The Night Swim Novels & Stories

He keeps on lapping me hard. *************** I woke up from slumber, and went out to see Gray. I feel good and delighted. I searched for him in his office, yes he has an office here in his penthouse. He is busy scrolling on his desktop. I closed the door of his office. It's already five in the afternoon, I got to the kitchen and prepared the ingredients for the dish that I'm gonna cook later. I cooked our food and after cooking the dish, I prepared the table. It's exactly 6:00 in the evening when I am done in the kitchen. I washed my hand and go to his office. I knocked on his door, and opened it wider for me to get inside. He is getting up on his seat when I got inside the room. Let's have

THE AQUAPHOBIC November 27, 2020 6 months ago... ZACK "Remember when I turned fourteen? I told you that I wanted to join a swimming club. I was adamant and confident in my decision and you all knew me, my dream is to be a swimmer athlete. But..." I bit my lower lip as my eyes darted on the white tile floor. A memory of what I fear the most came rushing back at me, "After I joined the swimming club, a dream of someone drowning me in a lake started visiting me at night. Since then, it has never stopped. The feeling of dreaming it is like a punishment-- I couldn't breathe, I couldn't move, I couldn't feel my lungs, I felt like dying in excruciating pain." I paused for a second.

“Because Lauren doesn’t like them.” He was a good sleeper anyway—had been since he was a baby. David had never been one of those children who fussed and fought at bedtime. He didn’t mind taking a bath, either—the exact opposite of Lauren as a toddler, who would scream if her hair got wet and have to be wrestled down to rinse out the shampoo. He’d nodded off at the dinner table, just in the middle of telling her about Lauren winning the stuffed frog from the water-gun game. His voice drifted away and his eyes closed and his head lolled forward.

Step one was dealing with the bracelet. I was thinking about how to get my bracelet to David because that was important to me, but I didn’t know how to react or even function if I saw him again, knowing what happened last night. What if I asked him if there were any specific bracelets in his room when he forgot who the girl he slept with was, then I am going to be doomed. It feels like I made him remember that I am the woman he spent the night with. Thinking about this infuriated me until my phone rang. It was River.

Sophia couldn’t sleep. The guest room felt too quiet, the sheets too soft, the silence too full of everything she wasn’t supposed to feel. At 1:17 a.m. she gave up, pulled on the one-piece swimsuit she’d left in her bag, and slipped downstairs to the indoor pool. The estate was dark except for the underwater lights glowing soft blue. She dropped her towel on a lounger and slid into the water without a splash. The cool shock hit her skin like a reset button. She swam slow laps, arms cutting through the silence, trying to wash away the memory of jerking Tristan off behind the birthday tent while their son cut cake ten yards away.

Tonight, they had already made their decision to embarrass Betty. And they looked at each other as they walked towards the swimming pool. Now, they had finally found a chance, hearing that Betty couldn't swim and was afraid of water, if anyone could push her into the water later on, she would become extremely ugly in the water. Let's see how beautiful she will be tonight. When the water ballet was over, the slender performers left from the side. The pool was so clean that it could be seen at the bottom. It emitted a faint blue light, like a blue sea.

After dealing with the paraphernalia of the authorities lifting my mother's corpse, near dusk, I had managed to get Enzo and Giulia to sleep in my room, Adriano's idiot was nowhere to be seen, so I decided to steal a high-end vodka from the collection I had in the bar. There were too many memories in my head, too many questions and I couldn't help but think about how our lives had changed, so I kept drinking until I couldn't, and before I ended up dead in the pool, I got up to go to sleep and halfway I heard the incarnation of the devil talking on the phone.

******* ~~~THE BEDROOM ~~~ Later in the night, Jayden was having a nightmare and was sweating profusely, he jerked up quickly and sighed. "Oh gosh". he stares at Maya to see her sleeping calmly, he kisses her cheek, and leaves to get some water from the dispenser, he gulps the full glass of water and returns to the bed, he caresses Maya in his arms, and soon after, he drifts to sleep. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The next morning, both were having their breakfast at the dining table, Maya noticed his mood as he barely touched his food. " Jayden, are you okay?". She asked

You enjoyed the thrill of not being caught. Unable to sleep, I decided to swim to clear my mind. It’s always been very effective at calming my nerves and helping me think straight—especially in situations like this, where I’m torn between two things: first, my parents’ reaction, and second, my irrevocable attraction to my brother-in-law, who’s clearly interested in me. Wearing a black two-piece bikini, I made my way to the back door toward the swimming pool. It was already past midnight; the night air sent shivers down my spine. The cold wind pierced through the robe I was wearing—I shivered.

Sketching out a pair of bulging Speedos, with a big dick sticking out the top, the sign read: Swim Meat Night! Thursday Night (after work)! Speedos, beer and erections required, with meat to be provided by participants Adam got home around 5:00 the next day, and I got a call at the office, "Count me in for Swim Meat Night, and you can tell me more when you get home! I'm headed out to get a new suit! I could tell he was excited, and responded, "Cool...just make sure its tight and revealing." Then he laughed, "You know I can handle a tight fit."