Pool party

[Irish drunkard]

A couple of Memorial Days ago, some friends of mine were having a cookout at their place, and had invited around 20-30 people. As is typical with the crowd that was there, beer wasn't the only thing being passed around. Anyways, the shindig is going, and everyone is around the pool. A few girlfriends are in bikini tops, but nobody has gotten in the in-ground pool yet.

These two girls show up that are guests of a guest; one black girl, one white. I noticed them entering out of the corner of my eye, because one of them, the black chick, looked like someone I knew from a very different time and place, and I thought it was a hell of a coincidence that she would turn up at my friends' cookout years later. But its not her. Immediately after I see that its not her, I notice what she's wearing: a thin white t-shirt fitted very snugly on her braless breasts. How thin? There was no mistaking her nipples and areola from the rest of her breast. The other girl was a dead-ringer for a young Judy Garland. She was in a black spaghetti strap top.

So, the girls get introduced to the hosts and others standing right around the grill. I hear some questions being asked, including "Can we really?", then the girls scurrying into the house. A minute or two later, they step out completely naked. The black chick is now wearing nothing but her stripper heels, and isn't even carrying anything to cover up with. And she has a knockout body. Judy Garland behind her still has her socks on, and not much else, but is carrying a towel that she's kind of holding over herself.

They mingle like that for a good 20 minutes. She chats me and another guy up, and it was like the Candid Camera episode What do you say to a naked lady?. I've got the Chrysler Building in my shorts, and the reason for me being in that state is trying to make small talk with me. "Sweetie, do you mind if I spunk right here all over you? I'm quite certain it won't take long. Talk about whatever you like, but I'm going to do this later on anyway."

Judy Garland was slowly thawing on her modesty, and lets the towel down, showing the most beautiful breasts I've seen in....quite some time. I decide to chat her up, "What are you doing next Friday? Oh...well, can I touch them?" I don't think she was used to that kind of attention because she just looked like she could have crawled into a hole. Or maybe attention from a guy 15 years older than her isn't what she bargained for.

One of the other girls, surprisingly one of the married ones (actually, reading some of the stories here, it shouldn't surprise me; you married gals seem way less inhibited), took off her top while sitting on the edge of the pool. Well, I guess that was someone's tipping point. Two naked girls was enough, but three pairs of bare breasts? The hostess kindly asked the girls to cover up before I got a good look at the 3rd girl.

I heard talk that the 3rd girl was a co-worker of a couple of people there, and it was decided that letting co-workers see her like that was kind of inappropriate.