[jacksonhole]

I had a friend in college who gave me many stories that fit this thread. Her name was Karen (actually her real name) and she was the most casual person I’ve ever known when it comes to people seeing her partially unclothed or naked. I shared a story about Karen being pantsed in front of a room full of people at a party if you want to know how I first got to know her.

This happened 30 years ago, long before cell phones, much less cell phones with cameras. And stores wouldn’t develop indecent photos even if you did have a camera. Back then the only way to take a naked picture was a Polaroid and while my parents had one, it wasn’t exactly something that college kids had available. So unfortunately I don’t have a single picture from this time, but my mental images and memories are incredibly strong.

Karen was about 5’6” and in very good shape from playing soccer competitively in high school. She had brown hair over her shoulders and brown eyes, a really cute face and medium sized b-cup breasts and a very nicely rounded butt from all the running playing soccer. She was also super-smart about almost every subject, studied hard, and only let loose and partied once or twice a month. Luckily her willingness to be seen naked had nothing to do with her partying, and in fact I saw more of her sober than I did when she was drunk.

A few random stories over a couple years in college:

Karen was at my apartment studying. We were in the living room with books spread in front of us, my roommate had just gotten stoned and was wandering around not doing anything. We decided to take a break and make a fresh pot of coffee and were standing in the kitchen talking while the coffee maker bubbled. I mentioned the party from a few weeks ago and how she had totally taken down the girl who pantsed her. I told her it was really impressive. She laughed and asked if it was what she said, or the fact that I had gotten a good look at her ass? I joked that I am a big fan of tan lines.

Karen laughed and said that if I liked tan-lines, her tits were much better than her ass. She explained that she had worn a bikini top all summer, but often wore cutoffs so her ass had gotten much less sun. I told her about how in the first playboy I had ever seen when I was younger, all the girls had tan lines and it had made an impression on me.

Karen pulled her t-shirt over her head, and then reached behind her back and un-clipped her bra, tossing both her bra and t-shirt on the counter. As she had said, her tan lines on her tits were very pronounced and her brown nipples were like an island on a sea of bright white skin. They looked absolutely fantastic, and I said so.

Karen said that if I was so into tan lines, consider this a thank you for letting me study here all the time and drink our beer and eat our food. Then she just continued talking to me with absolutely no indication that she knew she was topless in my kitchen. She wasn’t flirting or flaunting, she was just topless. After a few minutes Karen asked me what I thought of her tan-lines, and I said they were great, desperately hoping that didn’t mean the end of her show.

I decided to take a shot at extending things and asked if her tan lines on top were really that much more than the ones on her bottom. Karen nodded and pulled her sweat pants down on her hip enough to show part of her ass. I said that it looked pretty close (it didn’t), maybe she just can’t see her ass looking over her shoulder. She told me I was wrong (I was) and she couldn’t believe I couldn’t see the difference (I could).

Karen pushed her sweat pants and panties to the floor and stepped out of them. She was now completely naked except for her socks. And with perfect timing, my roommate walked into the kitchen and froze when he saw saw Karen standing there naked. He quickly apologized and said he would leave us alone figuring we were fooling around, but Karen said she needed his help. He stopped and looked at me and I just raised my eyebrows having no idea what was going on either.

Karen turned all the way around a couple times holding her arms out to the side. As she turned she asked Stan (my roommate) do you think my tan lines are more distinct on my top or my bottom. Jacksonhole thinks they’re the same.

Stan being no fool said he needed to get a good look before rendering an opinion. He walked right up to Karen and motioned for her to spin around again and this time he carefully studied her tits, ass and bush from a foot away. Karen made eye-contact with me and rolled her eyes indicating she knew what Stan was doing, but didn’t really care. After a few more spins, Stan declared that it wasn’t even close, her tan-lines were much better on her top than her bottom.

Karen felt vindicated and said so. I admitted that I had been wrong, and now I could see how much better her tan lines were on her tits than her ass. And with that settled, Karen got dressed, and we went back to talking about other stuff. Stan hovered around for a while waiting to see if Karen would get naked again, but he eventually gave up and went back to his room to get stoned and we went back to studying.

It wasn’t the last time my roommate saw Karen naked, but it was his favorite because he got such a close-up view.