As she suggested, swimming!

After a few weeks training together (and more than a few visits to the gym's backroom together), Jordan and Tanya really hit it off. He was the sweet, kind guy she wanted, and she was the strong, confident woman that always brought the best out of him.

And both were very much into experimenting with their shared kink. At that point more than a few pharmacy clerks knew how light he was packing with how open she was with asking about how small were their smallest condoms, or with the endless nicknames she gave to his tool.

And every single one of those things made him hard as a rock. Or a pebble, in his case.

But he didn't go unrewarded either, besides getting more into SPH, Jordan's "morning toothpick" (as Tanya calls it) got the blowjob of their life more than a few times. He himself became quite skilled with his tongue and hands to keep up with his lover.

Still, Tanya was hatching the perfect plan to take the next step in their sexy escapades, and the two missing pieces had finally arrived:

A man thong, and not any kind of thong, it was one of those that were stitched in a way that even if you were covered, it would still display every detail of his tiny dick and balls in a little bright red bulge.

And the other was a black pair of shorts. At a first glance they looked like any other pair of shorts but they had a dirty secret: they were dissolving shorts, so sometime after getting in the water, Jordan would be left nude with the only options of baring it all or wearing a microscopic thong, and Jordan didn't suspect a thing. It was perfect!