?"

Molly just smiled at Liz as she headed upstairs. She felt more relaxed about her imminent soaking, now that she knew Liz wasn't going to freak out. And not having to wait for Liz to leave meant she had more time to take things slowly. She on the edge of the bath, testing the water with her hand, "accidentally" soaking the sleeve of her robe. That felt good so she tested the water again with her foot, filling her shoe.

"Time to get in" she thought.

She stepped fully into the bath, sitting in the warm water, enjoying the exquisite sensation of the water flooding into her panties.

She's put a lot off effort into styling her hair, just for the thrill of ruining it again. Excitedly she leant forward placing her head under the spray. Messing up an elegant hair do felt almost as exciting as soaking a fancy outfit.

Then she leant back so the shower could play over her body, soaking the rest of her outfit.

Liz

Over the last week Liz had been thinking about Molly's wet clothes fascination. Finding Molly in the bath last week had got her thinking about it, and she couldn't help feeling that she hadn't been a very good friend. First she's teased Molly, then she'd just pushed it out of her mind, letting it fester for the last two months. She remembered how Molly had wanted her to try it, she wasn't keen then, and she wasn't keen now, but she needed make some attempt to understand Molly, and this seemed like a good opportunity.

She would go and talk to Molly. From memory Molly seemed to be more excited the less casual the clothes were, so she went to her bedroom and quickly got dressed as if she was going to work, white lingerie and camisole, cream blouse and then one of her old suits, that she no longer wore. She hoped seeing her in this outfit would get Molly's attention better than her rather boring PJs. She wasn't sure where this was going, she didn't relish the prospect of bathing in her suit, but if anything did happen then at least she wouldn't destroy anything important.

Summoning up her fortitude she headed for the bathroom. She could hear the shower so she knew she wasn't too late. She found Molly sitting back in the bath, feet in the air, totally soaked.

"Liz, I thought you were going shopping."

"Later."

"OK, So what are you doing here now?"

"I've been thinking, and I just wanted to let you know that I'm perfectly OK with your wet clothes thing, I don't want you to feel embarrassed or uncomfortable."

"That's nice, but what's with the suit."

"I remember back in the day you wanting me to get wet with you, so I thought I'd tease you with an outfit that might excite you, one that would ensure your attention, though to be clear, there's no way I'm actually getting this wet."

"You should have stayed in your PJ's, then you'd be less pissed after I pull you in".

"That's not going to happen", said Liz.

Molly moved to sit on the side of the bath, her wet clothes clinging to her body. She took Liz's hand. "I really appreciate you coming here like this, I hated having to sneak around hiding things from you".

Molly tightened her grip on Liz's hand and allowed herself to slip backwards into the bath. Liz wasn't able to resist and found her arm being soaked in the shower.

"So much for staying dry she said," as she let her arm remain where it was, soaking up the water, "I'll be sending you the cleaning bill".

"So, what's it feel like?"

"Now it's completely wet I can feel the water flowing over my arm, it's completely different, quite pleasant actually, the sleeve of my blouse is clinging to my arm, it's really quite sensuous. But seeing you happy is the real thrill".

"Come on then, lets mess up that nice hair style you've obviously spent ages preparing."

Molly sat back under the shower.

"I dare you, let see what that hair looks like totally soaked".

"You serious, don't you think I'm wet enough already?"

"What better way to reassure me you don't think there's anything wrong with enjoying wet clothes, come on, give me a hug".

"There's nothing wrong with wanting to stay dry either".

"you're already wet, getting a bit wetter won't hurt".

"My hair isn't wet, I'll have to dry and set it again."

"Oh come on, live a little".

Resigned, Liz lent over the bath, putting her arm around Molly to support herself while she ducked her head under the shower.

"That's better, now we've got matching hairstyles".

"Actually I'm starting to enjoy this" said Liz, "My whole arm is drenched and I can feel water running down my back, strangely it's quite stimulating".

No going back

"Well, now as everything's wet you might was well enjoy the full experience, come on, get in"

"I'm still mostly dry, I only wanted talk, getting soaked wasn't my intention".

"You got dressed up specially, you must have known this is were you were headed".

"I wanted to show you I was sympathetic, I thought wearing something you would like to see me get wet in would be enough, I didn't think I would actually end up in the bath."

"Isn't that one of the suits you were going to donate to charity? Nothing like being prepared, clearly the possibility of getting wet crossed your mind."

"Getting splashed maybe. That was all."

"Who are you kidding, get in, you know you want to. You'll find the water creeping into your panties is the most exciting bit."

Liz swung her legs into the bath, allowing the shower to soak her suit trousers.

"All the way" urged Molly,

Liz was really enjoying herself, "I never thought wearing a suit in the bath would be so much fun."

Molly came over all emotional and leaned info Liz, placing her head on her shoulder. "You really are my best friend".

After a while Liz removed her jacket before returning to give Molly a hug. "Your my best friend too, but this isn't how I expected to show it."

Molly slipped off her robe as their hug started turning into something more passionate.

Liz's blouse disappeared as they continued their hug.

"Whoa!" said Molly, "Sorry," Liz replied, "something came over me".

They separated and sat quietly for a while. Eventually Liz said, "This has been fun, but I've got things to do" and started to get up,

"Don't go yet. I thought you looked great in that jacket, let's see it again."

"OK, five more minutes, but I want you back in that drenched robe".

"OK, times up", said Liz as she removed her dripping wet suit. Molly pulled Liz back to her and they resumed their embrace, this time without the misgivings."

This time it was Liz who sensed things were going to far. "Sorry", she said, but I'm not comfortable where this is going."

Molly looked disappointed but broke off, "OK, we've had enough fun for one morning, lets get tidied up".

They shared a final moment as they climbed out of the bath, before setting off to their respective bedrooms to tidy up.