After Practice

[lapswimmer]

As we sat down to eat, I realized all I had on was my white speedo. I was used to eating at home in nothing but a brief underwear but for entertaining a lady I felt a bit under dressed. I said, "Katy, I can run in a throw on a shirt before we eat." She looked at me in a quizzical way and said, "Matt, I like you just the way you are." So we sat down to eat and I must have been hungry. In fact we both were. We consumed those steaks without hardly saying a thing. Washing down the last bite with the last bit of wine in our glasses, Katy looked up and said, "Matt, would you like to go down to the dock and watch the sun set?" "When it drops behind the mountain it is so peaceful out here." I said sure thing and we cleaned up the dishes in record time and headed hand-in-hand down to the dock. We grabbed a couple of dry towels in case we wanted to take a swim.

There was a bench seat at the dock facing the water. Throwing our towels over the gray splintered wood, we sat down and gazed out at the lake. Some geese had settled in and occasionally dipped their heads for water or a passing morsel of food. A cool breeze embraced or bodies. Katy said, "If we are going to take a dip, we better do it now, cause after the sun goes down it will be pretty cool." I said let's go for it and we walked out to the end of the dock. The lake was crystal clear and you could see the stony bottom six feet below. We looked at each other, smiled, and then facing the lake, dove in together. As I entered the water, the chill of that spring fed lake stunned me. I came up with a gasp remembering our earlier drop into the water. The lake had not warmed up one little bit. So did Katy and she quickly swam over to me, locking her legs around my waist and arms around my neck. Treading water, I said,"So now I have to tread water for both of us?" She giggled and pressed her belly and mound into my belly. I said, "Well, if you insist, I can handle it." She giggled again and our lips met for a kiss between my gulps of air.

I felt some pressure in the speedo, but the cold water kept him in check for the moment. There was a buoy about fifty yards out so we swam out to it and hung on chattering about the lake and the cold water. Before Katy took off to back to the dock, she looked at me with a devilish look and said, "I hope the cold water doesn't keep you from playing later." Before I could respond she took off as if to signal a race back to the dock. I kept up with her and as we got to the dock, we pulled ourselves up, the cold water cascading off our bodies. The sun glistened on her and the transparency of her suit excited me, and I could feel that swell coming on again.