1. Swimming with Lindsey


    Date: 9/25/2017, Categories: Cheating, Author: BrassRing, Source: LushStories

    Swimming was my new pass-time. With the proceeds from my third book sale, my wife and I had installed an in-ground pool in our back yard. The book was doing fairly well in some circles. Not well enough to buy a new house, but well enough. Of course, after the pool was installed and the landscaping done, my wife wanted to have a party. She invited a lot of our friends, and also some of the upper crust from town that we knew. The day had started off fine, but was rapidly turning stormy. Our guests were watching the sky and checking the radar on their phones. My a-social tendencies were kicking in, and I found myself hoping that they would leave soon. At the first rumble of thunder, my wife suggested moving inside. She had retained a few servers for the event and had them bring the wine and food inside. I told her that I wanted to get my laps in for the day before I joined them. “Be careful,” she said with her hand on my arm. “I will,” I said, kissing her lightly. “If it gets bad, I can wait in the equipment shed.” I walked to the pool enclosure and put my glasses on the table near the pool. I pulled my t-shirt off and dropped it on a chaise and got a towel from the linen closet built into the wall. I looked into the back yard and didn’t see anyone. Everyone, it seemed, had already retreated into the house. Seeing this, I stepped behind the dressing screen and dropped my swim trunks as the first few raindrops began falling. The rain was cold on my skin. I loved swimming nude. ...
    Since I now had my own pool, I swam naked almost every day. Earlier, I had resented the presence of the others that necessitated the wearing of a swim suit. Of course, my wife’s young friend, Lindsey, had made me just a little bit thankful that I had the suit on. I couldn’t hide the excitement I felt at the site of her young body clad only in a modest, red bikini. She was tiny, with long, dark, curly hair and the kind of tight little body that drove me crazy. I dived into the pool and began swimming. I was just finishing my first lap when I heard the unmistakable sound of someone else diving into the water, followed by another clap of thunder. I stopped swimming and saw them, swimming in the far lane. Since I didn’t have my glasses on, and they were mostly submerged, I couldn’t tell who it was. I almost got out and put my trunks on, but decided that I should finish my laps and get out. I didn’t want to be caught in the water during a lightning storm. I swam four more laps. The claps of thunder were getting closer together now and I was beginning to see the flashes of lightning. I swam to the edge of the pool closest to the changing screen and pushed up onto the edge of the pool. I sat there for a second, watching the other swimmer. I could make out dark hair. Maybe a lot of it. I watched them turn and didn’t see swimming trunks. Either they weren’t wearing anything or it was a small bikini. I decided to wait there and see who it was. It was my pool, after all. The rain fell, ...
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