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That's one side effect of growing up on swim team. My sexual feelings developed on the swim team. They attached to the guys on my team. In their swimsuits, gliding through the water, smooth and fast and gorgeous.
I've only tried sex in the water once. It was terrible—no lubrication and no friction either—but I still have all the fantasies my swim career bloomed.
We pass a row of mid-sized mansions. They're "only" worth five or ten million apiece. Four or five bedrooms, pools, beach views. Not the twenty million plus places further up the 1.
They remind me of the houses in Newport. A mix of modern glass, white and blue beach shack, mission style. They have the same feel. Expensive in an easygoing way.
We part at the end of the street, in front of a mission-style house with white walls and a clay red roof.
"Is this it?" The house is beautiful. And quiet. There are lights on upstairs, but that's the only sign of life.
"Other side of the street."
The side facing the ocean.
"Two doors down."
"It's dark."
"It's that kind of party," he says.
The place—one of the modern mansions with an Apple Store aesthetic—looks empty at a glance. But there are dim lights on upstairs. There's music coming from the house. There's a sign over the door and a bucket of roses on each side of the wood. "Is this an orgy?" Are orgies real?
"It's explicitly not an orgy."
"But…"
"It's for open-minded people."
"What does that mean?"
"People won't care if I fuck you in the pool," he says.
My cheeks flush. "Will there be other people…"
"Having sex?"
I nod.
"Upstairs. That's what my friend told me. The further you go, the weirder it gets."
"The pool isn't upstairs."
"It's past the main house."
"So other people will be out there?" I don't addhaving sex, but it lingers in the air anyway.
"Probably." He undoes his seat belt and turns to me. "Is it too much?"
My cheeks flush. My chest too. My brain wants to screamyes, of course this is too much, are you crazy?It doesn't even want to stop and excuse my use of the word crazy.
But my body?
It's completely and totally on board.
"Is it too much for you?" I ask.
"I don't know." He reaches over and undoes my seat belt. "But I want to try."
