I came up for breath, the cool water dripping off my goggles as I looked ahead, my target in sight. I was speed swimming, trying to finish each lap as fast as possible, that was when she caught my eye.
It was an ordinary weekday and I had booked a slot to swim during my lunch hour as I worked-from-home. The sun was beating down and it was about 11am. The water was clear and the pool capacity was just enough for each person to have a lane to themselves. I chose one and started swimming, trying to beat my previous timings for each lap.
The lane beside me was empty for the first two laps, until you slipped quietly into the pool without me realizing until we were facing each other head on in the lane. You were wearing a black one-piece swimsuit with dark green streaks. The cutting at your neckline was a straight cut just slightly below your collarbone, enough to show some skin, but not enough to reveal much cleavage. Modest, I thought to myself. The bottom part of the swimsuit however, was the usual V cut, wide enough to cover up your lady parts, but showing off your curves on your behind. I didn’t think much about you and continued my swim, still trying to focus on cutting my timing.