11. Stacy's Erotica: Anton and the Mermaid, Take 2, pt 2

I.

On her next return to his side of the pool, Katherine paused at the height of her turn, hanging onto the side of the pool and gazing up at him with smiling face.

“Are you coming in, then?” she asked.

“Yes, of course.”

Anton briefly considered diving in, using his best form, then decided against it and just slipped in to the water, thankful as ever that the temperature was kept nice and warm.

“I haven’t seen you here this late before,” Anton ventured.

“I thought I would try it,” Katherine said. “And it is restful, swimming here all alone. Just you and the water and your laps.”

“That’s the way I’ve always found it,” Anton agreed.

“I hope you don’t mind that I’m here, disturbing your solitude.”

“Not at all,” Anton said quickly.

“Good. C’mon, I’ll race you.”


II.

When they’d completed their workout, Anton and Katherine relaxed at the shallow end of the pool.

“Would you like to go out for a juice drink?” asked Anton. (They were in training, and eschewed all alcohol.)

“Sure,” said Katherine.

The Barlow Juice Bar was a popular hangout for the athletes in training for the Olympic tryouts. Even late at night, athletes were there, sipping one of a variety of all-natural fruit juices and either surfing the web on laptop computers, or chatting with each other.

Anton and Katherine took their glasses and went to a back corner booth.

By the end of the evening, they were fast friends, having discovering a mutual liking for animated movies (both of them chose the Toy Story trilogy as the greatest movies of all time), a desire to scuba dive the most famous dive sites of the world, and of course, the ambition to be Olympic champions.

III.

A couple of months later, they were halfway through their midnight workout when Katherine swam out of her lane and into Anton’s.

“How’s your breath control?” she murmured as she side-stroked beside him.

“Uh…it’s great. Why?”

“Well, I was thinking…have you ever made love…in the water?”

“I never have…I won’t say I haven’t thought of it, though.”

“Would you like to do it…now?”

“I’d be delighted,” he said.

He wiggled out of his swimming trunks, and Katherine shed hers.

“So,” murmured Anton, “are you ready?”

“Oh, yeah,” Katherine murmured back.

To be continued on the 28th.