I Like Swimming Fully Clothed

I love getting my clothes wet whenever I could but I never had the pleasure of swimming fully clothed. All of that was about to change. When I was 14, my grandparents had a cottage near the Wabash River. It was a hot Summer day and I said I was going to walk down to the river and go fishing. On the way down there I starting thinking about how I would end up in the river. When I got down to the river, there was a floating platform of sorts tied to a tree on the river bank. I climbed on only to find that this platform wasn't very stable. This was going to be perfect! I had left my pole and tackle box on river bank so all I had to do was bounce up and down a couple of times and just I planed I was launched into the river, short sleeved shirt, blue jeans and all. It felt wonderful as my clothes floated around me and when I climbed out of the water the way everything felt as the wet clothes clung to my body, like a wet hug was absolute heaven! Being already wet, there was no excuse not to get back in the water and swim around some more. I must have stayed in the water for half a hour or more before finally climbing out of the water. I finished my afternoon "fishing" adventure drying off on the river bank. Of course I didn't catch any fish, I never even brought anything to use for bait, but no one else needed to know. I had gotten what I came down there for, my first fully-clothed swim. There would be many more.