Please go easy on me this has been running through my head for weeks hopefully by writing it I can get some peace! I hope you like it!
"I can't believe I'm going to do this" I think to myself, as I stand in semi darkness.
A soft light from the emergency exit lights barely illuminating my tracksuit shorts, tshirt, socks and trainers which were already on the floor in the middle of the mens changing room. I shudder not from the cold but from nerves as they start to get the better of me.
"I'm just going for a swim" I tell myself "that's all."
It was 9.15pm, the pool closed at 8.30 and the last of my colleagues left at 9 happy to get out of work and to be going home. I had other things on my mind as they left, impatiently waiting for the usual gossiping to finish up and the good-byes to be said before I could lock the door behind them after giving some lame excuse as to why I wasn't leaving with them. But now it was just me and I was going to do this.
I slip the straps of my bra off my shoulders push it down, pull it round to unclip it and let it fall to the floor. I tuck my fingers into the waist band of my knickers and push, wiggling my hips once, they join my other clothes at my feet.
There! Now I was naked, in the dark, in the mens changing room, at work, alone.
I reach down to my swimsuit wondering if I should just leave it here but I had my plan, the plan which had been niggling away at the back of my mind, filling my head when I couldn't sleep at night ever since I started work here 6 months ago. I step into the suit and pull it up over the gentle curves of my hips put my arms through the straps and tug it up over my full breasts. Now I was ready.
I walked out to the pool leaving my clothes behind on the floor almost daring some invisible ghost to steal them away leaving me in just my swimsuit.
The pool was so quiet in sharp contrast to the splashing and laughing from an hour ago. There was nothing but darkness behind the obscured glass in the lower windows, which ran down both sides the full length of the pool, and an inky black through the upper clear glass windows.
The water was calm with just the occasional burble from the filter inlets. I climb down the ladder at the shallow end, tensing up as the water rose up my legs and over my firm buttocks. I walk slowly away from the ladder gradually submerging myself in the cool blue tinted water ducking under for a moment to completely submerge myself. As I rise out of the water I tip my head back so my shoulder length straight dark glossy hair slicks back out of my face. I relax backwards back into the water and lift my feet off the bottom to float, staring at the ceiling listening to the silence. I've never felt this alert, the quiet sounds of the water lapping against the sides seem so loud, I can feel the tiny currents of water running along my body sending tingles up my back to the nape of my neck. It was time to do this.
I slip the straps of my suit over my shoulders tuck my elbows back to free my arms from the straps. That is all I will do, the rest is up to the silent water.
I wade backwards to the edge of the pool push back against it with my feet and push out into the middle. It works! I can feel the top of my suit pulling backwards caught by the water as I glide forwards. Stroke after stroke I can feel the water gently tugging at my suit. The fabric is pulling back over itself and is slipping down over my breasts and little by little the cool water finds new exposed skin to caress. But as soon as it had started it stopped, my areola are just getting tickled by the water, my hard nipples are still tucked under the fabric of my suit. It stubbornly stays put, my snug fitting swimsuit is not cooperating with my dreams.
I change tack and swim to the nearest edge. I back up against the wall drop down into the water and push out underwater arching my back in the process. My suit reluctantly gives in and slips down over my nipples and the rush of a hundred light water current fingertips caresses my naked breasts, giving me goosebumps.
Another length and I push away again from the edge my suit is now around my waist peeling back over the top of my curving buttocks and at the front it is being pushed back down to the top of my smooth mound. Again it refuses to go any further, my frustration rises, the elasticity in the fabric is too much. My waking dreams and plans won't be foiled by my suit! I had dreamt of being silently stripped bare by the water without me touching myself.
I seal dive down from the surface to the bottom of the pool, I can hear my heartbeat pounding loudly in my head as the water fills my ears. I get to the bottom and swim along it slowly almost gasping when my achingly erect nipples drag along the rough tiles. I roll over on to my back and push my bum to the bottom dragging it along the tiles creating just enough friction and my suit reluctantly slips down over my hips.
Running out of air I quickly tuck my legs under me and push up for the surface kicking my legs as I go leaving my suit drifting down in the depths of the pool. I surface sucking in lungs full of air, my whole body is tingling with excitement. I'm swimming naked in a public swimming pool, alone in the dark, I feel so alive, so exposed!
I roll on to my back and float for a while and for the first time glance down at my naked body. The water is lapping up against my soft breasts my skin looking pale in the darkness. Between them, I can see the shape of my ribs and further down my stomach under the water. I push my hips up and startle myself as I laugh out loud with delight, the sound echoing off the walls of the pool, as see my bare mound momentarily lift up from the water, and I fully realise that I've finally done it.
The embers of a familiar warm tingling glow begin to take hold between my legs, but I want to prolong this moment, for this fantasy to develop. Swimming up and down I roll from my back to my front and onto my back again, reveling in the sensations of the water brushing against every inch of my body. I gently scull myself over to the edge and rest my feet on the ladder as I float. I slide my left hand out of the water and up across my chest and idly draw shapes with my finger across the warm damp skin of my right breast, teasing my over-sensitive nipple. The fiery glow is taking hold deep in my body it's becoming too much.