Not really

You peeked out the lounge window to see Sylvia walking away from the changing rooms to lock up the front gate. You stepped halfway outside and flipped her a thumbs up. She surprisingly did the same. Gloria was waiting outside by the diving board but couldn’t see you. You took a moment to hold out the front of your trunks, almost as is contemplating if she’d be seeing your cock tonight, and if she’d be as impressed as Sylvia when she saw it. You flushed the idea out of your mind, reminding yourself that you were both wearing clothes and swimming. You couldn’t entirely ignore the strange feeling that you were wrong though.

You stepped into her sight and waved. Gloria had her head looking down her own shirt. You instead whistled to get her attention. She looked up and quickly tucked in her shirt. It was painful not to look at the nipple a that were only barely visible behind the Red Cross.

“So, what do you want to do first?” You asked her, not really knowing what to do.

“I’ll probably start swimming or something. I don’t know. I mean the it’s still bright out and anything else, I’d wait nighttime for.”

“We’ll both swim then. I’ll join you.”