Like everyone else on this thread I had had my share of sights. Early in the history of this topic somebody mentioned about suits in the 90s being more conducive for wet views.
The instance that stands out the most for me is the summer of '98 where I had a physically demanding job so I joined the local gym and did water aerobics and some circuit weightlifting. I was also involved in a lot of theatre at the time and in fact a couple of years before concluded a run of "Oliver!" the musical. I was in my late 30s at the time playing Bill Sykes (the bad guy) and surrounded by young folks ranging from about 6 up to twenty or so. One girl in particular had just graduated high school and sang in the show. Beautiful voice and very pretty- I got a bit of a 'crush'.
Lo and behold at a water aerobics session the instructor for the day was "my" girl from the show! She was very slender with decidedly small boobs, and a pretty nice ass, as she was a competitive swimmer. She was wearing a 'speedo' type racing one-piece. She recognized me right away and gave me a friendly wave and 'hello'. We all hopped into the shallow water to begin our class. She dipped all the way into the water and stood back up. My jaw dropped and stayed there for the rest of the session.
As many people have related on this thread, her suit turned completely transparent and clung to the smooth curves of her breasts, as well as revealing her prominent nipples. I was probably quite rude as I stared, but I couldn't help it. Here was this girl who sang like an angel and was so pretty, revealed to me as a fully grown woman with all the desirable attributes.
She saw me staring (how could she miss?) and became quite coquettish of a sudden. She smiled at me very shyly and couldn't meet my eyes for more than a moment at a time. She actually crouched down into the water whenever she could and specifically turned away from me and my laser eyes when she couldn't avoid standing up in her leading of the class. Her nipples were my favorite type, "stacked" where the areola is a distinct layer and the nubs of the tips quite prominent on their own. I enjoyed the view as much as I could- also tried to see if her crotch area was equally transparent (without much success).
My wife got an extra-special pounding that night and never knew why.
"My" girl never again appeared to lead the class I was signed to, and in fact I don't think I ever saw her again before I moved away. But thank you, darling; I'll never forget you!