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Drinking a cup of tea, sitting-up in bed early one morning, the sun glinted through the curtains. Andrea was reflecting on just how much she enjoyed getting wet in leather clothes; and that it had been 6 or more weeks since she had last done so.
She knew that she shouldn’t, but she had a new cream leather trouser suit in the wardrobe and it had never been worn… Surely, it wouldn’t harm it to go for a swim in the river with it, would it?
There was only one way to find out! She jumped out of bed, her mind made up. She put on her underwear along with a tight-fitting indigo-blue Lycra top. And then she slowly pulled on the beautiful leather trousers and slipped into the jacket. The leather was super soft, and the suit fitted really well. There was no time for breakfast, this mission was urgent!
Footwear had to be leather boots, so she chose a lovely pair of dark brown Mountain Horse riding boots. She zipped the boots up over her trouser legs. Andrea knew that the boots were waterproof up to the ankle but no further, and she had plans to go a lot further! So, they would leak and let the water rise slowly inside the legs of her leather trousers. In short, they were perfect for what she wanted.
The surface layer of the river water was warm as it trickled into her boots through the zips at the backs. It pressed her leather trousers tightly against her thighs as she waded deeper and she could feel it soaking up inside the legs. The deeper she went, the cooler the water got.
She waded and swam, both with and without the leather jacket. What a brilliant set of clothes to play in the river with on an early sunny morning.
When she tired from the swimming and began to feel cold from the deeper water, she sat in the shallows and enjoyed the sunshine and the feeling of the water swirling inside her trousers; this is what it was all about. But, jobs needed to be done back at the farm, so it was time to head home for breakfast. And Andrea couldn’t stop smiling all the way back.
