Wet Tights Story # 3

[tightsgirl]

In looking back over my diaries I found another nice story from several years ago. This happened in April of 1996 in New York. It occurred one evening I had gone out with a couple of friends to a restaurant in the East Village. It was late and the restaurant was closing but there were still a few tables lingering over their last drinks. It was a fairly large space and we were the last table left in the rear area. At one point, as my friends and I were discussing where to go next for drinks, a somewhat tipsy woman wandered to the back area of the restaurant where we were seated. She asked us where the toilets were, assuming they were located at the rear of the establishment, but one of my friends, who had been to this place before, told the tipsy woman that they were downstairs. The woman said okay and walked back towards the stairs, noticeable staggering a bit. I noted her outfit cause I thought it was sexy: a short, tight-fitting stretch-velour Betsy Johnson dress in a dark red colour, black heels and semi-opaque black tights.
Several minutes later we were ready to leave but I also wanted to go the toilet before we left. My friends remained upstairs while ventured downstairs. As I was walking down a dark set of stairs to where the toilets were, I could hear people laughing and the sound of water splashing. Very curious to know what this was, I rounded the corner and saw an awesome sight: in this downstairs area there was an in ground fishpond filled waist deep with water, goldfish, water plants and even a weird exotic turtle. Also in the fish pond was the tipsy woman I had just seen upstairs, together with three men friends of hers, having a great time splashing about in the water! I remember getting really excited by this scene and as I stood there for amount watching them from a side railing, they called up to me to join them! A second later I was skipping down the tiled steps into the water! I noted in my diary that I was wearing a black knee-length skirt with white pinstripes, a forest green blouse, matching forest green tights and a pair of silver high-top sports shoes with black stripes on the side. Once I was in the water, splashing about with the four others I realised that the woman had taken her shoes off and left them to the side. The way the water turned her tight Betsy Johnson dress a deep dark blood red colour was nice and it clung really sexily to her tummy and hips. The three guys in the fishpond with us were really enjoying themselves too and one of them even took several pictures of us together. I remember in one picture I sat down together with the tipsy woman on a tiled ledge on the side of the fishpond, with both of us both lifting our legs up out of the water and kind of placing them over each other, so that my right leg was in her lap over her right leg. Unfortunately I never saw any of those pictures, but I bet that one in particular was really nice, cause I can recall that both of our opaque tights were really shiny coming up out of the water like they were and the woman had really nice legs too!
A couple minutes later my friends came downstairs wondering what had happened to me. They were ready to go and wouldn?t get in the water with us, plus the fun was over. The tipsy woman got out at that moment and I finally went to pee. In the toilet afterwards, I spoke with the woman for just second, finding out that she and her friends were visiting from California, getting one last look at her shiny, shoeless feet in black nylon, standing in a little puddle on the bathroom floor. I rang out the hem of my skirt as best I could in the sink and then prepared to go the next bar with my friends, completely soaking wet from the waist down!