Hi,

just a quick note to introduce myself. I'm Stacey a 25-year old female living in the Midlands (England), who has been an interested viewer here for some time. I was introduced to this forum by an ex-boyfriend who tried (but failed) to get me to take fully-clothed showers for him as, to be honest, I thought it was a bit silly at the time. Anyway for a long time I have worked in the upper offices of a Leisure Centre/Swimming pool complex and after my previous manager left I was surprisingly (for me anyway) offered his position, of course I took it and my new responsibilities included locking the complex up at night.

One particularly hot day, I was locking up the pool and I remembered reading the stories recently posted here by Julie and wondered if it really was as nice as she said it was. I went to look out the window to see if anyone was around and noticed it had started raining, I looked back at the pool and thought, "Well, I'm gonna have to walk home in this and get drenched anyway" so I decided "what the hell, I'll give it a go!"

I was wearing a black pin-striped business suit, black, very thick tights and a very thin white blouse. I wondered what the best way to get into the water would be. I took off the jacket of my business suit and climbed to the top diving board. I executed a perfect dive into the pool and…IT FELT GREAT!!! As I re-surfaced, my clothes felt like they were floating around me and I could feel my tights sensually rubbing against my legs. I swam over to the shallow end and pulled myself out of the pool, my clothes felt heavy as the pulled downwards on me under the weight of the water. I naughtily glanced at the jacket, before putting it back on and diving in again. After swimming around for a while I got out and showered the chlorine out of my clothes, before walking home still dripping wet. Fortunately the rain (as well as keeping me soaked) provided the perfect cover for me. (although I did pass one young man who couldn't stop staring at my drenched form). Now I'm just dying to get the opportunity to try out the sauna, like in Otaku's pictures!!!

By Stacey (July 2001)

Hi again all.

Firstly thanks to all the response I've had to my first story. But I have to say, there won't be any photos, wet or dry, enjoy my privacy I'm afraid.

Anyway, I was locking up again last night and my staff had all left already. I had been to an important meeting and was dressed in all my finery. A white shirt, powder blue skirt-suit and flesh colored tights (pantyhose for the Americans here!). The first place I lock up at night is the sauna, and since seeing otaku's current pictures I have been dying to try out a fully clothed sauna, so I did!

I went in stoked the coals and put on lots of water. I sat back and soon began to feel very sweaty. I could feel my tights sensually rubbing against my legs and I began to feel very sticky up top. I took of my suit jacket to cool down a bit and noticed some see-through patches beginning to appear on my white blouse. I stayed in the sauna for a good hour, until I was completely saturated with sweat before running to the pool to cool myself off.

Feeling very drenched already and in a playful mood, I turned on the tube slide, ran to the top of the stairs and sat down in the departure position. I could feel the water coursing through my skirt and tights, I sat there for a few minutes before pushing myself down the tube. I landed with a big splash at the bottom and emerged drenched from the pool, I had laddered my tights by going down the tube slide. So I took them off and discarded them. I then showered the chlorine out of my clothes before drying myself off a little and walking home.

By Stacey (July 29, 2001)

I feel I am in danger of becoming addicted to my after-hours swims, but anyway, I've done it now, so I might as well tell you lot about it.

Yesterday was one of the hottest days we've had here in Nottingham and our office was absolutely sweltering yesterday. The air conditioning had started leaking earlier in the week so we had to turn it off. I could feel myself sweating as I went about my work and I realised I had left my suit jacket on all morning. As I took it off I noticed huge sweat patches under my armpits, so I had to put my jacket back on to conceal this.

As the day went on, I began to long to take a fully clothed swim in order to cool myself off. To set the scene for you I was wearing a white silk blouse (coincidence, nothing to do with an earlier request here) with a black knee-length skirt-suit, my usual choice of work attire. I was also wearing black tights (pantyhose for the Americans here. The really dark type that you cannot see through at all) and some strappy heels.

Anyway, the day soon passed and I couldn't shepherd my staff out quickly enough. As soon as they were gone I ran up the stairs to where the pool is located and, without pausing kept running to the deep end before jumping straight in. I didn't even pause to take off my jacket or my heels. As I resurfaced I could feel my tights rubbing as they do very sensuously against my legs. My silk blouse and jacket were floating up to just below my breasts and as I smoothed my skirt down against my legs, a rush of bubbles escaped to the surface. I swam around for a while basking in both the freedom, the cool sensation and the obvious erotic feeling that I had noticed overcoming me, when ever I participate in a drenching.

Then I remembered. My expensive suit was dry clean only, and would certainly be ruined by the chlorine. Oh well I thought, it's done now, so I swam around a little more before climbing up the steps out of the pool. As I emerged from the water I could feel my now heavy, thoroughly drenched clothes rubbing sensually against my skin. I looked down at myself and saw my see-through shirt plastered to my skin. My skirt which had moulded itself to the shape of my legs and my now really shiny tights. I was so turned on that I lay down at the side of the pool and fingered myself until I came. Then I went to shower. I stood in the shower for a long time, just enjoying the feeling of the water coursing through my clothing. Before I realised, it was getting late and I had to make a very sharp exit for home.

Luckily I had been late getting up this particular morning, so I had driven to work. As I walked out of the shower I could feel and hear the water squishing in the toes of my tights and could see bubbles forming at the top of my heels. I finished locking up and drove home, still absolute sopping. I got a few strange looks from people in cars whilst stopped at the traffic lights because I was obviously soaked and my long black hair was matted and untidy. But I didn't care. This was my best drenching yet! When I got home I headed straight for the shower and re-drenched my clothes. Again I made myself come. And as I mooched around the house, content to let myself drip-dry, I began to wish I had a man who could appreciate my fetish with me.

By Stacey (Aug 1, 2001)

Yesterday (Tuesday) I swam in the pool fully clothed, while the baths were open for the very first time! Of course I couldn't just do this as I wanted, I Had to make a convincing scenario, so, here's how it happened…

On Monday my assistant Rachel was drawing up the rotas for all departments when she came to me with a problem. We had three lifeguards on holiday, which meant, whereas we normally double up with lifeguards in the main pool, the morning shift on Tuesday would have just Tony, our senior lifeguard on his own. This would mean we wouldn't be able to let him go for his legally entitled breaks.

"I'll cover him," I said, "I am a fully trained and approved lifeguard)"

"Won't you be busy though?" asked Rachel.

"I'm sure I can find time to cover two 15-minute breaks' I replied. So it was settled I would be on pool duty for half-an-hour on Tuesday.

I got up on Tuesday morning and took special care choosing an outfit, that would look great drenched, as well as not being too revealing or liable to be damaged. I chose a machine washable grey knee-length skirt suit, my very black pantyhose (I love the way they shine and the way they make my legs feel so sensual when wet!) and a light blue blouse. I walked slowly to work feeling very excited about the naughty adventure I knew I would get up to on this day. My time came to cover Tony's break and one of our pool technicians, brain, came in and said he had been sent by Tony, to get me to come down and cover his break. I walked down to the pool and Tony looked at me oddly.

"You're gonna cover me wearing that?!?" he asked.

"I'm sure nothing will happen" I replied, "I'm only here for fifteen minutes… I can't see anyone drowning in that time."

"Ok, your choice" he replied and sauntered off for his break.

I sat out the fifteen minutes. I wasn't planning on getting wet first time around, as it would look a bit odd. After the fifteen minutes were up, I headed back to my office and got on with some of my more menial duties, I was just too excited to do anything more. As the time approached for my second stint at the pool I phoned Roger (He's A Waterfall from this forum) and told him to be at the pool in his trunks in fifteen minutes if he wanted to see me drenched!

I went down to cover the shift and after I'd been sat in the chair a couple of minutes Roger turned up. He walked over to me and asked me what I was up to. I told him to swim around in the deep end for a few minutes before pretending to drown. I saw the recognition in his eyes and he went and did exactly as he was told. As he started pretending to be in difficulties I jumped out of the chair and not even pausing to take of my jacket or shoes I radioed for help before racing to the pool and diving straight in. As I surfaced I felt really excited, but knew I had to make this look convincing, so I swam over to Roger and followed my training to the letter as I pulled him out and placed him in the recovery position, as Tony arrived to help me out Roger insisted he was ok and I could see a gleam in his eye as I was standing there completely drenched from head to toe. As Roger went to the lifeguard office to fill out a report I sneakily whispered to him

"meet me when I finish"

and I squelched back to my office with a single towel afforded me to dry myself off.

As I walked back to my office, Rachel was just leaving, her shift finished.

"You look a sight!" she said and left.

I looked at myself in the office mirror. My tights had taken on their wonderful wet sheen. My dark grey suit jacket and skirt which were still dripping water everywhere was now almost black. My light blue shirt had gone see through and I could see my white bra clearly visible underneath. I carried on my work as I drip dried until everyone had left. I saw Roger's car from the window of my office, so I leaned out and beckoned him in. Buy this time, the only sign that I had been drenched earlier was the smell of chlorine on my wrinkled clothes and a little dampness in my knickers. I took roger off to the pool and we swam fully clothed together for a good couple of hours before having sex still wearing our drenched clothes. It was magical!!!

By Stacey (Aug 8, 2001)

Monday morning began just like any other morning. Apart from the fact that I knew I was planning to take my first fully clothed sauna when I locked the baths up that night.

I carefully chose my outfit for that day. A pair of white tights (pantyhose) my powder blue knee-length skirt suit and a white silk blouse. underneath I wore a matching black silk bra and panties (because I knew the bra would show through my shirt when it got wet!!!).

I went through my daily routine as usual absolutely dying to get into the sauna. At about 8'o clock I looked out of my office window and noticed we had torrential rain, which would provide me the perfect cover for my drenching. At ten past nine my secretary was the last member of staff to live the building and I did my rounds as usual, before heading to the sauna. I stepped in without even stopping to take off my jacket or my light blue heels. I turned the heat right up and threw some water on to the coals, not too much as I wanted to get wet slowly! As the heat began to rise in the room I began to feel the cooling sweat against my body. My feet felt very soggy and I could feel my tights rubbing in my shoes. My sweat started soaking into my shirt which added to the cooling effect, my tights rubbed sensually against my legs and I became hyper aware of my thighs rubbing against my skirt.

I stepped out of the sauna to look in the mirror at the end of the corridor, my shirt had gone see-through and my powder blue jacket and skirt where now a deep shade of blue. I stepped back into the sauna removed my jacket and stayed there until my skirt began dripping. My tights were no longer visible but I could feel them against my legs I felt around my clothing and could tell I was drenched all over. I stayed in the sauna till I could stand the heat no longer, I was dripping wet all over and it felt great. I looked in the mirror I was drenched all over, but due to the sweat I now smelt quite bad, so I went for an extended swim in the pool to cool myself off, still wearing all my clothes. I then walked home in the torrential rain which kept me drenched until I could join Roger for a still clothed shower. All I can say is, I recommend everyone takes a fully-clothed sauna at least once in their life. It's just soooo good.