The water seemed to lift and push her in a wave. But it was a wave created by her. Her strokes were long and steady. She moved through the water like a dolphin. She moved through the water like I envisioned a mermaid. She'd put flippers on, grab a kickboard under her forearms, and dolphin kick for hundreds of yards. I wonder if she sensed how it affected me and knew how beautiful she looked doing it. Her body slithered through the water.
She was so long and slim. Many would say skinny, but she had nice muscle tone. Swimmer's muscles. Elongated and stretched. She had medium length, sandy blonde hair, with color streaks. Her shoulders were broad, and chest wide, which made her breasts look small. Or was it that she was just muscular in her chest? Her eyes were deep and dark. Her arms and legs were long.
From her hips, down, is where I got dizzy. Her hips were not wide, and she lacked curves. But her ass was tiny and tight with muscular cheeks. She wore a high cut one-piece suit which left at least half of her butt cheeks bare as she swam. Her skin was smooth and tan. Always tan. Her stomach was flat and tight and flat right down to where her long, muscular legs grew out, leaving a little arrow of groin mounded nicely. I fantasized about watching her swim nude. How gorgeous it would be to see all those sweet parts move through the water uncovered.
She was not well liked. She was bossy and a bit snotty. She had a reputation for being a BMW (bitcher moaner whiner). But she was always nice to me. Maybe it was me being older, or maybe also being a strong swimmer. I had the same muscular body type that she had. It may have been mutual respect created attraction.
On days I don't watch the pool, I come in and swim for an hour to stay in shape. Somehow, our schedules ended up matching. We just seemed to be there together every time. If there were empty lanes, we'd swim side by side. If it was busy, we'd share a lane. I passed my training time keeping an eye out underwater watching her through my goggles. I got some great views as she swam by, or in front of me. The body in motion is a beautiful thing.
I think after a while, she figured out how much I was watching. She didn't seem to mind. I think she enjoyed it. That's when the teasing started. At least, I think it was teasing. If it wasn't, it was awful convenient exposure. And I liked it.
If she stopped, as I was following, she'd stand up with her back to me. Her suit would ride up as she swam, leaving her gorgeous ass cheeks exposed right in front of my face, in total! I'd quit turning for breaths as I swam towards her, coasting, to take in as much as I could. I tried to maintain my composure as I watched. I was tentative to make any comments or aggressive moves towards her. I was just enjoying the views.
One Tuesday we were sharing a lane. We stopped together and leaned at the wall for a while. We talked about random things, but our conversation led us into a discussion about our swimming and training. She had been entering competitive meets for older swimmers called "Master's" competitions. There were age groups right up to old timers, even well beyond my years. She planned on entering several competitions this Fall. She encouraged me to try it. I acknowledged that I was interested, and would love to join the group for a meet or two. She got excited and spent the next twenty minutes telling me all about them.
"We have so much fun at the meets!" she said. "Especially when we stay overnight!" she added smiling with a wink. That sparked my interest even more.
That night I went home and ordered more training equipment online, including a pair of speedo racing trunks. The baggie shorts I wore just wouldn't cut it in competitive meets. In the following weeks, we continued to talk about the meets, and our training. She continued to tease and I continued to enjoy it. I was excited when I received my new slim and trim speedos in the mail soon after. They weren't bikinis, but they were thin material, tight around my thighs, and pretty much everywhere. My package was semi exposed and well outlined when I tried them on dry. I was sure they'd be even more revealing wet.
I wore them in training the following day. She was there swimming in the 5th lane. The 4th was open so I moved in next to her and sat on the side. She swam up and stopped next to me. She said good morning and how was I?
"I'm good." I answered. "I got my new training suit." I looked down and adjusted the sides. "Tight." I added smiling.
"Sweet!" she said enthusiastically. "Stand up and let me see." She pulled her goggles back.
"I hope they're not too revealing?" I asked as I stood up.
She looked and smiled up at me. "Better not get and erection in them." She giggled and smiled.
Ha! Ha! I answered. "Are they?...too revealing?" I asked nervously.
The thought of her asking, and the thought of her looking, started to get me excited and gave me that swelling feeling. I was going to jump quickly in the pool to hide it, but stood for just a few more seconds in front of her while she watched. Then I eased into the water gently. It was thickening nicely by the time I got under. The cold water helped once I got in, but I was still half hard. She giggled some more letting me know she noticed.
"I like them!" she said bluntly.
I put my goggles on, adjusted them, and took off swimming, before I got too excited. She was still at the end of the pool, leaning against the wall, as I turned and headed back to that end. The swelling was starting to go down as I got closer. When I got closer, within about ten yards, I could see clearly through my goggles. Her swim suit was pulled completely to one side, bunched up next to her thigh. A beautiful bare vaginal slit, with semi protruding lips, was waiting for me as I approached. I'm not sure how noticeable my reaction was, but I know I quit breathing to the side the whole way in. I cruised in floating.
She put her hand down on her thigh, and spread her leg farther, as I got real close. I laid still floating, almost over her, as I got to the wall. I lifted my head and stood up. She was giggling again, looking up at my eyes, and then down at my groin. It was growing to full length and I wasn't hiding it. Accept for the thin material of new speedos.
I wanna see!" she laughed. "And feel." She reached over just under water and gently touched my package. I pulled my goggles off and smiled back as she played. I turned and eased down into the water beside her. Her hand was still caressing me. I was fully erect and bursting out of the top of the suit. I reached down and shifted it to the side, so it stayed in and grew sideways.
"Satisfied?" I asked semi-sarcastically.
"Not yet." She answered reaching up and sliding her goggles down over her eyes. "Stand up." She ordered.
I followed her command. She eased into the water in front of me a foot from me. She came up, smiled, and went back under. I laughed and eased back down into the water. She sat back up beside me and slid her goggles up on her head.
