Emily and Steve Part 3

"Probably something about the public aspects of the sex in the gym locker room," I suggested. Emily nodded agreement, and then changed the subject. I had thought that was the end of the shower fantasy, but Emily would prove me wrong.

On Thursday, Emily and I planned on heading out to one of the local dance clubs, so instead of going to the gym, I decided to go for a swim in my apartment building's pool. My building has a swimming pool and whirlpool that are open to all the residents. The pool itself is quite small, and usually is only good for the weekend crowd of kids that splash around in it. So a few years ago the management of the building installed an "endless pool." Basically, it is a small pool about 15 feet long. At one end, there are water jets that create a current. By adjusting the current to match your swimming speed, you basically can swim endlessly in place. It's a great way to get some good exercise without having to take up a lot of room.

I headed down to the pool room, and started swimming. Underwater, and unable to hear or see much, I was unaware that someone else had entered the room until I was finished with my laps. Pulling myself out of the endless pool, I was surprised to see Mike sitting in the whirlpool. "Hey, I thought we were going to meet up at the club?" I said, wondering if perhaps I had gotten our plans mixed up in my head.

"We were," Mike said, a sly smile crossing his face. "But I thought I would come for a quick soak before I got ready. Anyway, I am heading towards the showers now." Mike got out of the whirlpool, and I noticed he was wearing a pair of my boarder's shorts. Mike has, however, a much smaller waist then I do, and as he was walking towards the shower room door, the shorts started to work their way down, revealing his cute, white ass. "Oops," he said, pulling them back up, "looks like I'm falling out of these." He winked at me, and walked into the change room.