I've been a scuba instructor for a few years and like any job that involves the public you really do meet all kinds. This story is an event from a recent class that included two couples that were best friends. These two couples would change my life forever by introducing me to a whole new lifestyle.
The class was enjoyable with a good group of people of various ages and backgrounds. After every class I would meet John and Cindy, Tom and Joan at a nearby sports bar. We talked just about everything and eventually that included relationships. I was divorced and not dating anybody in particular.
It was the last day of the class that things took a turn. They all had taken the final exam and all that was remaining was the final pool section. At the end of the session we were gathering up all our equipment and Cindy asked me help her drain the water from her buoyancy compensator device (BCD). She wanted to "make sure" she was draining it correctly. As I helped her hold it for good drainage she maneuvered my hand so that my right palm was directly on her breast and then she pulled the BCD very close to her chest. There wasn't any way I could pull my hand free so I just stood there enjoying it. She looked at me with a smile and as instructed in the first class she repeated the process except this time she moved my hand to the other breast. I mumbled some words about her flawless technique and gave her tit a squeeze.
"Now that the class is over, I wanted to show you my appreciation," she stated with a big grin. "I can see from the movement in your swimsuit that you enjoyed helping me."
As I walked away I did a quick adjustment in the swimsuit to try and hide a growing erection. It was titillating but I couldn't help but wonder if others in the class had noticed her actions. I just chalked it up as one of those things that will be great to ponder later and maybe jack off to the fantasy of the fun it could be.
Little did I know that did Cindy's actions had been preplanned by her husband and their friends.
A couple of weeks later I received a pool party invitation to John and Cindy's. She noted that their friends that took the class would be there and she was inviting a friend for me. I accepted the invitation with some anxiety about a blind date. It was going to be a BBQ party and I was to bring my swimsuit.
It was a perfect day for swimming and BBQ. John really knew how to grill and their friends Tom and Joan talked to Vickie -- my blind date, about the scuba class. The adult beverages flowed and the food was excellent. Vickie was an old friend of Joan and Cindy's and had moved back to the area after her divorce. I found her attractive and engaging. She looked great in a bikini and I kept thinking about some naught play we could in do the water and elsewhere.
I guess the best way to start something is to just be thrown into the situation. I am still amazed at what happened next. Cindy announced she and John had purchased a lot of scuba gear and were going to show us their new BCDs. "We are not putting on the wet suits," announced John, "too damn hot for that." They retreated to the house while the four of us took a seat by the pool.
Cindy and John returned to the pool with their new BCDs all right, however that was all they had on. No swimsuits, just their BCDs and a big smile.
"Wow, those are great," said Joan, "I really like the way it looks. May I try it on?"
"Sure," said Cindy, "and Tom you can try on John's. It's nice we are all about the same size. Vickie, do you want to try mine on too?"
