AN: I recently started using writing as an outlet for some pent up feelings, please note all this is purely fictional.
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At my first office job, Madelyn was like a temptress sent by the universe. We were both starting out in the office, though she was finishing up the final year of her degree part time. Seeing her in the office was a pleasure, she was a joy to talk to, she managed to overcome my awkwardness in talking to new people, and we found that we both shared an interest in short day hikes. Over the course of a few weekends, we got closer, and one time, we got onto the topic of swimming. Somehow, despite her super out-going nature, she had never learned to swim, and she asked me to teach her, especially as the summer's heat made it impossible to go on a nice hike.
True to her being a touch shy when it comes to her body, she showed up in a two piece swimsuit, a t-shirt style grey top and some trunks that, unfortunately for her, ended looking more like super tight boxer shorts on her. She was stunning, her tall and skinny figure was further accentuated by the swimsuit. What she normally hid under dumpy clothes and loose pants was now on full display for me. Her narrow frame was slender, her skinny arms wrapped around her small waist, and her small breasts and ass being hugged by the tight swimsuit.
Being fresh out of university, her perky, small breasts poked out from her chest, and the top was so tight that I could make out the indentations that showed her ribcage. Her jet black hair came down just below her shoulders, resting on her chiselled collarbones. Just like her chest, her hipbones protruded from the shorts, and the fabric tented downwards to her flat stomach.
It wasn't my proudest moment, gawking at a lady at the public pool, but I was glad that I had gotten into the water to wait for her, hoping to the heavens that the pool hid my semi. I figured that I would get over all the gawking after a few weekends teaching her how to swim, but as the weeks went on, I found myself making more excuses to hold onto her slender body as I taught her to swim.
I wasn't entirely sure at the time, but Madelyn seemed to also enjoy swimming more when I was holding onto her. It could have simply been she was more confident when I was right next to her, but with the blood being pumped down to my hips, I chose to believe that she enjoyed my touch.
Madelyn was learning nearly all the basics really quickly, but she seemed to have a confidence issue. It seemed that no matter how well she could figure out the postures and movements, that she feared the depth, and would often panic and flounder. Against my better judgment, I suggested that I hold her up as she practised her strokes. I placed one palm under her stomach for her to rest on, using my other to push her knees back up to the waterline so she was kicking water properly. The feel of her taut stomach through the swimsuit wasn't much, but her breathy strokes and grunts as she swam to and fro was a bit too much for me.
My palm started sliding down to her waist, till it was next to her hip bones, supporting the bit just above her crotch. My other arm had moved up to help, and was loosely guiding her upper thigh. After another lap, she stopped her strokes, but stayed floating on my arms. "Do you think you can move your other arm back a bit? It's getting in the way when I kick up." She guided my arms so that I was holding her up from below, her hipbones resting on the first, her crotch and thighs resting on the other. As we went on another lap, she started slowly grinding her hips into my arms, causing her to sink a bit. I pushed her up harder, but she she only ground harder into my arms.
I could feel her crotch make contact and grind along my forearm, and it sent me into a full hard-on, with none of my wits about me anymore. I was stuck in porn logic mode, and pulled my lower arm back so that she was grinding her crotch into my palm instead. Madelyn let out a soft gasp, but didn't make any objections. My fingers started to explore, my palm crawling around her nethers so that I was caressing her pussy through the trunks, slowly massaging up and down. My thumb clawing at the fabric, sliding along her inner thighs and up to her pussy.
My porn logic didn't last long though, and Madelyn had had enough. "Alright, I can't keep pretending to swim here." She stood up and turned to me, stern. "It's ok, I've been daydreaming of this stuff as well." A cheeky grin crept across her face as she stepped closer to me, one hand sliding down to cup the hard-on in my trunks. "I wasn't sure if it was just me being too horny, or if you were actually trying to feel me up, but that absolutely answers it."
Having been caught red handed, I flushed in embarrassment, though relieved that despite everything, this seemed to be working out. "If that's the case, do you want to continue swimming? Or..." I was tripping over my words in a panic. Turns out, I was nowhere near as smooth as my own fantasies told me. "Oh hush, just come with me to the family changing room." giggled Madelyn. Thank god at least one of us was smart.
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The family changing rooms were a set of changing rooms and lockers set aside from the rest of the pool, which let parents change their children in private. Lucky for us, there was an empty one, which Madelyn and I practically tripped over one another trying to get in. Giggling, I took Madelyn by the shoulders and pushed her against the door, sliding one hand down her sides, teasing her before locking the changing room. "So it wasn't just me, huh?" I grinned, unable to contain my excitement.
My arm slid back round to massage her backside, her supple ass-cheeks sitting perfectly in my palm. Madelyn giggled and pulled me in closer, the two of us grinding against each others nether regions. I pulled up Madelyn's shirt, freeing her two small breasts. Crouching down, I took the right in one hand whilst kissing the other, pursing my lips around the soft flesh, and flicking my tongue across the nipple. Madelyn moaned, but pushed me back and knelt down in front of me. "That felt great, but I'm going for a bit more than teasing foreplay."
