When we were in college, my wife, then GF, and I went on a day long tubing trip with my fraternity brothers and their GF's. It was a very hot day in June, the water felt great as we were drifted downriver on our chain of tubes, drinking beer and relaxing. We passed under some trees and my GF wasn't paying attention to the low hanging branches, one of them snagged the top of her bikini and pulled it off before she, or I could react.
There was no way to go back and get it, everyone was in just their swim suits, so no one had even a shirt to loan her. She tried the hand bra routine for a while, but that would get tiring, so after a while she just said to hell with it and let the ladies breathe. She was, and still is, no more than a perfect B cup and they were on display all day, even when we pulled up to a sand bar to eat lunch. She was still modest at that time, but I think all the positive reactions turned her into a secret exhibitionist. Some of the other GF's laughed at her misfortune at first, then got jealous of all the attention she was getting.
The funny part of the day was at the end when we had to get out of the river and board the bus back to our cars. There were kids and older people riding the bus back, luckily a lady on the bus loaned her a t-shirt to wear for the ride so she could quit the renewed hand bra routine.
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