Chapter 20

There was a recreation area on a lake near town that I had always heard about, but had never been to, mostly because of my parent's dull lifestyle. Some of the girls from school arranged to have a birthday party for a classmate out at the lake, and I was invited. Although the birthday girl wasn't a close friend, I was eager to go, as it was a chance to "show off" Gary to my classmates. One of the problems with my all-girls Catholic school was that that boyfriends are not invited to most school functions, and they were not generally welcome on campus except for special occasions. This would be a chance for Gary to meet (and be closely inspected by) most of my classmates.

The swimming party also generated a bathing suit crisis, as I would have to buy a new one. I had completely outgrown my old swimsuit in several directions, most importantly in the chest. My mother wanted to take me to make this socially important purchase, but I knew that would be a disaster. I wanted a two-piece suit, which was actually very modest by today's standards, but my Mom thought that would be too revealing. After much discussion, we came to an agreement that I could pick one out on my own, as long as it met certain clear standards of modesty.

I told her that I was going shopping with a girlfriend, but of course, I went with Gary. He was very patient as we went to about a hundred different stores looking for the perfect suit that fit me, that was sexy, that was a good color, that I could afford, and would pass inspection at home. Of course, it was impossible to find anything that met all of those requirements, but I had fun trying, anyway. And in a couple of stores, I had a little fun with Gary, too. In most of the stores, the dressing rooms were in a back area, or carefully concealed by doors or curtains. But in one of them, the dressing rooms opened right out into the clothing rack area. Although I was supposed to keep my underwear on when trying on swimsuits, I didn't, and I peeled down to nothing. And I was supposed to keep the curtain closed while doing it, but I would leave it open just a bit so Gary could get a look. Once some guy who walked by at just the right moment got a quick flash of me naked that I had intended for Gary. The guy snapped his eyes forward and just kept walking, pretending he hadn't seen a thing.

After the fun and games, I did finally find a suit that I liked, and that would pass muster at home, particularly because the bra had removable padded cups. I could wear the foam rubber bra cups, or not, as I pleased, and the material was soft and form fitting. It didn't really show much skin, other than a few inches of my tummy, but it was kind of slinky and easy to slip on and off, which was much more important to me, anyway. Mom thought the suit was OK, since she didn't have a clue about how I intended to wear it.

I should say at this point that I hadn't been swimming much for years, due to typical adolescent female embarrassment, but my body had gotten more shapely in the last year, and I had a great boyfriend, and I was determined to make the best of both at the lake. Also, I have pale skin that is prone to sunburn, and back in the pre-sunscreen 60's, that was a painful problem.

The Saturday of the party finally came, and Gary and I drove out to the lake, which was about an hour from town. Before I left the house, I had put on my new swimsuit with the modestly padded bra, and modestly covered up with a big shirt. After we got out on the highway in Gary's car, I took off the shirt and bra, took out the cups, and then put the bra back on. Gary said he liked the suit, but said preferred me without it. I just snuggled up next to him and pulled up the top over my breasts, exposing my nipples to the wind. Gary caressed my breasts as we drove on to the lake. Life was good.

The amusement area at the lake had several refreshment stands along the shore, as well as men and women's bathhouses, and several areas with picnic tables and chairs. They had brought in tons of sand for the swimming area, which was roped off from the main part of the lake. There were docks, several floating rafts in the deep water, a big slide, a rope swing, and a trolley or zip line that ran from a small tower out over the water. It was a clear, hot, sunny day, and there were quite a few people already in the lake.

The actual party was supposed to be at noon, and by the time we got to the lake we had about hour to play around in the water before the birthday party started. We left our towels on some chairs and slowly waded out into the water, which felt surprisingly cold. When it got close to my waist, I dived under and swam underwater a few feet, then surfaced. The cool water felt great, but as I was getting my hair out of my eyes, I realized that my nipples were hard from the cold water, and that my wet swimsuit looked like it was just sprayed onto my skin. The thin, soft fabric that I had liked so much because it was comfortable was also quite revealing when wet. I hadn't expected that, but it was OK with me. Gary said I looked great, and his opinion counted most, but I was a little concerned that it would be a little too revealing for some of my classmates and their parents. I'd just make sure to wear a shirt around them.

I had never been swimming with Gary, so this was a new adventure for both of us. We had already been sexually intimate in so many ways, but we were young and still discovering each other, so it was a memorable experience. We swam out to the deep water and climbed up on one of the big floating platforms. I was happy to just dry off for a while in the sun, but after a few minutes Gary wanted to go down the slide, which was a lot like a playground slide, but bigger. Gary climbed up the tall ladder first and I followed, watching him hit the water fast with a big splash. I went down the metal slide right after him, and as soon as I hit the water, the top of my suit was instantly pushed up over my breasts and under my armpits. Having never worn a two-piece swimsuit on a water slide before, I was taken by surprise with the effect of the water pressure, though I really should have anticipated it. Since I had taken the cups out, the soft material of the bra just bunched above my breasts and under my armpits. Of course, I loved the feeling of the water on my bare breasts, and once it happened, I wasn't in any hurry to pull my suit down.

Gary embraced me from behind, cupping my bare, goose-pimpled breasts in his hands under the water. It was a very erotic moment. It's hard to explain how turned on we were, but everything was standing at attention for both of us. We moved away from the front of the slide, staying in water up to my shoulders. Since the lake water was sort of murky, you couldn't see that my breasts were bare unless you were pretty close, and no one was. Gary's hand slipped inside my suit bottom, caressing my cunt underwater. It felt really strange in the chilly water, but still very good. All the intimate things we had done a hundred times before now felt totally different when immersed in cool lake water. Surrounded by dozens of people, being partly naked was very erotic. I wiggled my butt against his erection, and then turned to face him, hugging him tightly in the deep water. We tried to look innocent as we fooled around with each other's bodies underwater, not wanting to attract any attention. We groped, stroked, massaged and tickled each other in all the intimate places. However, after a while, Gary realized that we were going to have to get out of the water soon, and he was sporting a major erection. I wanted my girlfriends to admire him, but I didn't think they were quite ready for that. So after laughing at the predicament, we worked our way to the end of a dock, climbed up, and sat there in the sun for a while as his erect penis and my erect nipples became less conspicuous.

After a few minutes we walked back to where we had left our stuff, and I combed out my hair. My suit was much more modest when dry, but it wasn't drying out that fast, so I put on my cover-up shirt. By the time we got to the area where the birthday party was, most of my friends had arrived, so I spent a lot of time introducing Gary to everyone. (For once, I was the envy of my crowd!) We sang happy birthday, ate cake and hamburgers, and generally had a good time. Gary was charming, particularly with some of the girls without dates, who were a little shy anyway. I think it was the first time in years that I had felt totally comfortable, even superior, with my classmates. I knew looked good, I certainly felt great, and the way Gary held my hand made me feel proud. For once, maybe for the first time, I actually felt like a confident young woman.

The mothers reminded us that we had to wait at least an hour after eating before going in the water, so we sat around for a while and talked, but I was watching the clock. I had been pretty aroused before, and I was looking forward to more fun and games with Gary in the water. I decided that I had better wear a t-shirt when I got back in the water, at least when around my school friends, or my revealing swimsuit would be a topic of gossip for weeks. Gary and I went back to the parking area to get a shirt from my bag in his car, and by the time we got back to the group, everybody headed to the water.

The next hour or so was spent playing around with my friends in the lake, and we all had a good time in the water. Eventually, Gary and I found ourselves alone, sunning on a floating platform in the deepest water. He pointed out that if we were in the water on the lake side of the platform, we could not be seen from the shore. I took off my t-shirt and we slipped into the water, holding on to the side of the pontoon floats. For the first time that day, we had a nice long passionate kiss. He pushed up my top over my breasts, and we embraced, and kissed some more as I held his cock in my hand. I loved all the intimate contact in such a public place. This was all a little more difficult to do than it sounds, as we were in deep water, hanging on to the side of the floating platform, but we managed some pretty passionate moments without losing our bathing suits. Every few minutes we would peek around the side to see if anybody was close to us, but for a while, we had some privacy.

At one point, Gary used both hands to hold on to the platform while I held on to him with one hand and stroked his cock with the other. I kept it up for a good while, but he was apparently too distracted by the situation to cum. We changed positions and he fingered me for a while. It felt good but really strange in the cool water, and I couldn't get off either. After a while we just gave up and climbed back onto the float. We were both really aroused, but couldn't do anything about it in plain view of so many people, so we just lay there in the sun and held hands. I was very frustrated, and I could see by his erection that he was, too. It was at that point that Gary told me that his uncle was out of town, and we could stop by his house on the way home. He had been intending to surprise me later with this rare opportunity for us to get naked in a real bed, but his timing couldn't have been better. I just rolled over and kissed him a long, long time.