Soaked After Work

I came home from work and decided I wasn't going to change. I headed straight to the pool in my blue jeans, sleeveless shirt, white crew socks, and Adidas sneakers.

When I stepped onto the pool steps, I felt my socks and shoes fill with water, squishy and heavy with every step. That feeling always makes me smile. I let myself sink in deeper until the water had completely wrapped around me, soaking everything.

My jeans turned dark and shiny, clinging to me in all the right ways. I couldn't resist climbing out just to see how they glistened in the light, water streaming down my legs and dripping from my sneakers. Then I'd slip back in, enjoying it all over again.

After a while, I sat down at the café table, still dripping everywhere. My sneakers squeaked against the ground as the water pooled beneath me. I just sat there, completely drenched, savoring the squish of my shoes and the way my clothes hugged me tighter.

Eventually, I kicked off my sneakers, leaving my soaked socks on. I slid them back into the water and watched them swirl beneath the surface, loving how playful and free it felt.

To finish, I climbed into the hot tub, still fully-dressed. The heat made everything feel different--heavier, warmer, even more indulgent. My shirt clung, my jeans held onto every ripple, and my socks grew soft and warm with every movement. I closed my eyes and just let myself sink into the sensation, enjoying every second of my after-work swim.

Enjoy, Wet Orchid 💋

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Watering Gone Wrong (or Right?)

I only meant to water the flowers before it got dark… but I couldn’t resist getting a little messy. I was in my tight blue jeans, a clingy tie-dye shirt, and just my white socks — no shoes all day. The hose was leaking everywhere, soaking my cuffs and making my socks squish with every step across the patio. The wetter they got, the better it felt.

Soon I slipped into the pool steps, letting the water creep up my jeans until they hugged my legs. But that wasn’t nearly enough. I slid into the hot tub fully dressed, watching my jeans turn shiny and heavy. I kept teasing myself — lifting my leg out of the water again and again, showing off how ruined and dirty my white socks had become.

Then I floated on my stomach, splashing around, dipping my soaked jeans in and out of the water, feeling them cling tighter with every move. It was pure heaven — hot water, wet denim, and the weight of it all pulling against me.

By the end, I was dripping everywhere, sprawled out on the patio in my drenched jeans and socks, completely satisfied with how far I took it.”

Wet Orchid

Lounging In The Pool Fully-Clothed

I came home from work, and it was sweltering outside. Instead of changing into a bathing suit, I grabbed a pool floaty and climbed on--still in my baggy jeans, cotton blouse, white socks, and sneakers. I let myself slowly sink into the water, watching as my clothes drank it all in. My jeans grew dark and heavy, clinging to my legs and shaping every curve, while my blouse stuck to my skin in soft, wet folds.

After a few minutes, I slid off the floaty and waded through the shallow end. My jeans were completely soaked now, shiny and tight in some places, moving with me with every step. I could feel the wet fabric pressing against me, and the squish of my socks inside my sneakers made me laugh. The way the denim hugged my hips and thighs--it felt so playful and teasing.

I climbed out onto the patio, dripping from head to toe. Water trailed from my sleeves and jeans, soaking the ground beneath me. I paused to admire the wet shimmer of my clothes and the little squish with every step. My socks were heavy and soft, my sneakers squeaking faintly as I moved, and I couldn't help grinning at how good it all felt.

Before long, I was back in the pool, fully immersed in my soaked outfit. I lingered on the pool steps, stretching and shifting, letting the water slide over my jeans and socks. The denim clung to me, emphasizing every curve, and the dripping fabric made me feel daring and free. I played with the water, splashing, twisting, and enjoying the sensation of wet clothes on every inch of me, loving how the pool highlighted my soaked jeans and squishy socks at every angle.

By the end, I was laughing, dripping, and completely lost in the playful, indulgent freedom of being fully-clothed in the water. Every step, every pose, every squish reminded me how much I loved this--just me, my clothes, and the pool.

Hi Wetties!!! .

Been a busy and short summer. I hope you have been enjoying yours!

September is here, not much more heat for us up here so I just had to!!
I was just chilling in the backyard… nothing special, just hanging out in my light grey denim overalls, a white crop top, a soft sweater, and my sneakers with white socks.I wasn’t even thinking about swimming.

But then I looked at the pool… and I thought, why not? I wanted to see what would happen to my overalls when they got wet, how the colour would change, how everything would cling. So I walked right to the edge and dipped my sneaker in first. Watching my socks soak through, feeling the water creep inside my shoe—it turned me on instantly.

So I stepped in all the way, shoes and all. The denim darkened, the sweater got heavy, and my crop top underneath went completely sheer. I floated for a bit, then I decided to make it more fun. Under the water, I peeled off my sneakers slowly, showing off my wet socks before teasing them out of the water. I loved the way they clung so tight to my feet.

Then I pulled off my wet clingy sweater, leaving just the soaked crop top hugging my chest. You can imagine what you could see through it.

After that, I wanted to slip into the hot tub to feel the steam on my wet clothes.  Beautiful.

And then… I wanted one last thrill. So I walked inside, still dripping, leaving puddles with every step. I climbed right up on the kitchen island, water pouring off me, overalls sticking to every curve. I just sat there, dripping everywhere, knowing I’d completely soaked not just my clothes, but the whole house too.

I didn’t plan any of it. I just let it happen. And honestly? It felt so good.

❤️ 💦 Wet Orchid 💦 ❤️

Laundry day never my favourite chore. But today, I had a far more seductive idea. Why not do a little wet wash... poolside?

The sun was scorching, the kind of heat that begs for something daring. So I layered up sweaters, hoodies, jeans, pantyhose, leggings, socks more clothes than I care to count. It felt almost sinful and absolutely delicious. The weight of the fabrics clung to me, and without a second thought, I stepped out and dove straight into the pool.

Instantly, the sensation overwhelmed me. The water soaked through every layer, pressing each one tighter against my skin. It was heavy, yes but the thrill of it, the feel of saturated textures gliding over my curves, made it completely irresistible.

I emerged, drenched and dripping, and slowly peeled off each layer savoring the moment. I slipped back into the pool after each removal, letting the water reintroduce me to how every outfit clung differently when wet. The ritual became intimate a sensual dance between fabric, skin, and water.

Finally, I was down to just two pieces: a sheer white crop top that clung like a second skin, and glossy black pantyhose that shimmered in the sunlight. They hugged me so perfectly, so provocatively, I couldn't bring myself to take them off. My hands instinctively moved along my thighs, gliding over the slick fabric, massaging gently, teasingly.

Floating on a pool lounger, the sun warming my soaked skin, I let myself admire how good I looked glistening, glowing, glowing. But the moment wasn't finished.

I slipped into the hot tub next, easing onto the edge so the water kissed just the right places while I posed legs crossed, pantyhose sparkling, crop top clinging to every breath I took. My body buzzed, ignited from the inside.

And then the kitchen called. Still soaked, still in my pantyhose, my socks dripping with every step, I climbed up onto the cool stone counter and began to move. Stretching. Arching. Posing. Letting the wetness become art. I tugged at the fabric and with a few delicious rips right where it mattered, the spell was complete.

Laundry day?

Let's just say it's my new favourite ritual. Wet Orchid

Drenched. Delicate. Divine.

After Work Swim To Cool Off

After a long day at work, I slipped off my responsibilities with a chilled adult drink in hand and made my way out to the pool. The late sun was still beaming, warm and golden, kissing every inch of me as I lounged still in my work clothes, heat clinging to my body.

The sun teased and tempted, making it clear: I had two options strip down, or surrender to the water fully-clothed. I didn't even hesitate. The pool called, and I obeyed.

I stepped in slowly, one sultry stride at a time, letting the warm water creep through my jean short overalls and tight white long-sleeve shirt. My white DC sneakers and socks stayed on soaking, heavy, and deliciously soaked. Each step down the pool stairs felt like a release.

Now I'm in the shallow end, moving playfully, letting the water wrap around me, my clothes clinging to every curve. The white shirt, now translucent and dripping, glowed against the sunlight. I climbed onto the lounger, stretched out, and let myself bask in the feeling soaked, sexy, and completely relaxed.

Eventually, the heat called for more skin. I peeled off the long sleeve, revealing a soaked-through white tank underneath see-through, revealing, and utterly irresistible. The cool of the pool was balanced by the heat of the hot tub, so I slipped in, letting the bubbles tease every inch of my wet body.

The final touch? I slid out of the overalls, revealing white panties turned sheer, hugging me just right. It was the perfect after-work escape steamy, spontaneous, and exactly what I needed. I'll definitely be making this a regular routine. Wet Orchid.

I was out for a night on the town and this evening I was dressed very warm as it was cold and snowing.

I dressed for the cold weather and had dinner at a fine restaurant. With dressed to impress on my mind, I was wearing a grey flashy shirt that was complimenting my boobs, tight grey and black designer leggings that had slits in the legs revealing my black shiny pantyhose I was wearing underneath, converse high top sneakers, big winter jacket, gloves, scarf and hat. After returning from a great dinner I returned to my hotel room and started filling up the huge jacuzzi tub in my suite. I figured I would have a relaxing bubble bath soak after a beautiful evening. While the tub was running I needed some time to kill so I checked out the scenery on the balcony. Even with all my outdoor gear on it was still so cold so I didn't stay outside for very long. I was shivering and went back into my room for warm cover. To my surprise the jacuzzi was already full and my bubble bath was ready for my company. I make an instant decision I'm not going to take anything off. I really need to warm up fast so I get my feet in the tub right away soaking my chucks and leggings. After splashing around for a wee bit I get right in kneeling on the bottom of the tub. I start to imagine how it would feel if I get right in while still wearing my jacket with the bubbles. I don't think twice and lay down and just relax for a while soaking with everything I'm wearing. The feeling of laying in a hot bubble bath wearing all these heavy clothes was amazing. You can clearly see how much I'm enjoying this moment and at perfect ease. Having my winter jacket submerged in that jacuzzi was actually breathtaking. I play around for a while, get out a few times so I can observe my dripping clothes. What would make this experience even more enjoyable and interesting for me?How about getting out and taking a shower with everything on. I climb out and walk dripping wet to the hotel room shower. I shower in all my clothes including jacket, shoes, gloves, winter hat (Everything) and I'm loving it. I enjoy my fully-dressed shower for a while continuously soaking every square inch of my body. I eventually return to the jacuzzi still fully-dressed, where I start to remove my layers. I take off my shoes and show off my wet pantyhose feet. I walk around the jacuzzi platform to admire my wet clothes and pose for the floor to ceiling mirrors. Before I finish up my bubble bath, I strip right down to just my pantyhose and sexy lace bra. I pose in the tub and feel pretty sexy and get out and say goodbye in my hotel suite.

This was a unique and beautiful moment for me, please enjoy it as much as I did. Wet Orchid

It’s Friday the 13th and there was a wet look vibe in the air!

After working a long day on the road I just wanted to relax in the hot tub to unwind. I thought about this hot tub all day while driving because the thought of wetting the clothes I was wearing would be my reward for a long week.
I was wearing blue jeans, black long sleeve shirt with a see thru white tank top underneath, adidas sneakers and a jean jacket as it was a little cool out for June.
I was exhausted when I arrived home and before I kick off my shoes to relax, I head straight for the hot tub. Without taking anything off, I dangle my feet in the tub anticipating the feeling I’m going to get when I fully enter.
I slowly enter the tub soaking all my clothes. Everything I was wearing was so shiny. I take a moment and just relax in the tub and enjoy the feeling of my wet clothes clinging to my body.

Enjoying my wet time, I occurred to me I haven’t watered my flowers yet today. I get out of the tub completely dripping everywhere and water my flowers on the patio.
After watering the flowers I remove my sneakers, squish around the patio for a moment and get back in the tub to continue my soak.

I eventually remove my jean jacket, black shirt and jeans and enjoy some time in just my white braless tank top and white panties.

Enjoy this fun wet moment with me.

❤️ 💦 Wet Orchid 💦 ❤️

Shower Dare Gone Perfect! This was a completely random fully-clothed shower. After coming home, I was uploading some past videos/pictures to post on my laptop. While I was online I received a message on a wetlook chat asking if I like showering fully-clothed. I asked ahhhh, have you seen my photos lol. He asked what I was wearing and then he dared me to go into the shower. If you know me I can't say no to a dare. I have to admit I was actually craving getting the jeans I had on wet, they were a bit baggy and heavy. My full outfit included my cool new blue jeans, yellow long sleeve sweater (no bra), white sport socks and Adidas sneakers.

I hop right in the empty bathtub and slowly wet myself with the handheld shower. Since I love seeing my jeans get wet dark and shiny I take my time soaking them. Before I drench myself, I get out of the shower to admire the shining jeans. I have a full shower with all my clothes including my new sneakers. As the bathtub fills up, I get right in to ensure I have every inch of my clothes wet. After some fun clothed showering, I notice there is shaving cream at my fingertips and decide to turn off the water and squirt the whole bottle all over my wet clothed body, I got real messy. I get out of the shower and walk around dripping and squishing everywhere a few times. On the subject of squishy, I take off my sneakers but leave my socks on and walk around the bathroom and hallway again. Hearing the sound of my wet clothes squish around the house is quite enjoyable. I finally finish off by rinsing myself off, putting my sneakers back on and bathing in the tub before I say goodbye.

This was a real dare and nothing is more exciting than taking a random unexpected fully-clothed shower in my casual clothes.

Enjoy,

❤️ 💦 Wet Orchid 💦 ❤️