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If you wanted to have the entire pool to yourself, you had to wait until the dead of the night, but as far as Pamela was concerned, she had all the time in the world, if it meant a chance to clear her head.

Few things were more relaxing than taking a dip in the middle of a large, calming pool of water, but having all that space to herself was a wonderful thing. Pamela could stretch out and float across the rippling surface, enjoying the tapestry of milky amethyst in the evening sky without worrying about bumping into someone or getting splashed on by noisy children or roughhousing teenagers.

She didn't want to rush her way out of the pool, but the evening air was just starting to turn; a nice, warm shower sounded heavenly, but as she grabbed a ladder at the edge and tugged herself out of the pool, she learned a valuable lesson about being too hasty.

The mouse was squeezing some of the excess water out of her hair, those long, brown tresses matted to her neck, rather than their usual, bouncy nature. Eyes of dark chocolate were already looking through the open door to the locker room, and a small coil took the end of her long, narrowed tail as she stepped around the dividing walls and into the rows of shower stalls.

"Can't wait to turn you up as hot as you'll go," she whispered to one of the knobs. "Hot water feels that much better when you aren't paying for it."

She was already stripping away the brilliant red of a shoulder strap when she turned on the water, and her top had just come down from her breasts when someone else stepped into the stalls.

Normally, she wouldn't have cared...until she saw the face of a familiar man standing at the end of the row.

"...Wh...what the hell?"

Looking past the showers and seeing a row of urinals on the floor, Pamela immediately realized her mistake; she had no defense for her actions when Vic offered her a look an accusing look.

"I was kinda wondering the same thing," he said. Dressed down to his own swim trunks already, Vic was set to take a courtesy rinse, but he wasn't expecting company anymore than Pamela had. "You mind telling me what you're doing in the men's room?"

A cocked brow lifted the stare of olive eyes, and as brief as it was, those eyes caught sight of Pamela's naked chest under the warm, flowing stream of water; they were both flushed when their eyes met for a second time.

"...Honest, uh...h-honest mistake," the usually confident Pamela was bashful in her confession, but she owed Vic that much. "What are you doing here, though?"

"It's the men's room. I'm supposed to be here," Vic teased. "But I was just grabbing a rinse, myself. About to jump in the pool for a night swim...this place is always deserted at night, so it's perfect for getting in a little relaxation and clearing my head...guessing you just did the same?"

"Cleared my mind a little too much, apparently," Pamela admitted. "Sorry about the intrusion, but...given the way you've been staring this whole time, I can't imagine you mind all that much."

"And yet, you still haven't covered yourself up," Vic countered.

It was a fair point to make, but Pamela was the one grinning, at that. "You're the one who should really be looking away, you know. It's rude to stare."

Even as she said it, she pushed her chest out a little further, lifting her perky bosom into the water droplets and shaking some of the excess from her fur; just as she hoped, Vic was drawn in to the sensual tease, just enough that he wouldn't be able to deny the subtle tent in his swim trunks.

"Would I be wrong to assume that you want me to stare, Pam?"

She didn't answer right away. She opted, instead, to crook a fingertip at her fellow mouse, inviting him toward the shower with her.

Though he was hesitant, he didn't see anyone else in the locker room right then, and the warmth of the shower itself seemed pleasant enough. He stepped in close, and just as he felt the heat of the showerhead rushing over his body, he felt a pair of lips land against the base of his ear.

"You can stare all you want in the pool," she whispered. "But only if you leave your trunks behind."

It wouldn't have been the first time he skinny dipped, but it would have been the first time he did so with any kind of intimate company.

Bashful at the thought but too enticed to turn down the offer, Vic tried his best not to sound too eager to jump at the chance.

"Eh...why not?" he replied, a tiny smile curling the end of his muzzle. "These trunks were already starting to feel a little tight on me."

Pamela did her best to resist the urge, but she was desperate to cup the growing bulge, knowing how close it was to pressing against her thigh. She'd try her best to contain herself until they were underwater, but with every moment they spent under the heat of the shower, she felt her resistance melting away.

She needed to get back in the pool.

"Put those in my locker, then," she offered, plucking the key from the bobby pin on her swimsuit. "And...take mine with."

**

It was a risky enough move for the pair to stand in the locker room together for so long--low traffic didn't mean no traffic--but they managed to sneak back out of the lockers unnoticed, without a scrap of clothing on them.

Approaching the edge of the pool with his length at half-mast, Vic was eager to get into the water as quickly as he could, but Pamela was leading the way, letting the naked curve of her rump tempt the mouse with every step she took.

"How's the water tonight, anyway?" Vic asked, his voice low enough to keep from drawing too much attention.

"It's almost perfect," Pamela suggested. "Just needed a little extra body heat..."

She could have stood at the edge of the pool and waited there as long as she wanted, careless of the possibility that they might be caught, but she didn't want to drive Vic too far up the wall.

Having felt his gaze on her rump the entire time, her long, narrow tail gave a quick lift, just as she upended herself and dove into the water, her body taking an elegant and graceful plunge.

"...Still can't believe we're actually doing this," Vic murmured, the words escaping before Pamela's head came back up above the water. He jumped in a moment later, his rump crashing through the surface first and surrounding his head with a flurry of ticklish bubbles.

He was bold enough to open his eyes underwater and see the foggy outline of Pamela's naked figure: seated at the very bottom of the pool, nothing blocked his view of the warm, naked cleft of her womanhood, but the same way that she'd resisted his flesh before, Vic returned the favor and pushed himself up to the surface.

Matted hair draped over his eyes, but Pamela brushed those locks away for him, grinning in his face and hiding the secret of her nudity below the water. "Just like I thought...it feels just a little bit warmer with you around," she mentioned. "Must be the fact that you're still blushing like a cherry..."

"You can't even see that through my fur."

"No, but I can feel it. Don't tell me this is your first time taking a naked dip with someone?"

"It...well...it might be."

"Might be?"

Vic gazed aside, feeling that much more embarrassed to reveal the same, but Pamela wasn't lording that much over him. "That's kinda cute," she said, as she flittered closer in the water, making sure that Vic wouldn't try to drift away from her; he'd cornered himself from the start. "We'll have to make sure that this is extra special for you, then."

In the showers, they'd only discussed going for a skinny dip and left it at that, but the way that Vic was so shamelessly admiring her chest, Pamela knew there was greater interest than a quick swim.

In turn, the way that she'd been staring at his bulge while they shared the water, it would have been pointless to deny what she was after, too, but she didn't think the gray mouse would still be sporting such a stiff erection, after walking out into a public space.

She was delighted to feel the twitching tip of his length against her lowered palm, but she waited there, just a moment--just long enough to see if Vic would jump from the water when she discovered his secret.

"Pam, y-you...you're touching-

"Trust me, Vic...I know exactly what I'm doing."

Just giving him a few curious strokes under the water would have been a thrill enough, but as Vic bumped into the proper corner of the pool, Pamela dipped just under the surface, keeping her paw wrapped around the shaft of his cock.

Holding it tight enough to contain the throbbing excitement, feeling it all the way up into her wrist, Pamela had no doubt that her rodent counterpart was on board with her idea, even if he was too bashful to say it out loud.

Good thing I've been practicing my underwater breathing,_Pamela thought. _No way I'd be able to stay down here long enough, otherwise.

Blowing out a long, rapid stream of bubbles at the tip of Vic's member, Pamela started with one more tease, but when she felt him trembling against her other palm, she leaned in close enough to seal the deal with a soft, intimate kiss, right against the tip of his manhood.

Much to her delight, a bead of precum that would have otherwise gone to waste was pushed into the depths of her muzzle. She sealed her lips tight, just beyond the tip, and welcomed a couple more inches into her maw, just over the delightful heat of her tongue...and even through the water, Pamela was sure she could hear pleasured groans just beyond the surface.

Her ears twitched, trying to turn toward that intimate noise. She didn't want to miss out on any signals he might have given, but as she worked her way toward the base and suckled tighter, she could feel the subtle pulsing of that shaft against her tongue and the eager, twitching press of the tip at the edge of her throat.

Just before she would have gagged herself on it, Pamela eased back and came up for air, pausing only long enough to lick her lips in front of Vic's wincing eyes.

"You never told me you were so delicious, Vic," she mentioned, wanting to turn the more timid mouse into a proper fireball of flustered energy. "If I'd known you were keeping this kind of secret from me, I would have gone down on you ages ago."

Bold as she was to make such a statement, there was no fluff to her words: Pamela was being entirely sincere, and she wanted the same message to come through as she took in a full breath of air and dipped back under the water.

She couldn't afford to be so curious and exploratory the second time around. She went right for the kill, welcoming Vic's cock into her mouth a second time and bouncing the end of her muzzle right into his crotch, swallowing the entirety of his shaft in a single pass.

Bobbing rapidly on the spot, Pamela was keeping a silent count in the back of her head of just how many times she'd have to dip underwater to get the job done--she knew two wouldn't be enough--but as long as she could hold her breath, she didn't think she'd need more than three or four to pull off an impressive and alluring trick.

Just above the surface, Vic was clutching the concrete at the corners of the pool, holding the edges and panting aloud as he watched. The wobbling surface of the water obscured the view slightly, but not so much that he couldn't make out the sight of Pamela's head bouncing back and forth in a rapid fashion, coating his shaft in warm, plentiful spittle, only to have it washed away by the cooler water of the pool when she dipped away.

Every pass forced him to contend with that unique sensation, as pleasurable heat washed away a cool, soothing flood, only for the chillier water to wash back over his shaft and bathe it in turn, wiping away the evidence of Pamela's hard work.

"Where did she learn to m-move like that?" he wondered aloud--a quick whirl of the head confirmed they hadn't been caught--but he'd struggle to contain his voice when Pamela cupped his balls and gently fondled them in time with her suckling efforts. "Taking the whole thing, even underwater...w-who knew Pam was so talented?"

Their limited interactions were platonic and innocent enough, such that Vic wouldn't have thought Pamela was so skilled with her maw. His fantasies had never reached the point of her giving him a blowjob in the first place, much less one that was churning fresh bubbles into the water with its growing intensity.

He was getting close, and when Pamela came up for another breath, he knew he'd need to confess that; cum floating around in the water would be impossible to explain, if they were caught.

"Mnn...ahhh! Gotta tell ya, I prefer blowing on that to blowing into a snorkel," Pamela teased, seeing that Vic could use a little loosening up, even beyond her intimate efforts. "You, uh...you okay up here? I couldn't help noticing you were grabbing my shoulders really tightly...not that I mind."

"Just trying to think of a way to warn you," Vic admitted. He kept looking over his shoulder to the right, as if he believed someone was going to emerge from the locker room right when he reached his climax...but the way that Pamela was going at his flesh, he knew that wouldn't be enough to dissuade his orgasm. "I was getting kinda close..."

A paw stayed under the water, stroking gently at the shaft. Vic was forced to wince again, but this time, there was a deeper, sharper breath, and a quiet scraaaaaape of his claws along the concrete, as Pamela pushed his final button.

"You gonna cum, Vic?" Pamela asked, grinning from ear to ear at the thought.

He gave a frantic nod, but as he drew in another breath, he couldn't find the words to tell her what she already knew.

Feeling a stronger pulse in her palm, Pamela blinked. "_Oh!_You're cumming like...n-now," she stammered, dipping herself back under the water and capturing the tip of his length in her mouth a final time.

Rolling her tongue back and forth over the leaking tip, Pamela cleaned up the mess of precum, just in time to feel the warm, thick splash of a full, messy cumshot spraying across the roof of her mouth. She yelped underwater, sending fresh bubbles to the surface, but as much as she was caught off guard, she rolled with the changes and grabbed the base of the shaft tight, pumping hard at that quivering flesh and milking the seed right out of the source.

Suckling harder at the tip to create a proper seal, Pamela swallowed as fast as she could, knowing that even a moment's break would be enough to let some of the evidence leak back into the water; she cared less about being caught, and more about not wasting such a hot, slick delicacy.

"Oh, o-oh...fuck...she's really g-gonna do it...she's really gonna swallow the whole thing!"

Vic couldn't help giving a verbal preview of his little secret, but he was fortunate that no one was walking around the pool, just then. As his head tilted back and a louder cry escaped his lungs, Pamela was putting her skills to the test: bobbing her head, suckling tightly at the base and swallowing hard, all without breaking to take a proper breath.

That she could manage the act in the first place was a wonder, but Vic didn't take it for granted. He kept one paw laced in the soaked, matted locks of her hair and kept her close to the base, but he didn't dare to force her to stay in such a predicament; his was a delicate and affectionate touch, thanking her for such a pleasant surprise.

Just the littlest bit of that mess was still dripping down her chin as Pamela came back up for air, but she wore it with pride, feeling that intimate heat mingling into her fur. "Mn..._ulp..._t-that was one hell of a load, Vic...when was the last time you cut loose and had a little fun?"

He didn't want to admit the last time he took care of his needs on his own, and couldn't quite remember when his last romp was with someone else. "Let's just say it's been a while," he kept it succinct, embarrassed to be put on the spot, but still too addled with bliss to be upset. "That was...t-that was really nice, Pam. Thank you."

Tilting her head back to let Vic see the bulge of his seed moving down her neck, Pamela came back with a nod, and a _frightening_grin. "Don't thank me just yet, mister. You didn't really think you'd get a treat like that without at least trying to return the favor, did you?"

Looking down through the rippling surface of the water, Vic could see the parted folds of his fellow mouse clearly enough, and the slow, eager roll of fingertips at those tight, silky petals.

"Don't worry: I'm not gonna ask you to swim down there and try to eat me out. That would be a trick," Pamela admitted. "But going down on you got me all worked up, and by the look of it, you're still good to go..."

Normally, Vic would have needed a bit more of a break, but being taken by the talented and lovely Pamela was such a delight on its own that he didn't need any greater motivation.

"You...y-you're sure you wanna do that? Right here, right now?" he asked, trying his best not to let the nerves creep into his voice. "If you mean it-

"After what I just did, you're really gonna ask that?" Pamela asked, cutting him off in one breath and putting her palms on the edge of the pool in the next. "Or are you gonna save your breath and get to work?"

Pushing her rump out and grabbing the ledge of the pool with her toes, Pamela put out an invitation that Vic couldn't hope to resist, no matter how nervous he was about getting caught.

Seeing the tip of her tail emerge from the water and curl to him in a clever beckon, Vic put on his bravest smile and pushed through the water, floating in behind her and intertwining his legs with her own, but it wasn't until he wrapped an arm around her stomach that he felt secure enough guiding his length inside.

It wasn't a traditional pose for a pair of mice, but as far as Pamela was concerned, they both had a penchant for the water, and she was _plenty_wet enough to keep the tip of his cock slick and smooth as it pushed between her tight, waiting petals.

"Good answer," Pamela murmured, keeping her voice a little lower as she adjusted to the soaking length of her friend, backing up and into the shaft to meet him in the middle. "V-very good answer, Vic...that...that's such a lovely cock..."

"And you're s-so fucking tight," Vic whispered, knowing his genuine pleasure would have drawn attention from somewhere on the premises. "You're grabbing it already...d-damn...we just started, Pam!"

"And I've been playing since I started sucking you off," she confessed. "So fuck me a little faster and catch up; we really will get caught if we keep this up."

As far as Vic was concerned, it was a risk well worth taking, but those slick, gripping muscles were already squeezing and milking at his flesh with such a talented hold that he gave up on the idea of trying to outlast her.

"Guess I won't hold back, then," he said, placing his toes on the same ledge and pumping with greater intensity at Pam's full, thick backside. His hips splashed against her own, churning up the water between them, but the greater display was the swing of his sack and the deep, satisfying pump of his length, filling Pamela to the brim and forcing her to stifle a moan behind a bitten lip. "I'll just...k-keep going..."

"You'd better," Pamela's voice became sharp as she bucked back against him. "Don't you d-dare stop now, Vic...don't you dare hold back on me!"

Using her body as a point of purchase, Vic dropped both paws to Pamela's hips and held on tight, forcing her to stay in tight as he rammed home a series of quick, choppy thrusts. Each impact of flesh upon flesh splashed more of the water between them onto the edge of the pool, but seeing the gathering mess on the concrete, Vic was reminded of the potential for footsteps, and for anyone to find them in such an intimate state.

It was too much risk to keep going, and yet, too much excitement to resist. With the dangerous, kinky atmosphere catching up to both mice in rapid fashion, Vic shifted his grip once more, cupping Pamela's breasts and pinching her nipples between a pair of careful, eager digits.

"Lemme know w-when you're close," he whispered, his voice so thick and smoky with lust that the mere sound of it was enough to push Pamela to the brink. "I promise I won't...w-won't stop until-

"Oh, fuck! Fuck! I'm cumming!" Pamela cried out, stealing his thought and making it her own as she curled her tail around the small of his back, slapping the middle of his rump with the whip-like appendage. "Whatever you were g-gonna do..._ooohfuck..._d-do it, Vic! Do it!"

Holding her tightly by the chest and squeezing her supple, comforting flesh in an envious grip, Vic pushed away from the wall and pulled back, dragging Pamela into the middle of the pool. He pulled down hard, but before his fellow mouse could scream at him to shove his length back in, she felt herself being dragged to the bottom of the pool.

Catching on, she followed him down, aiding his approach and landing in his lap as his rump hit the concrete at the bottom. Planting his toes hard and holding her body fully underwater, Vic pumped with everything he had left, moving as fast as his hips could churn in the swirling water...

...Only to watch smaller, messy trails of cum escaping as a second orgasm burst from the tip of his cock, flooding Pamela's womanhood on the first gush and painting the depths of her womb on the very next.

Wish you'd done this to me from the start, Pamela thought, as she felt Vic thrusting all the way through his orgasm, pumping more and more of his plentiful seed into her soaking, quivering depths. We'll have to work on holding our breath a little longer, won't we?

**

Holding hands all the way up to the surface, Pamela and Vic couldn't say exactly how they saw each other anymore, but it was obvious that something more than a friendship had blossomed between them.

"You sure we're not gonna get caught? We left a lot of evidence in the pool," Vic noted, seeing some of his excess, errant cum near the surface of the water. "Not like they're gonna pull it and test it, but still..."

"I think we'll be fine as long as we hurry into the showers and get dressed," Pamela suggested. "But thanks for taking such a risk with me, Vic. I never would have taken you for the type..."

"Guess there's a bit you still have to learn about me, isn't there?"

"Sure is, but this was a hell of a start."

"Couldn't agree more."

It was Vic who started to lean in first, but Pamela was already meeting him in the middle, eager to share that kiss and bring their fun in the pool to an affectionate end...but there was plenty of weekend left for them to share.