Wet tee shirt, not a contest
I’m interested in stories of wet tee shirts that are not part of a contest or staged event.
Of course I’ll start out.
My first was when I was around the age of 12-13. (65 now, and it’s still burnt in my memory.) I was riding my bike while on a family vacation in southern Ohio, on a remote country road. Anyone who knows the area, knows of the many strip pit ponds left by the coal mining. Just as I passed one, a young woman and her BF/husband were swimming, and she was waist deep in the water. She was wearing a crop top white tee shirt, just coming into style in the early ‘70s. She had just come up out of the water, dripping wet, and the sceen was perfect. She was thin, had the c-cup, teardrop breasts, and the nipples were dark and pointed and very visible to my young eyes. Like I said, the image was burnt in my memory.
Second; my wife and I were in the back yard and her brother was over. I was watering some trees we had just planted and without even thinking, I turned the hose on my wife in her braless white tee shirt. (Notice a theme of white tee shirts.) My wife screamed “What are you doing?!?!,” my brother-in-law gave a half smile and walked in the house, and I was left with a view of my wife’s half dollar sized areolas, and nipples clearly, showing through. I caught heck for that one, but it was worth it.
Third; out on a walk in the park with the family and we were caught by a sudden spring shower. My wife had a light jacket, so nothing happening there, but 500’ down the path we came on a BBW, braless, and soaked to the skin…obviously. All her upper naughty bits were on full display, and she seemed proud to show them. She actually tried to engage us in conversation, but my wife moved us on. Once out of earshot, she said, “That’s disgusting, don’t you think that’s disgusting?” I didn’t answer. Third memory etched.
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