Karen outside
I’m not going to try and go in chronological order, it’s been too many years. Karen and I were never an official couple. I guess we were friends with occasional benefits for around 3 years before I met the girl who became my wife. Ironically, my wife knew Karen long before we met because they had been in the freshman dorm together. She knew Karen as one of the girls who wasn’t shy about walking around the showers naked right when school started, whereas most of the girls would wrap themselves in towels especially the first couple weeks.
I have a few different memories of Karen getting naked or topless outside, so I thought I would start with those.
The first one is easy, about 6-7 of us were hanging out in someone’s backyard drinking beer and throwing horseshoes on a really hot afternoon (we went to school in the Midwest). At one point one of the guys sneaked around the side of the house, got the hose and he sprayed the girls with water hoping to create a bunch of wet t-shirts, which he did. Much to everyone’s surprise Karen just took her t-shirt off, wringed our the water by twisting it a bunch and tossed it on the fence. Did I mention she wasn’t wearing a bra? She stood there topless as if it was completely normal and even played a couple games of horseshoes before putting her shirt back on.
The guys loved it and encouraged the other girls to follow her example, but they kept their shirts on although they were wet, very clingy and we got a good look at the shape and hang of their boobs too, and of course they all had seriously hard nipples from the cold water. Karen even told them at one point they were being silly and should just take their wet shirts off, but they declined.
After a while Karen put her shirt back on. I asked her why she had ruined the view for us and she simply said, “because my shirt was dry”.
Classic Karen.
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