Always a Bridesmaid...,an observers perspective

by Wet Satin

     My business trip was a deplorable mess, nothing had gone right from the
start and it was my job to revamp the presentation with the needed revisions
before we could approach the chairman again. My room was quite cramped so
I opted to sit out by the pool hoping to clear my head, it was not working,
all I could hear for the hours I sat staring an the blinking cursor was 
the sound of a wedding on the other side of the plants. Oh I managed to
pound out a few of the needed items but when looking back at them they made
little or no sense so I ordered another drink. 
     By now the festivities from the other side of the atrium beyond the 
plants had died down and all I heard now was the sounds of clinking dishes
and cleaning crews bitching about how much mess there was, I could possibly
think now. I started pounding upon my abused laptop again, each keystroke 
a scream of submission from my overworked little machine, I sensed it's pain
when I got that nasty little error message that said everything I had on the
screen at the moment had been blasted into cyberbytes and ground into 
nothingness, I shut it off and ordered 2 drinks, both of them doubles. It 
was at that moment, out of the corner of my eye, I saw her stumble through
the plants and was suddenly mesmerized by the calmness on the pools surface.
     She looked kind of "out of it" like she had been drinking but was 
instantly aware of the pool, she stepped away from the edge and began to 
walk around it, her long blue incredibly sexy dress gliding around her
ankles, she was a good looking woman I noted to myself. I took a sip of my
drink and quickly gagged on it as I saw her now walking into the pool slowly
and deliberatly. She looked as if she were having a religious experience as 
she moved deeper, paused, and slipped under the surface. I sat, captivated
by this womans desire to be exactly where she was at the moment, cut off
from the world and isolated in her own little space. I began to stand
thinking she maybe in trouble when she resurfaced, brushed her long red 
hair back then just floated on her back. I have to admit I found this 
display very exciting, the bulge in my pants saying so loud and clear. 
Having always loved the sight of a nice lady getting wet in a hot looking
dress always got a rise out of me, this time it was a maximum turn-on.
Maybe it was the thought of her just away from the wedding after a long day,
or the fact that she did it so very deliberatly and in such a public place 
or the fact that I was having such a miserable day, possibly that in the 
course of my life I had only seen this happen on TV or on a video, NEVER
in real life and right in front of me. I grabbed my drinks and moved to a
table right next to the water, watching her float so gracfully with the blue
fabric of her dress all shiny and clingy, it was great!! I saw when the
pool man approached, I called to her quietly but she didn't hear me.
She was quite startled when she realized he was there, they said some things
to each other but I could not hear. She stood in the water for a couple 
minutes with her dress sinking around her, she looked so unbelievably HOT
in that blue dress, I almost has enough guts to comment on how great she 
looked but she started moving to the steps, the long blue silky fabric
following behind, I could see it, shining like glitter under the water. Then
she was climbing out, I swear she gave me a wink as she headed for the lobby
but that must have been my sex organ talking. I followed her, it was easy as 
she left such an obvious trail through the lobby, all I wanted to do was 
catch a whiff or a scent of the wet fabric, thinking it would be rich and
arousing, I lost her at the elevators. I went back to my room immediatly
and masterbated in the shower, imagining she was there with me in that 
silky blue gown.

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