Category: Wet life

A quick shower

Wet life

Morning! So, another exciting day here at H2O Towers… I’ve just done something spontaneous that I haven’t done since I moved in here about six months ago. Can you guess what it is? 😉

My flatmate’s gone to work and I’m up early to get on with stuff – mainly writing a big post about my summer holiday, which I was keen to get on with… but my enthusiasm spilled over a little, as did my coffee, and since I’ve got the place to myself and laundry to do, one thing led to another and before I knew what was happening, the urge was upon me and I was heading to the shower with my pyjamas still on.
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Cloudburst

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storm clouds

It’s been an unusually warm, dry, sunny summer in the UK this year. Most years we’re lucky if we get a couple of weeks of decent weather (usually one in May and another in September, with a constant drizzle in between), but this year June and July were pretty spectacular. In fact, this has been easily the longest spell of good weather I can remember; people have been comparing it to the heatwave of 1976, which was long before I was born, and I remember 2003 was very hot (I was 13 and had a lot of water fights that summer!) but I’ve never known a summer like this. Of course the rain had to come eventually, but after such a long dry spell it would be a relief when it did.

It happened a few Fridays ago; my last day at work before taking a week off, but that’s another post for another time. The warm sunshine of the past few weeks had been gradually giving way to a more overcast, oppressive heat and by Friday the clouds were gunmetal grey and ready to burst.

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Hot water

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A shower

Well now, this is a blog post that started off going one direction and changed course when I thought I was just about finished writing it!

Sunday morning in November. A clear, crisp morning, strangely quiet, the stillness only broken by a disgruntled neighbour furiously scraping half an inch of frost off his car windscreen before he can go anywhere. Why is it so quiet? I stick a tentative arm out from under the duvet and find out. » Read more

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Wet working

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wet phone

OMG, you lot are such a bad influence! 😀

So I’m working from home today, something my boss is quite happy for us to do from time to time, because the office is quite small and if any of us are working on something we can do at home, it gives everyone else a bit of room to stretch out! So I started the day full of good intentions, had an extra half hour in bed because I didn’t need to commute in to work, but was up, dressed and in front of the computer by 8.30 ready to start work. Hmm, thinks I, maybe I’ll just log in to UMD and check my messages before I get started.

Before I know where I am it’s after 10am and I’ve read and replied to loads of stimulating and thought provoking messages, but done no work whatsoever! Just as I’m making my excuses on the way out of the virtual door back to real life, someone in my messages pipes up:

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UMD and bath night

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Bath

I know it’s taken me a while to write this up, sorry about that! But I hope you think it’s worth the wait! 😉 And I see my stats have gone through the roof this morning so I guess UMD has finally approved the blog – hi to all my new readers, hope you enjoy this!

As I said in my last post, Wednesday was a slow day at work and I found myself continually distracted by my new friends on UMD – I’ve been a lurker there for a long, long time but always resisted signing up and interacting with people, for fear that I would be pounced upon by loads of horny guys. That sounds really conceited, doesn’t it? What I mean is, the impression I’ve gained from observing the online wetlook community over the years is that loads of guys are into it, but hardly any girls; and amongst the women who do enjoy getting wet and messy, there seems to be a far greater preference for the messy side of things. Personally, mess doesn’t do anything for me, but then I’m not keen on the idea of ruining my clothes – most items can stand up to a soaking but not necessarily getting covered in goop! So when I did take the plunge and sign up to UMD I did get a fair bit of immediate attention, but I’m happy to report that the vast majority of it has been positive, interesting and enjoyable, with only one or two blokes attempting to hit on me and asking if I’d meet with them, based solely on one photo of my arse… Anyway! I’m getting away from the point. 😀

So, I was distracted by UMD and in particular a photo set of one of my new friends in the shower in her business suit. I knew right there and then that as soon as I got home I was going to have to get wet in the clothes I was wearing in the office. This was about 3:30, so I had an hour and half to sit around in the office until I could reasonably leave. It felt like the slowest ninety minutes of my life, and even after that I had a half hour bus journey to deal with before I got home. These days the urge to get wet doesn’t seize me as often as it used to, but when it does, like this time, it completely takes over. A couple of times I caught myself staring at my fellow bus passengers and imagining them getting all wet in their smart suits, their tight jeans, their… God, could this bus go any slower? » Read more

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