Let Alex Come Swim

You sighed in defeat. You might as well, it was only Alex after all. And maybe having a friend nearby would be nice. At the very least it'd help you keep your mind off things. With a little wave of approval you let him in and guided him through the house to the back yard and the swimming pool.

It was a good pool. Large enough to warrant having a diving board and a proper patio around it. A couple of deck chairs were set along the edge and the whole yard was safely shielded from view by a nice tall privacy fence. Your parents had been adamant that no one was to use the pool while they were gone, but fuck it, it was summer and it was hot and they weren't here to tell you no.

Alex wasted no time tossing his towel idly aside and shortly after pulling his t-shirt over head and tossing it away as well. You bit your lip absent-mindedly as you looked at his tan and athletic torso. You never really noticed just how nice a body your buddy had. Did he surf? It showed. A second later and you had snapped yourself out of that kind of thinking again just as Alex was jumping into the water.

"WOO!" he said, coming up for air and shaking water from his sandy blonde hair. "Dude, come in, it feels awesome!"

Swimming wasn't on your list of plans, not given the circumstances anyway. Instead you compromised to just sit calmly by the edge, dipping your legs into the water.

"So uh..." Alex began as he swam near you. "So you're a girl now, huh?"

You rolled your eyes. "Yes, Alex. I'm a girl."

"You mean, like, all the way? You're totally a girl?"

"Yes!" you snapped, annoyed that he'd keep on this topic. "Trust me, I checked!"

"Oh..." he said thoughtfully. Which was weird, as Alex had never been someone comfortable in the world of thought. Suddenly a broad and mischief filled grin covered his face and before you knew it, he had taken hold of both of your ankles in the water. "TAKE A DEEP BREATH!" he called before pulling you into the pool.

You were vaguely aware of splashing, flailing, and cursing a LOT as you floundered yourself back out of the pool, water running off of you while you tried to catch your breath. "You asshole..."

"Woooo! Looking GOOOOD" you heard him call just over your shoulder. Turning around to glare at him you couldn't help but notice the clothing he was holding in the air with one hand. A pair of soccer shorts. The pair you HAD been wearing just a moment ago. Your face turned beet red as you tried to cover your nude lower body with your t-shirt, only then noticing the soaked white material clinging tightly to your breasts and giving him a view of both.