Getting Tanked
Starring Jane Robelot
Written by Nemesoak
Written by Nemesoak
Jane Robelot, a TV crew, and a guide were touring a soon-to-be-opened aquarium facility (similar to Sea World). They were walking by one of the large windows that permitted underwater viewing in the main performing animal tank. Glancing at the reflection in the plexiglass, Jane could see that the employee who was the guide was obviously smitten with her. She wondered what about her impressed that handsome young man who was the guide (he was wearing a white polo shirt with the facility's logo, red shorts, and sneakers). Was it her lovely legs, trim figure, nice short blonde hair, or her blue eyes. Well, it was hard to tell since Jane was wearing an outfit that showcased all the above - a blue above-the-knee skirt, a white blouse, blue jacket, and matching pumps.
Jane asked "Why is this tank so large? You said earlier that the only performing animals you were going to have were dolphins. This is big enough for a killer whale."
"Simple explanation." he replied. "Originally, we were supposed to have a killer whale. But that 'Free Willy' movie came out, made killer whales practically unobtainable, and that idea was nixed. However, it was too late to change the specs on the tank, so we went with the original design. It should work out. Those warm-water Caribbean dolphins we're getting should like all the room, and so should the trainers."
"When are the dolphins arriving?" Jane asked.
"Next Tuesday." the guide answered.
The interview continued and every time Jane asked about where some feature was, the guide would always reply: "It's coming in next Tuesday." The interview concluded, the TV crew packed up their gear and left, presumably to spend the rest of the afternoon watching sports at the hotel bar. The guide announced he had some business to attend to, but that Jane was free to take a look around.
After the guide left, Jane noticed the tall platform and ladder that the trainers would use to hold up fish to get the dolphins to jump high out of the water. The view from that platform must be awesome, Jane figured. With that, she walked over and climbed the ladder.
Soon, she was at the platform, about 15 feet above the water. Just as Jane thought, the view was great and there was a nice cooling breeze blowing, which was great on a hot summer day like this. It was almost perfect...
Then, she heard a creak. Before she could figure out what it was, some bolts snapped and the platform fell off and into the tank. Jane reacted quickly and managed to grab the railing. Still, this left her in a precarious position dangling above the water. As if to underscore her predicament, one of her shoes got loose and fell off. Jane watched as it fell, hit the water, and sank. Figuring one shoe was useless, she kicked off the other one.
At the moment, Jane tried the obvious option: She screamed for help. However, her voice didn't carry and help was not coming. After a few minutes, Jane's arms were starting to hurt. She figured there was only one way she would get down. She just hoped the tank was deep enough. She then let go...
Splash!
Jane hit the water feet-first and very fast. The force of her descent pushed her skirt up to her hips, completely revealing her lovely legs, shoved her blouse up to her armpits, and pulled her jacket up over her raised arms and off of her completely. As soon as her downward motion stopped, Jane headed for the surface.
At the surface, Jane caught her breath and sized up the situation. Her jacket and shoes were on the bottom. Her skirt was at the top of her thighs and her blouse was gently bobbing as she tread water. But, she reasoned, it wasn't as bad as it could have been. The tank could have been empty or it could have been a killer whale tank with much colder water. The water here was nice and the perfect temperature for swimming. Jane admitted to herself that the plunge was refreshing, but she also noticed she had other pleasant feelings and she wasn't sure why. She had gone swimming on many occasions, but never quite felt like this. Perhaps it was the fact that she had this huge tank to herself. Or was it the fact that she was swimming around in an outfit designed for business, not swimming. Jane then decided to see if she could retrieve her shoes and jacket.
Taking a deep breath, Jane dove beneath the surface and descended toward the bottom. However, a few feet short of her goal, her head started hurting from the pressure and she returned to the surface. As she was diving, she noticed the windows that she looked into the tank from earlier. She wondered how they look from underwater. Jane took another breath and dove down to see. As she was down there, she even did a little improvised underwater ballet which had her hair, blouse, and skirt, swirling around. Jane then returned to the surface and just decided to relax and float on her back. She was quite surprised at how translucent her white blouse became and how obvious her bra was. "At least I was wearing it..." she thought.
As Jane was floating around, enjoying her discovery of the concept of clothed swimming, her thoughts were disrupted by a loud "Aha! Couldn't resist, could you?" It was the guide.
As soon as she got over being startled, Jane explained what had happened with the platform and that her swimming around was just making the most of current circumstances. After all, she couldn't get any wetter.
"That is serious." the guide said "If it broke under your weight, any of the trainers would have snapped it instantly. We'll have the whole place inspected. If word of this got out, it could jeopardize opening day. What can we do to keep this quiet?"
Jane thought and realized he had the upper hand. If she didn't agree, he might find some security tape of her and her underwater antics, release it, and ruin her journalistic credibility. But she might get a few favors in return for her silence. "Okay, I have a few conditions. One, I would like to get my jacket and shoes back. They're on the bottom. And finally, I'd like to stay in here and paddle around for a while longer. Deal?"
The guide answered "You got it! Now about that jacket and shoes..." He then dove into the tank, quickly swam to the bottom, retrieved the items, but took his time heading to the surface. Evidently, he was admiring the way Jane and her wardrobe looked underwater. And Jane noticed.
Coming to the surface, the guide said "I'll leave your shoes on the deck and I can throw this jacket in the dryer and have it nice and dry by the time you're done. In fact, if you want, you can give me your blouse and skirt too and I can have all of your suit dry."
Jane considered it. True, her blouse concealed nothing and a bit of her panties could be glimpsed from time to time as she swam around, and her undergarments probably were no more revealing than most of her swimsuits at home, she didn't feel right. It would be too much temptation for this guy. She didn't mind him admiring her, but if he took it any further, there would be trouble. Jane answered "No thanks, just the jacket."
"Would you want a swimming partner?"
Jane replied "No thanks. Look, I know how you feel. But, I already have a boyfriend. You're nice and if circumstances were different, I would be happy to swim with you. But not now. Thanks anyway."
The guide left Jane's shoes on the deck, and went to the locker room to take care of Jane's jacket. Jane continued to play for a while and then got out.
As she got to the locker room, she saw the guide was true to his word and the jacket was dry. She then stepped into the shower to rinse off her other clothes, got out, changed into a bathrobe, and put her clothes in the dryer. A while later, Jane changed into her dry clothes (which suffered no visible damage from the swim), put on her shoes and left.
Driving back, Jane recalled how fun her clothed swim turned out to be and wondered what it would be like doing it with her boyfriend. "It would be great!" Jane thought.
Jane asked "Why is this tank so large? You said earlier that the only performing animals you were going to have were dolphins. This is big enough for a killer whale."
"Simple explanation." he replied. "Originally, we were supposed to have a killer whale. But that 'Free Willy' movie came out, made killer whales practically unobtainable, and that idea was nixed. However, it was too late to change the specs on the tank, so we went with the original design. It should work out. Those warm-water Caribbean dolphins we're getting should like all the room, and so should the trainers."
"When are the dolphins arriving?" Jane asked.
"Next Tuesday." the guide answered.
The interview continued and every time Jane asked about where some feature was, the guide would always reply: "It's coming in next Tuesday." The interview concluded, the TV crew packed up their gear and left, presumably to spend the rest of the afternoon watching sports at the hotel bar. The guide announced he had some business to attend to, but that Jane was free to take a look around.
After the guide left, Jane noticed the tall platform and ladder that the trainers would use to hold up fish to get the dolphins to jump high out of the water. The view from that platform must be awesome, Jane figured. With that, she walked over and climbed the ladder.
Soon, she was at the platform, about 15 feet above the water. Just as Jane thought, the view was great and there was a nice cooling breeze blowing, which was great on a hot summer day like this. It was almost perfect...
Then, she heard a creak. Before she could figure out what it was, some bolts snapped and the platform fell off and into the tank. Jane reacted quickly and managed to grab the railing. Still, this left her in a precarious position dangling above the water. As if to underscore her predicament, one of her shoes got loose and fell off. Jane watched as it fell, hit the water, and sank. Figuring one shoe was useless, she kicked off the other one.
At the moment, Jane tried the obvious option: She screamed for help. However, her voice didn't carry and help was not coming. After a few minutes, Jane's arms were starting to hurt. She figured there was only one way she would get down. She just hoped the tank was deep enough. She then let go...
Splash!
Jane hit the water feet-first and very fast. The force of her descent pushed her skirt up to her hips, completely revealing her lovely legs, shoved her blouse up to her armpits, and pulled her jacket up over her raised arms and off of her completely. As soon as her downward motion stopped, Jane headed for the surface.
At the surface, Jane caught her breath and sized up the situation. Her jacket and shoes were on the bottom. Her skirt was at the top of her thighs and her blouse was gently bobbing as she tread water. But, she reasoned, it wasn't as bad as it could have been. The tank could have been empty or it could have been a killer whale tank with much colder water. The water here was nice and the perfect temperature for swimming. Jane admitted to herself that the plunge was refreshing, but she also noticed she had other pleasant feelings and she wasn't sure why. She had gone swimming on many occasions, but never quite felt like this. Perhaps it was the fact that she had this huge tank to herself. Or was it the fact that she was swimming around in an outfit designed for business, not swimming. Jane then decided to see if she could retrieve her shoes and jacket.
Taking a deep breath, Jane dove beneath the surface and descended toward the bottom. However, a few feet short of her goal, her head started hurting from the pressure and she returned to the surface. As she was diving, she noticed the windows that she looked into the tank from earlier. She wondered how they look from underwater. Jane took another breath and dove down to see. As she was down there, she even did a little improvised underwater ballet which had her hair, blouse, and skirt, swirling around. Jane then returned to the surface and just decided to relax and float on her back. She was quite surprised at how translucent her white blouse became and how obvious her bra was. "At least I was wearing it..." she thought.
As Jane was floating around, enjoying her discovery of the concept of clothed swimming, her thoughts were disrupted by a loud "Aha! Couldn't resist, could you?" It was the guide.
As soon as she got over being startled, Jane explained what had happened with the platform and that her swimming around was just making the most of current circumstances. After all, she couldn't get any wetter.
"That is serious." the guide said "If it broke under your weight, any of the trainers would have snapped it instantly. We'll have the whole place inspected. If word of this got out, it could jeopardize opening day. What can we do to keep this quiet?"
Jane thought and realized he had the upper hand. If she didn't agree, he might find some security tape of her and her underwater antics, release it, and ruin her journalistic credibility. But she might get a few favors in return for her silence. "Okay, I have a few conditions. One, I would like to get my jacket and shoes back. They're on the bottom. And finally, I'd like to stay in here and paddle around for a while longer. Deal?"
The guide answered "You got it! Now about that jacket and shoes..." He then dove into the tank, quickly swam to the bottom, retrieved the items, but took his time heading to the surface. Evidently, he was admiring the way Jane and her wardrobe looked underwater. And Jane noticed.
Coming to the surface, the guide said "I'll leave your shoes on the deck and I can throw this jacket in the dryer and have it nice and dry by the time you're done. In fact, if you want, you can give me your blouse and skirt too and I can have all of your suit dry."
Jane considered it. True, her blouse concealed nothing and a bit of her panties could be glimpsed from time to time as she swam around, and her undergarments probably were no more revealing than most of her swimsuits at home, she didn't feel right. It would be too much temptation for this guy. She didn't mind him admiring her, but if he took it any further, there would be trouble. Jane answered "No thanks, just the jacket."
"Would you want a swimming partner?"
Jane replied "No thanks. Look, I know how you feel. But, I already have a boyfriend. You're nice and if circumstances were different, I would be happy to swim with you. But not now. Thanks anyway."
The guide left Jane's shoes on the deck, and went to the locker room to take care of Jane's jacket. Jane continued to play for a while and then got out.
As she got to the locker room, she saw the guide was true to his word and the jacket was dry. She then stepped into the shower to rinse off her other clothes, got out, changed into a bathrobe, and put her clothes in the dryer. A while later, Jane changed into her dry clothes (which suffered no visible damage from the swim), put on her shoes and left.
Driving back, Jane recalled how fun her clothed swim turned out to be and wondered what it would be like doing it with her boyfriend. "It would be great!" Jane thought.