"Come on in, the water's fine," Carlos beckoned from the deep end.
Olivia remained skeptical. "Mm-hmm, I can hear your teeth chattering from here."
"Okay: truth time. The heater hasn't been on for very long this morning and it's a bit chilly." She cocked her head at him and he felt compelled to elaborate on his understatement. "Alright, it's so cold, my balls have like, retracted into my body. But hey- at least I won't be making passes at you in the water. I can't guarantee that about the next guys that come in. You wanted to hit the pool early so you could have some privacy. It's just that swimming requires you to get wet. C'mon!"
Olivia paced a bit, savoring her last few moments of dryness and relative warmth, then approached the edge of the pool tentatively. She kept checking to her side to see where the tile ended and the water began. It was easy to misjudge if she only looked forwards. All that was visible in that direction was a foot and a half of cleavage and an endless expanse of navy blue spandex. Now satisfied with her positioning, she took a short hop while holding her nose. There was a savage slapping noise as the underside of her bosom hit the water, followed by a series of waves radiating from her entry point. She quickly bobbed to the surface. "You're right, it's f-f-freezing!"
The first wave hit Carlos and he pretended to go under. "Mmmpgth! Save me- need... flotation devices! -glub-"
"Don't kid about that. And I don't want to hear any jokes about the breast stroke today. You seriously need new material," Olivia said mock-sternly with a grin on her face.
Olivia remained skeptical. "Mm-hmm, I can hear your teeth chattering from here."
"Okay: truth time. The heater hasn't been on for very long this morning and it's a bit chilly." She cocked her head at him and he felt compelled to elaborate on his understatement. "Alright, it's so cold, my balls have like, retracted into my body. But hey- at least I won't be making passes at you in the water. I can't guarantee that about the next guys that come in. You wanted to hit the pool early so you could have some privacy. It's just that swimming requires you to get wet. C'mon!"
Olivia paced a bit, savoring her last few moments of dryness and relative warmth, then approached the edge of the pool tentatively. She kept checking to her side to see where the tile ended and the water began. It was easy to misjudge if she only looked forwards. All that was visible in that direction was a foot and a half of cleavage and an endless expanse of navy blue spandex. Now satisfied with her positioning, she took a short hop while holding her nose. There was a savage slapping noise as the underside of her bosom hit the water, followed by a series of waves radiating from her entry point. She quickly bobbed to the surface. "You're right, it's f-f-freezing!"
The first wave hit Carlos and he pretended to go under. "Mmmpgth! Save me- need... flotation devices! -glub-"
"Don't kid about that. And I don't want to hear any jokes about the breast stroke today. You seriously need new material," Olivia said mock-sternly with a grin on her face.