Swimming always eased Jessica’s mind. On the day of every major test she ever took, she would take an early morning swim in the university pool before putting in one more cramming session at the library. Today was no different. Jessica had a midterm in biology and she was extremely stressed out even though she felt well prepared.
Jessica arrived at the pool around 6:30. When swimming season was not going on, the pool is typically abandoned at this hour and she had the whole room to herself. There was something extremely peaceful and soothing to Jessica about calmly cutting through the water with no one watching her. She enjoyed the sound of the repetitive splash of her rhythmic strokes as her hand dipped into the pool and her legs kicked behind her.
She was in the pool for about 45 minutes; mostly swimming laps but occasionally taking a few minutes just to relax and float in the water. When she got out, Jessica couldn’t have felt better. Her muscles were loose and her mind was lucid. She headed to the locker-room to shower and get dressed to go to the library. When she got to the door to the girls locker-room it was locked. This was not a surprise, since they often locked up the girl’s room when no one was around to prevent perverts from setting up cameras or hiding in the lockers, but it was an obstacle none the less. Her hair smelled of chlorine and she needed a hot shower to clear her sinuses.
She decided to head for the boy’s room on the opposite side of the pool, which was always open. To be honest, the facilities in there were nicer anyways and odds were that she wouldn’t run into anybody in there at 7:15 in the morning. She grabbed her gym bag with her street clothes and cautiously entered the locker-room.
When Jessica had determined that the coast was clear, she set her bag down on a bench and peeled off her one piece bathing suit and let it fall to the ground. Part of the reason that Jessica liked the privacy of the indoor pool was that her body often drew a lot of attention. When she chose to swim at the more popular outdoor pool, the boys would gawk at her beautifully shaped D breasts. Looking at herself in the mirror, she couldn’t really blame them.
Her tits were young and perky, but with a slight natural sag that proved that they weren’t bought. They bounced effortlessly as she moved about. Her nipples were rose colored and about the size of a half dollar piece. In the cold air, she could feel them hardening. She walked over and turned the shower on.
As she waited for the shower to heat up, Jessica examined her finely trimmed bush that had been waxed with the exception of a narrow landing strip above her slit. Unconsciously, she felt her hand slide down and begin rubbing her pussy lips as she watched herself in the mirror. Her second hand came up and started to massage her breasts. She realized, as she stood there admiring herself, how horny she was.