Peter looked at his watch - it was five past nine in the morning. The sun was shining and it was very warm. He decided to take a long walk and just enjoy the wonderful July Sunday. When he got down to the river he saw that it was nobody there - too early in the morning for most people. He decided to cool off with a swim, and so he took off his shirt and sneakers and rolled up his jeans and went in the water.
As he got out of the river he saw some girls coming towards the river. He quickly got dressed and decided to discretely watch them from the woods near the riverbed. The girls were around 17-18 years old, and very good-looking. His eyes quickly fell on the oldest of the girls. Peter knew her - she went to the same college as him, and worked at the local 7-11 - and had been secretly in love with her for some time. The girl was exceptionally good-looking, with long, red hair tied in a pony-tail and a perfectly formed body. She wore rolled-up bluejeans with a belt, a yellow blouse tied in a bow at the front, grey sneakers without socks, a chain around the right ancle and a leather bracelet on the left arm. Peter decided to follow her discretely as she went down along the river. After a few hundred metres the river ran out into a lake. The girl continued for some distance along the lake, until she reached a small beach-like secluded spot of the river. The girl sat down on one of the big rocks, just looking out in the sky and enjoying the hot sun. Peter was about to leave and go back to the other girls, which had probably gotten into the water at this time, when the girl suddenly stood up and walked down to the water proper. Excited at the prospect of seeing this girl of his dreams get undressed right there before him, Peter decided to stay and watch. Much to his surprise, however, the girl went straight into the water. Having been a "closet-wetlooker" for a few years, Peter started to feel extremely turned-on at the thought of this girl swimming fully clothed in the lake. He went a bit closer, still staying hidden. After only a few metres, the girl was in water up to her shoulders, and she broke into a swim. Peter was really turned-on now, and had to combat the urge to immediately join her. After swimming for perhaps twenty metres, the girl stopped and started splashing around in the water. After splashing around for nearly ten minutes, she started swimming back towards the rocks. As she got up in the water, Peter saw that her thin yellow blouse had become see-through and that she didn't wear a bra. He felt a hard-on coming. Suddenly, the girl turned around and started swimming out towards the centre of the lake again. That was it - Peter couldn't control himself any longer. He got up, and went a bit further down the lake. Then he got in the water himself, not bothering about taking his shirt and shoes off this time, and started swimming towards the girl. As he reached her, the girl stopped, tread the water and looked at him. Peter did the same. "Hi," he said. "I'm Peter."
"I know," said the girl. "I've seen you at college. I'm Marcy." The girl didn't seem to mind him being fully clothed in the water at all. He hoped she didn't notice his hard-on.
"Nice day for a swim, isn't it?" he said.
"Yes. You come here often?"
"Oh - three or four times a week in the summer. How 'bout you?"
"It's my first time - we've just moved here. It's nice here, too."
Peter decided to burst the bubble. "Do you always swim in your clothes?"
"Whenever I get the chance," Marcy answered, much to his delight. "I love to swim with my clothes on - the feeling really turns me on. How about you - do you always swim in your clothes too?"
"Sometimes," Peter answered.
Marcy looked at his body in the water. His hard-on was still visible. "Yes, and I can see that you like it too."
Suddenly she swam closer to him and kissed him on the forehead. "How 'bout a game of water tag?" she asked. "Sure," said Peter.

They played in the water for nearly an hour. They got up together, and Marcy put her arm around Peter's waist. The feeling of Marcy's wet body against his, and her glistening red hair in the sun made Peter even more turned on. He pulled her towards him and kissed her. Marcy first looked a bit shocked and suprised, then she said, "kiss me again." They kissed again, even more passionately this time. Then Marcy grabbed Peter's hand and started running towards the trees. She lay down on the grass, pulled Peter towards her and started unbuttoning his shirt. Peter, knowing what was coming, didn't resist. After making wild and passionate love to each other for nearly half an hour, the couple got up.
"I guess you'll come back tomorrow," Marcy said.
"Of course," said Peter. They kissed, and Marcy ran back towards her friends. Peter went towards his house as a really happy guy. He knew that he had a lot of terrific wet experiences ahead of him this summer.