Academy Swim Suits Novels & Stories

I snickered. "We'll see about that. Coach," Jared beckoned at the coach who immediately turned his direction towards us. "Caden walked into the pool area without his swimsuit and we have rules that are strictly against it. No school uniforms are allowed in the pool area." He added, eyes staring at me but I looked away. "Jared is right Caden. You have to be in your swim suit just like everyone else so why aren't you properly dressed?" He asked, arms folded as he looked at me.

They were all wearing the same thing. Academy uniforms. I froze, the flower I was holding forgotten. The uniforms were beautiful; deep navy blue blazers with gold trim with crisp white shirts underneath. The Academy crest embroidered on the breast pocket, a wolf howling at a crescent moon. I'd only seen Academy students a few times at the spa. But up close like this? The uniforms were even more impressive. "Yelena!" Stanley called out. "The ballroom looks amazing! You've outdone yourself!"

Apart from Charles, Raelyn, and Renee, everyone had already found their places, and it looked like Adrian had already taken his father for a swim, judging by Anthony’s wet hair. Renee wore a one-piece swimsuit, but unlike her usual one, the suit Raelyn picked for her had a more modern style. It had a high neckline with see-through mesh around the chest and waist, which made it stand out against the solid black material. The mesh added a stylish and slightly bold touch, while the tight fit showed off her shape. What was impressive about Renee was that she had wider hips. Even though women her age often lose fullness in that area, she still maintained a great figure.

Reed took us to the main house to look around before swimming. My suit was an old ratty one-piece that I'd found at a thrift store. I know that seems trashy, but when you don't have money and the swimming suit cost two dollars, you get over the whole ick factor and wash it thoroughly before wearing. I didn't feel comfortable wearing it in front of Reed and just stayed in my shorts, but exchanged my sweaty t-shirt for a tank. I owned exactly two bras and one was deep in the dirty clothes basket, so I had to keep my sweaty one on.

She raised a two-piece suit in front of me. “What the fuck is that?” “Your new swimsuit!” “No way I’d wear that!” I protested. “Swimming is the only excuse you may have to wear girl clothes because men actually wear less. Unless you wanna go topless.” “But I can always go for wetsuits that cover me from ankle to neck.” “Sure, but you said you wanted to try a different you and see if you’ll like it, remember? So why not try a swimsuit? Anyway, this one is not too revealing but very sophisticated.”

"You did not tell me that the pool is this huge!" Rayne exclaimed, looking at me with wide eyes. I could see it, I could see how nervous she was. She was scared of approaching the pool. "Trust me, the size doesn't matter. What matters is that I want you to learn how to handle yourself in water," I told her. She was wearing a white floral one piece swimming suit that hugged her little body perfectly and her hair was pulled up in a messy bun. She looked so cute, yet sexy at the same time. How could she manage to do that? How could she be sexy and cute at the same time?

『 AUDREY 』 After school, Cayden and Eric told me to go home and pack my swimsuit and everything necessary for the beach. I'm not gonna lie, I thought over this whole thing over and over again and even almost bailed. I gave a big sigh as I packed my underwear, sunglasses and sunscreen. I wore my bathing suit under my oversized blue shirt and white ripped jeans. I looked over to my chair, where Cayden's hoodie sits. I don't really intend on giving it back until he asks, and I'm really hoping he doesn't. I slipped on white slippers and head out.

Some of the swimsuits were so revealing that they left almost nothing to the imagination. "I thought you said you were only going to promote decent swimsuits for decent women. Not these shameless pinup outfits!" I said.

Then there was the humiliation she was feeling. Everything she had seen and experienced so far today told her that the ropes were invisible, but when wearing nothing but a school swimsuit, she felt like the whole world could see her in this shameful straightjacket. Then there were the lines, the black lines on her skin, as wide as her fingers and clear as day. Luckily, swimsuits at a Catholic school were as modest they could be. They were more like wetsuits but with the sleeves and pant legs cut off and covered her throat like a turtleneck, so her collar and the binds around her shoulders were covered.

It’s from the same brand as where Ethan bought the dress and I was curious to know what else he got. My eyes grow wide as big as my smile when I see Ethan got me swimsuits as well. There are two in different styles and colors. One is a one-piece beige with the midriff cutout, and the other is a neon green bikini top and a black bottom. I pick the green one, for now, pleased with the exciting color. The sun has only just risen when I take my first dip into the pool. It was near freezing but my body slowly adjusted to the water and it was refreshing.