The pool

It's a great day for an evening swim. Sarah agrees, and you ask her to get changed into some swimwear (as a friend, and as a Clothing Controller). The pool is irregular-shaped and not too crowded today, though still far from empty. You spot a group of cute Asian girls at one end of the pool. Before long, Sarah arrives, daring enough to wear a single-piece, all covered black swimsuit in front of you, one that offers as much cover as a tank top and panties combined.

"Hey," she says, and steps into the pool. "Ah, it's cold." The water water reaches up to her chin when she stands, so she has to keep hopping to be comfortable.

You are about to pinch her nipple when she spots someone. "Oh, hey! Siao Qing!" she calls out to one of the Asians. Qing sees her, and they wave at each other. She says something to her group, and makes her way to Sarah.

She's beautiful, and very pale for an Asian. Her body is petite but still curvaceous, and she's wearing a modest bikini. You can't tell more unless look from underwater.

"Hey, I haven't seen you in a long time. How have you been?" Sarah says, and they embrace.

"I have been good, thank you," Qing says, in an accent. "oh!" She notices you.

You say hi, and Sarah introduces you. "This is John, he's -"

"I know," Qing says, and blushes. "He is the clothing controller."

"Yeah, I just wanted to say it."

"How did you two get to know each other?" you say.

"We were pen pals for a long time," Sarah says. "She's from China, and we've been writing to each other for years. Do you know the odds of us ending up studying at the same college? When I knew, I was like, oh my God. We only first met two months ago."

"How about you?" Qing asks.

"Friends since high school. Well, if it's only two months, I guess you probably don't know Sarah very well yet. I can help with that."

Sarah goes wide-eyed. "NO. But she's here! Please!"

"That's the point! Give me your swimsuit. You'll have to go completely nude this time."

"Seriously? Please don't make me do this, John." she says, but you give no reply. So she has **** and takes one last look around before she starts pulling the strap off of her shoulder and peels the suit off her beautiful chest. "Yep, you knew it was coming." You go underwater to observe. She continues to undress, revealing her midriff and the last point of contact being her pussy. She has to curl her legs to finally slip the whole thing off of her, showcasing her pussy for a brief moment.

She hands the swimsuit to you when you surface, covering her breasts. "You fucking jerk!" As soon as you take the swimsuit you throw it to the lounge chair beside the pool, where you set the rest of your belongings. Sarah watches in dismay but makes her way to the edge of the pool and only clings onto it. Rising any further would reveal her naked shoulders and draw attention to her, so she stays with the water level at her neck. You catch Qing peeking, and wonder how many people have noticed. At least that's better than having to keep hopping in the middle of the water, or worse, actually swimming.

Qing is blushing again, unable to look either of you in the eye. You feel slightly embarrassed, too, especially with Qing here, a girl you don't yet know. While previously your erections have been amply concealed by your denim jeans, it is now poking out of your shorts like a rocket. But she doesn't seem to mention it. Maybe it's an effect of being a Clothing Controller?

But still, here at the edge of the pool, nobody's really noticing Sarah. There's a game of aqua volleyball going on, and nobody playing has even noticed

"Are you really going to stay here?" You ask.

"Does it look like you gave me a choice?" She screams. Her breasts press into the pool wall.

"You are so naughty," Qing teases.

"Am I?" I laugh, and turn to Sarah. "Well, I'm going to give you one. Either we go to the middle of the pool, or this."

The back of my hand slides along the wall to reach Sarah's bare pussy, and I start to fiddle.

"No! John, you can't do this to me!" She squirms, but unsure whether its better to go closer into the wall or away from it. Either way, your fingers follow. You find her labia, and you give it little tickles and rubs. Sarah manages to say a few "fuck you, John. Fuck you"s between her muffled moans. Her legs just can't stay still, and open up. It looks like she's trying to straddle or climb the wall.

Qing dives down, probably out of curiosity to see what's going in. But she stays underwater for so long, and I dive down myself (fingers still working) to find her scrutinizing Sarah's body up close.

"What the hell were you two doing?" Sarah says you both resurface.

"It looks fun," Qing leans in to tease Sarah, and you catch her eyes darting away from a sideways glance at you. You can't believe it. She looked so innocent!

"Oh my God! Qing? You bitc - ah - " When she says her name the pitch rises and false and rises again, kind of like a grumpy little child, or the way her legs are moving around."You - STOP IT, John! I'M BEGGING YOU! I'll go, okay? I'll go!" She detaches from the wall and slowly hops away from it.

"Do you want to try?" You ask Qing.

"Me? Uh - " she blushes and can't look you in the eye.

She turns back to check on the group, which has about 10 people all the way on the other side of the pool. It looks like they've forgotten her.

"Yes," she says, barely audible, still looking at everywhere except you. "But don't take away my clothes please." She lightly wraps her arm around her top. "And underwater. Don't let them see me."

Wow, never judge a book by its cover.