[Saddledrifter]

My wife and I were taking a trip to The Pointe Resort near Phoenix. She was young and had a great figure. In order to show it off a little, she had knitted a crochet string bikini. I absolutely loved it, because it was not a tight knit, and you could see a lot of skin through the holes between the knitting. In fact, her tits were peeping through the open areas of the knitting. She had never tested the very small knitted bikini in water. That was a mistake, because as soon as she jumped into the pool where a lot of people were sunning on the bank and swimming in the pool, the knitted material became water-logged. When she climbed up the ladder to get out of the pool, both the top and bottom of the swimsuit started to fall off due to its water-logged weight. She knew immediately that she was in trouble. I was behind her and getting ready to climb out of the pool on the same ladder she was utilizing. Suddenly, the bikini bottom dropped below her ass. She attempted to grab it and pull it up, but when she did, the front of the bikini bottom dropped down below her pussy. She gamely tried to grab both the front and back of the bottoms, but the top was dropping off her boobs at the same time exposing her tits. She hollered at me to get back off the ladder into the pool. Her quick movements grabbing at her suit and yelling at me had attracted the attention of a lot of the people around and in the pool. As I backed down off the ladder, my wife slipped back into the water while attempting to rectify the wardrobe malfunction. I immediately could see her exposed tits as she fell into the water. It was of no use. She attempted to re-tie the two side strings on the bottoms more tightly. Then she worked on tightening the neck strap of the top, That was followed by her request for me to tighten the top's strap that went around her back. Now these were very narrow straps about the size of the crochet yarn material. As i pulled tightly on the strap that went around her back, it snapped in two. Unfortunately, as I looked dumbfounded at that strap, I saw that it was coming unraveled and was useless. She immediately grabbed the top, which was starting to float away. Fortunately for her, she made a lucky stab at it and was able to put the cups up to her boobies and hold them there with her hands and arm. At this stage almost everyone in the pool had taken notice of her predicament, and were quietly amused by her reactions. And most all of them had seen all of her privates -- top and bottom. She looked at me, and said, "What do I do?" I said that I didn't really know. She thought for a moment and said, "You are going to have to hold the bottom of the bikini up while I get out of the pool with you behind me. I said that I didn't know whether I could hold up the bottom in both front and rear while climbing up the pool ladder. She forcibly responded, "You can, and you will!" So up she went with one hand holding the ladder, the other hand cupping the top on one boob and her arm across her chest pressing the other cup against the boob that didn't have a hand readily available for cover. I was coming up the ladder immediately behind her while attempting to climb out of the pool using my two hands to hold up the front and back of the bikini bottom. Unfortunately, I loss my balance as I attempted to climb onto the last step of the ladder. As i fell backwards into the water, I still was clutching the bikini bottom. When I realized that I still had the bottom in hand I let go, but it was too late, and the bikini bottom was now at my wife's feet with her pussy and ass fully exposed. She immediately dropped the top and reached quickly for the bikini bottom. By the time she polled it up and realized that she had to hold it in place with both hands due to its water-logged weight, she had no choice but to just stand there in all her embarrassment and ask me to get her towel from the beach chair. Fortunately for her, but unfortunately for all the guys around the pool, a nice lady rushed up and wrapped a towel around my totally humiliated wife. It was a little unfair that she blamed me for a good portion of her embarrassment. However, I have to admit I was laughing on the inside. As I looked around the pool while leaving the premises, I noted that almost everyone there was having a big laugh at my wife's expense. Of course, I told her that I doubted if most people had even noticed her plight. Ha-ha! Guess again! But it was the proper thing to tell her.