[jiinx81]

I was in a two-week corporate training class in a Chicago suburb. It was held in a nice chain hotel, and over time several of us became friends, drinking and dining together every night and getting to know one another. A couple of days before we finished, five or six of us decided to go to the hotel's spa. Only one of the women in the group decided to go. She was a beautiful redhead, 28 years old, slender and tall. She always wore long dresses in class and slacks afterwards, so we hadn't seen much of her figure. When she got to the pool, she chucked off her sweats to reveal a beautiful one piece blue suit. It wasn't very sexy, but the contents were.

We hadn't been in very long when two people from outside of our group joined us. They were from a fast food chain and were there for a two-day conference. The guy was the manager and the woman was his assistant manager. She was wearing a cute but modest bikini that was held on with ties. They fit right in, and were soon sharing stories and laughing with us.

Our redhead noticed that the bubbles in the spa provided a layer of privacy, so she skinned off her suit and plopped it down on the spa deck. She said "that's better" and then told the guys to slip 'em off too. We all did so, including the restaurant manager. Then the redhead started teasing the other girl, but she was having none of it. Her boss said to at least untie it, and reached over and untied the top in back. She held the top close to her body, even though we couldn't see a thing. Then she felt her boss untie one of her bottom strings. Had she just sat there, no one would have ever seen anything. But to our benefit her instincts took over, and she let go of the top and grabbed her bottoms. We still couldn't see anything except her top floating away from her neck (it was still tied around her back). In her attempt to keep her bottoms from coming off, she stood up and lost the cloaking layer of bubbles, giving us all a wonderful view of what must have been D-cup breasts. She must have been in her early twenties, because breasts that big usually soon sag after a woman matures, and hers stood straight out like old chrome Cadillac bumpers. Beautiful, smooth quarter-size nipples. She immediately realized that she was exposed and plopped down in the water. She turned as red as the proverbial beet. We could tell she was really mad, so we all left her alone. She re-tied everything but was stone silent after that. We weren't sure if it was because we strangers had seen, or that her boss got himself a good look.