A bit of swimming

"You're going to get us arrested," you half-heartedly chide your friend, as you walk around the perimeter of the pool to the shallow-end's step-ladder. Amy's explosive entrance hadn't attracted any attention, but that doesn't stop you from exercising caution, taking ginger steps as you turn and slowly, smoothly lower yourself into the water. Amy idly backstrokes along past you, responding to your concerns with an extra forceful kick backwards, though any wincing you do at the noise is indistinguishable from the shivers of entering the cool water.

"Well, better get some laps in before they haul us away," she says, twisting onto her front. You marvel at how little the cold seems to be bothering her, though only for a moment; as her breaststroke brings her bottom breeching the surface, you see goosebumps across each cheek, moon glistening in the moonlight. Your face feels warm despite the chill; you don’t normally stare at your friends’ asses… but you can’t say it’s never happened before, and it’s hard to ignore Amy’s at the moment. Not that you’re going to dwell on that thought for too long! After all, at Amy’s behest, tonight is a night for following impulses, and you have an idea to sublimate all those salacious thoughts right into. Paddling after your friend, you wait for her to get close to the other end of the pool, before you take a deep breath and let yourself sink. It stings slightly as you open your eyes underwater, and look up to see Amy taking her lap back, a rotund silhouette in the limited light. Kicking off the bottom of the pool, you stretch your hands up as you rocket to the surface and grab a hold of Amy, who lets out a short, sharp, sputtering scream.

"Augh! You dick!" Amy laughs, immediately launching a counter-attack of trying to shove you back under the water. The two of you wrestle back and forth in a fit of half-suppressed giggles, caution forgotten for a few moments as slide and grind around each others wet bodies in a way that is definitely not strangely satisfying to you, you swear. Amy's got an arm around your neck and you can feel her breasts pressing against your back, which would normally have your full attention, if not for something else happening that gives you pause.