Friday Night Free Swim is the worst night to guard. Not that I enjoy working at the pool anyway, but Fridays I have to stay until 11pm for the three old people who show up every week. It is 9 pm and Marla, the remaining patron, is making her slow way across the pool. I shift from my left foot to my right. Loise, my supervisor, is packing up her office and...
Being a school teacher I have the summer off. So when Billy left for work in the morning I was still in my pajamas when I went out to get the paper. I thought about throwing on a robe but decided "screw it", my light weight linen pajamas would do just fine. As I picked up the paper I saw Billy's next door neighbor, Debie, getting her paper too. We struck up...
A swim. I was really looking forward to a swim. The day was hot and sultry with no sign of a breeze, and the next cool change seemed to be days off. It had been a hot, steamy Sydney summer, the past month been made hotter and steamier for me because it had been the month of the gay and lesbian Mardi Gras. In March each year, the city throbs to a queer beat,...
We'd been friends for years. It wasn't until the last few months though that I found my nipples hardening as she spoke while my eyes wandered to her cleavage. Over these last four years, we'd talked for hours, solving the world's problems and explaining the day-to-day of our lives to each other. Lately though, I couldn't concentrate during our talks. It was...
Betty sat at the breakfast bar, sipping her wine and admiring her second husband's physique as he got on with preparing dinner. Three years her junior and soon approaching his 40th birthday, he was in better shape than a lot of men half his age. His job helped with this of course; as a swimming instructor he kept fit and his muscular thighs were a sight to b...
I was fat. The folds of flab had reached over my lap and would rest midway between my thighs and knees when I sat. My upper arms wobbled as I walked, and my thighs rubbed together enough to cause a pimply rash. My lover said she adored my obesity, that women should not pander to male fantasies of beauty. She came hardest on the days I had my regular short-ba...
It was a very hot lazy afternoon and I welcomed the chance to join my neighbor, Susan, in a swim and some sun around her backyard pool. My husband and I had often remarked at the miracle of landscaping that her yard represented; her backyard was completely screened from the surrounding houses. Between stands of poplars and ivy shrouded trellises, every inch...
This story is based on actual events. It is taken from my journal. I rented a beach house on west Galveston Island in late September and invited three of my female friends for a four day stay. The first to arrive was Teri who drove down from Dallas. Teri is about 10 years older than I, about my height, slightly heavier, with dark brown hair. I met Teri on t...
I'm 21, attending a college in South Texas and a thousand miles away from home; I was not looking forward to hanging around on campus this summer. I usually went back East for the summer break, but this year, both my parents are spending it in Europe on a long awaited vacation. With all of my other friends, either moved away or busy working I decided to stay...
Jenna realized when Kat's boyfriend drove off she was alone with her friend, which made her feel slightly uncomfortable for a brief moment. At almost five foot four, Jenna was average height, blonde and buxom. Despite not being a California native, many people assumed she was a stereotypical surfer girl when they met her. Kat had shacked up with her college...