I Got Caught Skinny Dipping

“Have either of you ever been with a black guy?” my friend Jasmine asked.

“Well, we all know Hailey hasn’t, but I have,” Courtney said.

I rolled my eyes. “Thanks Courtney.” She was always bagging on me for not being as ‘free spirited’ as her.

“Was he big?” Jasmine asked.

“Yeah. He was like six-two and played football so, y’know, fit.”

“No, I mean was he big,” Jasmine insisted.

Courtney smiled. “Ohhhh… No he was pretty average.”

“Have you ever been with someone super big?” Jasmine asked.

“No, not really. I’m pretty sure all guys are around the same size and they just pretend to be larger than average to tickle their egos.”

“You know all about tickling ego’s,” I said, taking a bite of popcorn from the bowl between us. The three of us sat in our PJ’s on the floor of my bedroom. I still lived with my parents to save money while I was in college and often invited my friends over on weekends so we could help each other with homework, eat non-cafeteria food and have girl talk. We jokingly referred to ourselves as Charlie’s Angels because we were attached at the hip and thought we were bad ass. Courtney was a tall, skinny blonde, Jasmine was a petite Filipino, and I was a curvy redhead. We all found each other on orientation day of freshman year and had been partners in crime ever since.

“Should we get started on our chem homework?” Jasmine asked. We looked back and forth at each other. No one wanted to. Without speaking we all agreed that homework would wait.

“Wanna play truth or dare or something?” Courtney asked.

“So you have an excuse to feel my boobs again?” I asked, a playful jab at the last time we did it.

“Not my fault you have nice boobs. I genuinely thought you had them done,” Courtney said.

“An E cup isn’t even an outrageous size,” I said. Both of them looked down at their own, much more modest chests.

“A perky one on a waist like yours is. You’ve got a porn star body and don’t seem to realize it,” Jasmine said.

“Yeah, I would kill for your rack,” Courtney added.

“You would die with my rack. Do you have any idea how much my back hurts every day?”

“You don’t even use them to their full potential!” Courtney said.

“Full potential? What do you mean full potential?” I asked, not offended but sassy.

“You’re still a virgin, right?” she asked me.

“I’ve masturbated and stuff,” I said.

“That doesn’t count.”

“What’s wrong with being a virgin?” Jasmine asked, defending me.

“There’s nothing wrong with it. I’m not saying it’s bad, but with a rack like that you could get a lot of action is all I’m saying,”

“You get a lot of action and you’re what, a B cup?” I said.

“Exactly! I bet you have guys drooling over you all the time and don’t even realize it,” Courtney said.

“Maybe she’s just not interested in guys right now,” Jasmine said, coming to my defense again.

“Fine, whatever. You guys are so prude that truth or dare is never fun anyway,” Courtney said, grabbing a handful of popcorn and tossing it at us. A kernel fell between my cleavage. I dug it out and ate it.

“You’re the one that always wants to play that stupid game. How old are we, thirteen?” Jasmine said, tossing a handful of popcorn back at her.

Courtney blocked the incoming volley with both hands. “It’s supposed to be fun! Boundary pushing, a little risque, but you two never go there. The most fun I ever had was when we got to touch Hailey’s boobs, and that was pretty tame compared to some games I’ve played.”

“What if we just play dare then?” I suggested. The both looked at me in unison.

“There’s no way you guys would be any fun,” Courtney said.

“Let’s just do one round, with reasonable dares. Then when we’re done we knock out our homework,” I said.

“You would chicken out immediately,” Courtney said.

Honestly, I wasn’t super thrilled of the idea because I knew they would cook up something excruciatingly embarrassing for me, but I was also kinda tired of them making fun of me for not being adventurous. I didn’t drink, didn’t smoke, didn’t have sex. I didn’t cheat on my homework and I didn’t use my generous figure to my advantage and they both reminded me of these things constantly. Courtney more so than Jasmine, but still.

“Fine, I’ll go first,” I said, folding my arms confidently.

“You? You’re gonna take the first dare?” Courtney asked.

I nodded. Both Courtney and Jasmine looked at each other. I kept my arms folded and looked them both in the eye, letting them know I was serious. They leaned in close, whispering for a while. One would suggest and idea, then the other would shake their head and suggest something else. They went back and forth a few times before Jasmine stood up and walked over to my window. She pulled the curtain back and looked outside. She squinted into the darkness then turned and gave Courtney a thumbs up. What exactly were they planning for me?

“We dare you to skinny dip in your neighbor’s pool,” Courtney said with a smug grin.

I swallowed hard and felt my heart flutter. Butterflies flapped in my stomach. I was anxious, but I didn’t want to back down and give them one more reason to make fun of me. “Is he home?” I asked.

“No, we just checked. We knew you’d chicken out if he was home,” Jasmine said. I stood up and looked out the window anyway. His driveway was empty. The lights were off. It certainly looked like he was gone, which wasn’t unusual. I didn’t know him very well, but I gathered that he was a young entrepreneur of some kind because he was gone for days at a time.

“Well?” Courtney asked.

As far as dares went this one wasn’t so bad. It wasn’t like I’d have to text nudes to someone or do anything else that would leave evidence. I just had to put on my birthday suit and take a dip. It was dark, he was gone, I live in a quiet neighborhood. What could go wrong?

“Fine, I’ll do it,” I said, “Get naked, jump in, jump out?”

“Get naked, jump in, do a lap, then jump out,” Jasmine said.

“Fine,” I agreed, standing up and grabbing a towel from out of my closet. It was white with pink and red hearts, a Valentine’s day beach towel. Why they sold Valentine themed beach towels was a mystery, but I had one and I planned to use it. I shut my closet door, got out of my PJ’s and wrapped myself in the towel before going back out into my room. Courtney and Jasmine looked giddy in anticipation and disbelief. Their goody two-shoes prude of a friend was about to go skinny dipping on a dare. “Are you two coming too?” I asked as I made my way to the door.

“Are you kidding? I wouldn’t miss this for the world,” Courtney said as she stood up.

“Yeah, I kinda think you’re gonna chicken out still,” Jasmine said.

“You guys better fricken’ do whatever dares I come up with,” I said, leading the way downstairs and outside. They quickly followed behind me, voicing their disbelief. Luckily my parents weren’t home, so I didn’t have to worry about any uncomfortable questions. We plodded our way through the kitchen and out onto the back patio. My dog Rufus wagged his tail at us as we walked by, then went back to sleeping on the couch. There was a tall wooden fence along the perimeter of our property, separating it from the neighbors, but one board was loose because Rufus enjoyed sneaking into the neighbor’s pool much like I was about to do. We pushed the board to the side and ducked our way through, entering my neighbor’s yard amongst some of his tall bushes.

He had a great house. It was basically brand new, heavily remodeled after he bought it from the previous owner. It was large and had lots of windows with a very boxy, geometric feel to it. It was the type of house you see on every modern home catalog. His pool was completely redone too, with an attached hot tub that poured into the actual pool like a waterfall. It was well lit and well tended to. We crept along the fence, using his tall bushes to hide until we were closer to the pool. I turned around and looked at Jasmine and Courtney. They both looked more nervous than I was.

“You ready?” Courtney asked. In response, I unraveled my towel and handed it to her. The air was cool on my naked body, exhilaratingly so. Both of my friends covered their mouths in surprise and did their best to stay quiet. They were shocked I was about to go through with it.

“If you two don’t do my dares, I’ll kill you both,” I said with a stern finger. Then they watched in awe as I stepped out from the cover of the bushes and made my way over to the pool. I jogged to move faster and was reminded of my exceptional bust as my breasts bounced, unsupported by any bra. I reached up and grabbed them, one in each hand, to steady the bouncing. A motion sensing light switched on as I crossed the yard and put my feet at the edge of the pool. I looked over, startled that the light came on, but realized I wasn’t in any danger of being caught. I looked down the length of the pool and thought the fastest, most discrete way to swim the length of it and get back was to dive and spend as much time underwater as I could. I let go of my breasts, put my hands together and did the best dive I could to minimize splash.

Just as I was about to hit the water I thought I heard my name but it was too late. My dive was clean, and I felt like it made barely any noise, which I was proud of. Thankfully, the water was warm, heavenly in fact. I held my breath and kicked with my legs, using my arms to help propel myself to the other side of the pool while staying under water so I could stay as hidden as possible for as long as possible. It was surprising how good it felt. Obviously I’d swam in pools before, but never naked. Feeling the water flow passed my body with no fabric felt different somehow, in a way I can’t describe. Maybe it was just the satisfaction of going through with the dare or the excitement of doing something naughty for once in my life.

My hands touched the opposite side of the pool. I was almost out of air but I turned around underwater anyway and pushed myself off the wall with my legs. I got a few more strokes in before I came up to the surface. Smiling big, triumphant, I surfaced and took in some air. My hair clumped over my face so I used both hands to collect it and push it behind my ears before clearing the water from my eyes. I looked over at the bushes, expecting to see Courtney and Jasmine shaking their heads in disbelief at me.

They were gone.

Read part two https://rubberout.com/i-got-caught-skinny-dipping/

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