A Bikini Just for My Neighbor

by paralleltasking

Shy, but not for everyone.

Karly sat at her parents' dining room table, reading over the same newspaper comic strip for what must have been the fifth time. She felt so meh and tired. It was going to be a hot summer Saturday, yet she had nothing planned. No parties, no gatherings, no nothing. She was 21 years old. She should be enjoying her youth and going out there and making bad decisions. Instead, she was at her parents' house, making no decisions.

"How was work last night, Karly?" Her mom asked as she joined her at the table with coffee in hand.

"It was fine," she replied. Fine would be the title of her autobiography at this point. There was nothing bad happening in her life. But nothing exciting was either, even in the long term. The job her mother was asking about was her latest attempt to kick-start her social life. Karly worked as a bartender at one of the trendiest bars in town, a favorite locale for young people like herself. She thought this would be great to meet new people.

Except that all anyone does is order drinks from her and complain. The guys, in particular, show no interest in her, which isn't surprising, given that the place is full of skinny college girls wearing tight dresses. Karly has never been slim. While not fat, she had a round, curvy figure with a matching bust. Guys her age seem to prefer Barbie over thick. Thus, this job was yet another dead end for the young woman.

She had tried to go the usual path. During her senior year in high school, she was accepted into the same university as her group of friends and was excited to attend. But college wasn't for her. Or she wasn't ready. Or she was on a different path. Or any of the many excuses she told herself. She moved in with her parents, lost track of her old friends, and ended up in the funk she is struggling with today.

"You should go out and have some fun today, Karly. Get some exercise before things get too hot out," her mother said, knowing how her daughter felt lately.

"Sure. Maybe I'll take a walk or something later," Karly replied, knowing she probably wouldn't.

"Joe across the street wanted me to tell you his pool is open for you to use any time you want," Karly's dad said, entering the room. Joe had been their neighbor across the street as long as she could remember. He was in his mid-forties and single. He was nice and always waved whenever he saw her around.

Karly admitted to herself that the idea of wading in the cool water was appealing. Additionally, taking a break from her parents' house would also benefit her. She loved her parents, but they were constantly pushing her to get out of her comfort zone and get back out there. They were right to do so, but that didn't make the endless suggestions any less annoying.

"Or you could come with me to my book club. We're re-reading Eat Pray Love," mom suggested.

"I'm going to go change into my swimsuit," Karly said, with the choice between those two options becoming clear as crystal. She retreated to her room, where she sought out her swimsuit. The young woman realized she hadn't been swimming in a few years, and her only option for attire was a black one-piece suit. She was never one for bikinis or really anything that showed off her body. That was something skinny girls did, not curvy ones like her.

Staring at herself in the mirror, she realized she had grown in a few critical areas since she last wore it, making the one-piece cling to her curves a bit more than she would have liked. Still, everything was covered, including her backside. It wasn't like there would be anyone else there, right? Wait, would Joe be there or not? Surely he would be out running errands or even at the lake with his boat. It was very common not to see his car in the driveway on weekends, especially in the summer. Peaking out the window, she breathed easy and saw that it was the case today as well. She would have the pool all to herself and would have no eyes on her. Not that she was ever really drawing any male gazes anyway.

Putting on sweat pants and a t-shirt over the swimsuit, she made her way across the road, through the side gate, and found the pool open and ready for her. Already she was starting to sweat, and the water was inviting her in. After taking a quick look around, she pulled off her t-shirt and sweatpants. This act made her blush as it felt like she was stripping in public, which she supposed was technically true. Taking the pool stairs in, she was soon enveloped in the cool sensation of the water, and her stress and worries were forgotten as she lightly waded around the water.

Joe's backyard was so isolated due to the tall fence surrounding it, along with plenty of vegetation. The surrounding neighbors would have a hard time seeing or even hearing anything happening back here. She wished her parents' place was more like this. The idea of using their backyard to get some sun sounded lovely, but she couldn't get herself to dress down enough to actually tan. Especially with their backyard open to others seeing her.

Karly told herself she could stay in the water for ten minutes before drying off and heading back. Didn't want to risk having Joe come home in the middle of her dip. It wasn't that she was afraid of him, or that she didn't like him. She was just a bit self-conscious about how she looked in her suit. Maybe if she lost fifteen pounds, then she would feel more confident, but that didn't matter now.

She leaned back, raised her legs, and floated on top of the water. Her ears were submerged, which cut out nearly all the surrounding sound. Closing her eyes, she lost awareness of the world around her and floated aimlessly around the pool. This could probably serve as a good metaphor for her life, but making such comparisons felt too much like self-pity, so she instead let her mind go blank for a while.

Some indeterminate amount of time later, she opened her eyes and uprighted herself. Not totally sure, but maybe she had fallen asleep there. Whatever the case, it was likely she had been in the pool already longer than she intended, and it was time to head back. "I'm so glad you took me up on my offer to use the pool, Karly," a voice behind her said.

Karly whipped around and then shot back upon seeing Joe standing at the other end of the pool. She immediately felt embarrassed by her startled reaction, which was compounded by her additional embarrassment at being seen in this tight-fitting suit by her neighbor. "Oh, I'm sorry. Didn't mean to startle you. I just got back and saw you floating out here so peacefully."

Oh god, how long had he been staring, she wondered. Her chest would have been sticking straight up out of the water for him. Not that it was likely he saw her in any sexual manner. Still, she began to blush thinking about how she had put herself in a position that showed off her ample bosoms for her neighbor.

"I was just about to leave. Sorry for disturbing you," Karly said as she started to go for her towel.

"A gorgeous young lady in my pool would never disturb me. If you need to go, that's fine. I just feel venerated that you felt cool visiting an old guy's place like mine," he replied. Karly stopped. He was probably teasing her, or at best being polite with his words, but hearing him call her gorgeous stirred something in her. And what did he say? She made him feel venerated?

How long had it been since anybody besides her parents complimented her appearance? She studied Joe's face and didn't see any sign of him being facetious. "Actually, I can stay a bit longer," Karly shyly said. She kept her body submerged, and the paddling of her arms kept the view of her tight-fitting suit obscured. "And thank you. For the use of your pool, I mean. And... yeah."

"Do you mind if I sit out here with you? We've lived across the street from each other all this time, and I feel like we've never talked except for the occasional hello and how are you." Karly gave her consent with a quick nod. She was a bit excited about the possibility of hanging out with someone who genuinely wanted to talk to her. Today was really highlighting to her how starved her social life had become.

"Your mom tells me you are bartending at that trendy place on 4th street. That's cool. It's not really my scene. I went in once, and I think every young girl in the place gave me the stink eye. That is when they weren't taking selfies or pictures of their drinks. I'm sorry, they are probably your friends, and I shouldn't be bad-mouthing them like that."

Karly couldn't help but laugh. "Once, this group of ten girls came in and ordered a single serving of our most expensive, fanciest drink. Then, one by one, they passed the drink down for each of them to take a photo of it. Once the last girl was done, she tried to insist on a refund because she claimed I had given her the wrong drink. I refused and didn't end up with a tip, of course." Joe laughed so hard he had to wipe away a tear.

Suddenly, the mood in his backyard felt familiar and relaxed. He told her stories from his youth while she recounted similar tales. Each one would end with the other laughing or asking a dozen questions in astonishment. Soon, it was an hour later, and Karly realized she was standing in the shallow end, with her suit fully exposed above the water. She caught Joe glancing at her body and felt hot all over.

"I should really get back to my parents' place. It will be lunch soon," she said, rushing out of the pool and wrapping a towel around herself. Karly could feel her chest bounce as she did so, and was sure she grossed out Joe in the process with how much her body jiggled when she moved like that.

"Hey, listen. This probably wouldn't interest you in the least, and I won't be offended when you inevitably say no to this, but tomorrow afternoon I'm having a couple of friends over. They will be old farts like me. But if you are so inclined,

they would get a kick out of meeting you. Truthfully, they will never believe me that I spent my morning with a stunning woman like you. I would love to show them up by having you make an appearance. But I'm sure you have a lot of other things you'd rather do, so let's forget I said anything."

"I'll... see," she replied. Karly put on her sweatpants and t-shirt. The words stunning echoed in her head. During their conversation earlier, she had begun to worry that she was coming across as annoying or otherwise negatively to her neighbor. In fact, she was sure of it and thus had come up with the excuse to leave. But now he had invited her over to meet his friends? Because she is stunning? Why is her heart beating so fast? Forgetting to say thank you again, she trotted off back to her parents' place and retreated to her room, trying to process the morning's events.

The rest of the day, Karly couldn't stop thinking about Joe's words and his invitation. She finally accepted that she would attend his get-together tomorrow with his friends. But it was another idea that had wormed itself into her head that was really causing her grief. Finally, she caved and went out to buy the item she had been obsessing over. A bikini. She had decided to get it for two main reasons. One was curiosity. Was Joe actually complimenting her appearance earlier today, or just being nice? How he reacted to seeing her in a more revealing suit would tell her. Also, while not as big a reason, Karly hadn't stopped feeling excited by the quick looks he had given her body, unlike those twenty-something guys at her bar who never glanced at her. Joe had, in just an hour, made her feel wanted again. It's not that she was looking to hook up with the middle-aged man or anything, but a woman needs to feel desired. And whether he meant it or not, Joe had succeeded in that.

When she got home, Karly hung the bikini up on her door and stared at it. She didn't dare put it on and see how she looked in it. In the store, she simply made sure it fit, but couldn't get herself to look in the mirror. Studying it while lying on her bed, he imagined all of the skin that would be exposed. How much her body would jiggle and how little she would be leaving to the imagination of Joe. Oh, and his friends. She kept forgetting there would be a whole group of guys in their forties and fifties at this get-together. Maybe this was a bad idea. Except that the thought of skipping the party made her feel so sad. No, she had to do this.

Time crawled in the build-up to his poolside get-together. Karly spent the day simultaneously dreading and being thrilled about what was to come. Every ten minutes, she would hold the bikini up to her body, only to get bright red and run away from the mirror. But finally, the time came.

The bikini was daring, at least for Karly. Most of her underwear offered more coverage than it did. Her D-cup boobs were contained, and she didn't feel like she was going to spill out, but the triangle-shaped cups of the top left more of her cleavage exposed than anything she had ever worn before, especially outside among middle-aged men. Her boobs were so fatty, she wished they were smaller and tighter like other girls her age. Turning around, the coverage of her behind is what worried her most. The exact words to best describe her bottom always escaped her. Thick was a word a lot of guys used to describe butts similar to hers, but that was them making fun of them, right? Still, it wasn't inaccurate. From her thighs, the outermost part of her butt cheeks stuck out nearly five inches. And this bikini bottom struggled to keep it contained, and her ass threatened to swallow it whole.

For five minutes, she continuously fussed with it to get as much skin covered down there as possible, but the outer portions of her cheeks were going to be left bare. If only she had looked in a mirror at the store, she would have noticed this and gotten bottoms with more material. But it was too late now.

Finally realizing that staring at her butt wasn't going to make her feel any better, she threw on her sweatpants and t-shirt and took a deep breath. The worst-case scenario is that Joe and his friends drive her away with laughter and insults. It would suck, but at minimum, she would have felt good for taking the risk. Still, the thought of Joe having not been genuine with his compliments before made her a bit depressed.

"I'm going to swim in the neighbor's pool again," Karly said as she headed out the door.

"It looks like Joe has a few people over," her mom pointed out.

Karly didn't want to come out and say the whole truth that she was going to hang out with some middle-aged men, especially in a bikini. "They're watching something inside today. Joe told me about it yesterday. He said it's okay and I won't be disturbed." They seemed to accept that answer, and she was out the door and across the street.

The driveway and road around Joe's house were lined with five unfamiliar cars. That would indicate at least six men would be there and potentially watching her bikini-clad body, Karly figured. It was on the high end that she had initially estimated, but still within the range she had mentally prepared herself for. Right in front of the side gate to the pool, she could hear the voices of men talking and laughing. This was the moment of truth. Turn around or enter and commit to doing this. Her hand opened the gate, and the sound of it unlatching startled her, causing all the voices to stop as they looked anxiously to see who this mystery guest was.

"Karly! You came! You see, guys, I told you I'm cool enough for a pretty young face to withstand hanging out with for at least a few minutes," Joe said, jumping up out of his chair as soon as he saw her. Seated around him were five other men, all around his age in the forty to fifty range. Some were in T-shirts and shorts, while a couple wore swim trunks with no tops. All were a bit overweight and hairy. Joe took her around and introduced her to all of them, although in Karly's nervousness, she failed to actually remember any of their names.

She was offered and accepted a drink, and took a seat among them, still in a bit of denial that she had managed to get her introverted self to show up today. Karly became the center of attention with all six men interested in her work, hobbies, and other aspects of her life. She explained that her life was rather plain, but they absorbed every insignificant thing she told them. Every remotely amusing item she shared got laughs. A somewhat interesting piece of information triggered enthusiastic nods and follow-up questions. Karly wondered if this is what popular girls feel like all of the time.

Soon she realized she had already been there an hour and was still wearing her sweatpants and t-shirt. She was feeling rather warm, but did she still want to go through with showing off her body? These guys seemed plenty enthralled by her, as odd as that was to admit for Karly. Still, she thought she was catching hints of them peaking at her body, but maybe that was just in her head.

They came upon a slight lull in the conversation, and Karly knew it was now or never. Her mind had drifted back to thinking about Joe complimenting her yesterday and the possibility of experiencing that, but five times larger in magnitude. "Joe, can I use your bathroom real quick?" She asked.

He gave her directions and was soon standing in front of his mirror. She dropped her sweatpants and lifted her t-shirt over her head, leaving her only in the bikini. She couldn't bear the thought of 'stripping' in front of the men, so she had decided to retreat to the bathroom. Karly found the courage to inspect herself in the mirror, but after freaking out over every square inch of skin she could see, she exited the bathroom.

With her muscles tense and her facial expression strained, she tiptoed out the door and into the view of the six forty-something-year-old men waiting by the pool. Joe was the first to see her.

"Wow, Karly. You look fantastic!" Immediately, that relieved some of her tension.

"I might need to buy a house on this street, given how beautiful the young ladies are here." "

What's wrong with young men these days, where they are letting a catch like you be single?"

"You should warn an old man like me before showing up suddenly like that. Holy cow, you are a sight."

Following Joe's lead, the rest of the men poured on the compliments as Karly stood there in her bikini, letting them take in the sight of so much of her body. "Thanks... I'm going to get in the pool. I'm hot. I mean temperature-wise, not... yeah." She then rushed over to the pool stairs and submerged herself in the water.

It wasn't that she wanted to hide her body, but the compliments were overwhelming, and she needed to slow down for a bit while she recovered. She was actually feeling hot, but that was less due to the air and more due to... other factors. Her body, now soaking wet, did not deter her new friends from engaging with her, and after once again getting used to so much male attention, she ended up hanging out in the shallow end, where her top was once again available to be seen by the middle-aged men. And just as she was comfortable making the top half of her body visible, they were getting more brazen in their looks, which Karly noted.

Karly knew women were supposed to call out men who stared at their bust. It wasn't proper for men to gawk, and it wasn't proper for a woman to allow it. Yet... she did. Nothing felt wrong about their lust-filled eyes watching the bare, dripping wet skin of her cleavage heave in and out as she breathed. Her gaze also drifted to areas of the men she knew she shouldn't be examining. Areas that she was sure she could see hints of how much they were enjoying the sight of her in the bikini. Six men were thinking about her carnally, and no one else. She wasn't sure she ever had one man's attention sexually, let alone six. Her mind raced with thoughts about the ramifications of this.

"Let's break out the bean bag toss game," Joe suggested to the group.

"You mean cornhole," one of the friends said in correction.

"I mean shut up because you knew what I was talking about, Jesus," Joe complained. It was a simple game that Karly had played in the past, where you try to score points by tossing some bean bags into a hole.

"Karly, join my team. We'll take on Joe's," one of the men suggested to her. She nodded and got out of the pool, taking the spot next to her teammate.

She knew she should probably put her t-shirt back on to cover up her bikini. But she didn't. Getting into the game, she appreciated that it required her to lean over, giving Joe and her other opponent a better look down her cleavage. Her behind was also getting attention, as she noted her partner and those not playing would frequently position themselves behind her as she threw. The added bonus was the way she tossed her bags gave both her chest and butt cheeks a healthy jiggle.

Playing like this felt so exhibitionist to Karly. Yet she hadn't felt this good about herself in, well, maybe ever. She played terribly, but so did the other men. Surely they weren't missing on purpose to prolong the game, were they? However, the game did come to a close when she hit one last target, giving her team the win. In her excitement, she hugged her teammate tightly, pressing her chest into his with only the thin material of her bikini separating them. She could convince herself she felt something else, on the lower end, but that could have been anything.

They all sat together, and again Karly knew the logical thing would be to put her t-shirt and pants back on, but she didn't. They had already seen her so much in this bikini and were enjoying it immensely. Why not let them continue to? After briefly discussing the game and how she clobbered them, the conversation topic shifted. "So why don't you have a boyfriend, Karly? Just haven't found the right guy?" She was asked.

"Really, I haven't found any guy. I've never had a boyfriend, even back in high school. I know a lot of that is because I'm rather shy and don't ask them myself. But the guys I do meet just never seem to have an interest in me. I don't think I'm their type." Karly glanced down at her curvy body a bit.

"If I were your age, you would be hounded with requests for dates from me. I shouldn't be saying things like this, but your body is rocking. I've been trying to keep my thoughts innocent today, but it's been a losing battle. I mean, I don't know how I'm going to sleep tonight with images of you in that bikini in my head," Joe said brazenly.

The other men looked a bit wary of how Karly would react to his confession. However, she felt not even a hint of anger or offense at his words. "Do you really think that, Joe? Or are you just being nice?" She asked, putting words to her concern.

One of the friends answered for him. "The guy wouldn't shut up about you before you came over today. Bragging about his hot neighbor and how she showed up at his pool in this awesome tight swimsuit and was so willing to talk to his old ass." It was now Joe who seemed embarrassed, having his previously private conversation exposed.

Karly was sure her cheeks were burning red, and she looked away. "Thanks, Joe. I... haven't heard anyone talk about me like that. It's nice," she shyly admitted.

The five middle-aged friends, however, weren't going to let their host monopolize the young woman's attention. "Joe has told a lot of bullshit stories in the past about fish he caught, bets he's won, and women he's met. And you are no exception, Karly," one of the friends said. My heart sank for a second before he continued. "The idiot didn't even begin to do you justice. The media is always building up those skinny bitches while ignoring real hotties like you.

Real men want a girl with curves and... damn," he said, glancing at her chest. The others voiced their agreement and also took another look at the young girl's roundness.

Karly couldn't hold back her smile, but Joe began to feel things were going too far. "Okay, okay, okay. I know I started this, but let's not make the girl feel uncomfortable," Joe said, raising his arms in the air.

"No, it's okay. I don't mind at all," she replied. However, Joe directed the conversation to more innocent topics that Karly had a hard time focusing on. Instead, she was focused on the fact that there was a group of men who truly found her attractive.

After a long, lively conversation, Joe brought up an idea. "Hey, next weekend the six of us are going out on the lake on my boat. You should join us!" The eyes of the other men lit up in excitement over that proposal. Having nothing else going on and enthralled by these guys wanting to spend yet more time with her, Karly agreed. Soon after, people announced they needed to leave, and Karly herself got dressed and headed back to her parents.

"You were over there a while. It's nice that you are getting a workout, but don't overstay your welcome at Joe's," her mom commented after she came back nearly two hours later. Karly could barely contain her smile as she thought about how wrong her mom was. She was sure Joe would welcome her to stay by her pool as long as she could. Still, she knew she needed to be careful. She doubted her parents would be very approving of their 21-year-old daughter hanging out with a group of older men wearing as little clothing as she had been. She would also need to come up with an excuse for the lake. It was the first time she felt this excited in a long time, and she would do whatever it took to ensure it happened.

That evening, Karly fretted over the details of the upcoming lake visit the following weekend. Were the guys expecting her to wear a bikini again? Surely they were, which was what she planned on anyway. In fact, she had plans to buy another one to surprise them with. But was she creating the expectation that she would show off her body every time she hung out with them? That should have felt shameful, but for Karly, it was exciting. Besides, a bikini isn't that big of a deal. Girls wear them all the time, and it should be any different for her.

The week crawled along for the young woman. Evenings working at the bar were less of a bummer, though. Guys continued to ignore her outside of ordering drinks, but the difference now was that she didn't care. In fact, she found herself making fun of the young men inside her head, especially in comparison to Joe and his friends. These guys were shallow, immature, and lame. God forbid they didn't have their phones out every second. When Karly was hanging out with her new middle-aged friends, they never even touched their phones.

Finally, Saturday arrived, and Karly was as anxious as ever to start her lake adventure. She changed into her new bikini and examined herself in the mirror. She no longer felt embarrassed looking at herself now. Instead, she imagined the eyes of Joe and his friends examining every bit of bare skin she had exposed and how happy it would make them. This new bikini was maybe just a bit more revealing, especially in the back. Far from a thong, but perhaps a bit more of her cheeks were exposed.

She put on some blue jean shorts and a tank top and headed out. She had told her parents she met some girls at work and was going on a hike with them today, and tried to dress the part, at least on the outside. They expressed no doubts, and she was off to the lake, which was only an hour's drive away.

As anxious as she was to hit the road, she ended up arriving almost half an hour early and waited by the pier for her friends. The weather was hot and clear, and it looked like a lot of other people were here to hang out on the lake in their boats as well. Everyone she saw looked to be the same age as Joe, in their forties and fifties. It appeared that the younger crowd had decided this wasn't their scene. It was odd being around so many people over twice her age, and she received a lot of stares. Joe couldn't arrive fast enough.

"Karly! You made it!" The comforting voice of Joe yelled out, and behind him were the other five guys. She was a bit embarrassed by how thrilled she was to see them. She was still in her shorts and shirt and felt tempted to strip down right then and there for them, but held off. It didn't take long for them to load up Joe's boat and be on their way. Once on the water, Karly lifted her shirt over her head, and the heads of the six men instantly turned towards her. She gathered so much attention just revealing her bikini top, imagine if she... no. It was crazy to think about that. She slipped her shorts off, and her new bikini instantly got noticed.

"I thought you couldn't top the other one, but this bikini is even better," one of the men commented. A sentiment that was vocalized by everyone else.

"So what do you do on the lake?" Karly asked, having never done this before. She started rubbing sunscreen on her arms.

"We are about five minutes away from a fun cove where people anchor their boats. There you can do anything from swimming, dancing, to just hanging out," Joe said.

"And watch the ladies have fun," another commented. That got some laughs, but left Karly questioning what that meant.

The cove was packed with boats and loud rock music. Joe nested his vessel right in the middle of the action, and Karly took the scene in. Shirtless middle-aged men and women in bikinis, even more revealing than hers, were talking and dancing on their respective boats. It had the feeling of a club, but not claustrophobic. While not her top choice, it was a vibe she could get into, especially with the familiar face of Joe and his friends to reassure her.

Drinks were quickly passed around, and the guys started waving to people they knew and catching up while the boat floated in place. Karly had figured she would swim around, but now, seeing the actual cove, she reconsidered it. She had no desire to interact with the others here and was afraid of getting lost. So what would she do?

While standing there aimlessly, an old favorite song of hers started playing from a nearby boat. Without noticing, her hips slightly swayed back and forth in rhythm to the music. "Shake it, Karly! Dance, baby, dance!" One of Joe's friends declared after taking note of her movements.

She instantly froze as she hadn't meant to start dancing, especially in a bikini out in the open. "Oh, I missed it! Keep dancing, Karly, we'll join you," Joe said encouragingly. The five shirtless men then got up and started dancing. Or at least making motions that resembled dancing. Karly had a hearty laugh watching the sight, but their embarrassment was enough to convince her to join them, and she started swaying her bikini-clad hips back and forth again to the music.

She soon learned that the dance moves the men liked her doing most were the ones that made her jiggle the most. "There you go! Now you're grooving!"

"Shake it, baby!" The men were ever encouraging of it, and Karly embraced it. She could feel her chest and booty jostle significantly, which was embarrassing for her, but the men's excitement overrode it. She was bending over, twerking, and shaking her chest to the delight of her friends. Other boats full of men around her were also noticing, but Karly tried to tune them out.

Then, several boats away, a large amount of hollering grabbed the attention of everyone nearby, including Joe and his friends. Stopping her dancing, as no one was watching her anyway, Karly saw that a woman had lifted up her bikini top and was flashing everyone her bare breasts. She looked to be nearly forty, and her tits were obviously fake, albeit large. The woman squealed as the crowd of men nearby praised her and her ample tits. Even after she tucked her knockers back into her top, Joe and the guys watched her and high-fived each other as they basked in the rousing event that had just occurred. Karly now knew what 'watch the ladies have fun meant.'

She attempted to get everyone back into dancing again, and more specifically, get her friends' eyes back on her. Still, not a minute later, another older woman flashed her goods nearby, prompting another round of cheers. Karly could feel the mood now. This was the real reason the guys were here. To enjoy the sight of these women freely showing off their bodies to strangers. She began to fear the whole day would be her watching her new friends enthuse over these other women while she sat in the corner, jealous of their attention. Why had they brought her? Did they just see her as one of the guys? Was she not feminine enough? Was she being friend-zoned or something like that? It wasn't that she was looking to start a relationship with any of these guys who were over twice her age. But they were quickly becoming a primary source of her self-confidence that she couldn't afford to lose.

Yet another woman, who had elected to take off her top completely, was the center of attention for a bit, and Karly started to seriously consider something. No, she wasn't a slut like these women who could only get noticed for their bodies. True, Karly was wearing this bikini for the purpose of attracting the eyes of her friends, but what she was considering was taking things too far. Or was it? What would be the harm? Her feet were tapping uncontrollably as she thought more and more about doing such a naughty act. The idea of Joe's face lighting up upon seeing her do such an unexpected act was electrifying. But once she had done this, there would be no taking it back.

"The ladies this year are really something. I haven't had this much fun at the cove, ever," Joe commented to one of the guys.

"Speaking of fun, check these ladies out," Karly yelled as she stood up and lifted her top. She felt her tits get lifted along with her bikini, but eventually gravity did its thing and pulled her ample chest free of the top. Her heavy breasts fell out and back into their natural resting place, free of any coverings. The cool lake breeze flowed over the nipples, and the young, 21-year-old girl was giving her middle-aged friends a sight that no man had ever seen before. Karly was flashing her tits.

Joe and his friends' heads snapped around in an instant to see her in this exposed state. None of them said anything and stared at the freed tits with wide eyes and agape mouths. Her skin felt like it was on fire, and her mind couldn't form a coherent thought as she did this completely foreign act. It was only when the strangers on nearby boats voiced their own pleasure at seeing her nipples that Karly's sense returned to her and she tucked her goods back into the confines of her bikini top. She darted back to a corner at the back of the boat and put her head between her legs, trying to tune out the cheers of the unfamiliar men around her.

What the hell was she thinking? She had always taken some level of pride in the fact that she had made it to age 21 without having made bad choices about who to share her body with, unlike so many other girls her age. Now, thanks to a ten-second mistake, countless middle-aged men had seen her bare tits. Oh god, what if some of them had been filming? A video of her exposed chest could be getting uploaded to the internet at this exact moment. Millions of men could end up seeing her in such a shameful state. God, did she just ruin her life?

"Karly... that was the most amazing thing I had ever seen. Your boobs are amazing. I was worried all we would see today was these fake-chested bimbos. But then you shock us all with that gorgeous display. Thank you for that!" Joe was standing over her with the other guys standing right behind him in agreement. Meanwhile, the neighboring boats were distracted by another woman pulling her top up. Although Karly's friends paid her no mind. Even with her tits now hidden again, Karly had their full attention.

"Honestly, I can't believe I did that. But thanks for saying that," she replied, feeling much better.

"That's the allure of the cove. It makes you do things you would never normally do," one of the guys said. Karly smiled, but she knew it had nothing to do with where they were. It was due to who she was with. These guys were so awesome to her, and this was her way of thanking them, as weird as that was to admit. She wasn't ashamed in the least that these six were the first men ever to see her chest. In fact, she took pride in it. She couldn't have picked a better group of guys. The regret was everyone else seeing her. If she had done this back at Joe's pool, she would have felt fantastic and 100% non-regretful. That thought made her ponder just what else she would do for Joe and the guys back at that backyard pool.

The afternoon progressed with Karly and the guys having lively discussions and enjoying the atmosphere. Girls continued to flash around them, and Karly herself started to comment on the women's tits to the delight of the guys. "How are her tits so different in size compared to each other? Did her surgeon accidentally order an unmatched set of implants?"

"That chick has no tan lines, did you notice? Those puppies are out all the time, I bet."

"Okay, I admit. Those are some good-looking boobs. Her surgeon deserves the 20k she spent on them." Soon, the guys were less anxious to see the next set of boobs and would rather hear what she had to say about them.

With her bravery returning, Karly also ended up flashing her friends three more times throughout the day, typically as part of a story or joke she was telling. However, she attempted to do it more quickly and subtly than she had the first time. Although each time, a few nearby men would get unintended views of her chest.

As dusk approached, they headed back to the dock and called it a day. Karly hugged each of them tightly, pressing her chest into theirs. She even gave Joe a quick kiss on the cheek and thanked him for the invite. A kiss she couldn't believe she gave and fussed over the entire drive back. She had dinner with her parents and made up stories about the hike. She should feel bad for lying to her parents so extensively, but her mind dwelled on the events of the day and, more significantly, what the future held for her as she continued to hang out with her new friends.

That night, after writhing in her bed late into the early morning hours, Karly did something she had only attempted a few times before. Wearing only panties in her bed, her right hand slipped underneath them and started rubbing her labia lips up and down. She was utterly soaked, and the touch of her fingers sent electricity flowing through her. While in the past, she had done such self-exploration out of curiosity. Today it was a need. Her mind

was flooded with the faces of Joe and his friends gawking at her bare tits. A sight she had given to them freely and excitedly.

Thoughts popped into her mind about showing them her chest again, only for longer periods without others around to interrupt. Maybe even showing them more. That prompted a moan as her fingers slipped inside her. She fantasized about them watching her right now, in this most intimate of moments. Her free hand found her tits and squeezed her nipples. It was just earlier today that she was exposed like this for them.

With louder moans and a wetter pussy, Karly was fully penetrating herself with three fingers as pleasure built up rapidly inside her. Her arms and legs spasm from the unrelenting feelings, and her mind went white as she entered a state of pure sexual ecstasy.

As her mind regained awareness of the world, she realized there was a knocking at her bedroom door. "Are you okay, Karly? I heard you making strange noises," the voice of her mom said.

Thankful that her mom didn't walk in to see her in this state, she regained her composure before responding. "I'm fine, Mom. It was just a bad dream. I'm all good now." Her mom lingered outside the door for a moment before moving on.

Oh god, did she just cum thinking about Joe watching her masturbate? The guy is her middle-aged neighbor. She should be lusting over male celebrities her age, not air conditioning repair guys that are just a bit younger than her dad. Yet that was the truth of it. As much as she wanted to deny her feelings, Karly wanted nothing more than the attention of Joe and his friends.

The opportunity to see them again arose the next day. While out for a walk, she came across Joe doing some yard work. Truthfully, Karly had gone on this walk after seeing him working outside and wanted an excuse to talk with him. "Hey Karly! I was hoping to run into you sometime," he said, as his face lit up upon seeing her. "I was wondering if you would be willing to work as a drink server at a party I'm giving next Friday night. I'm having the normal guys over, along with some other friends of mine you haven't met yet. I promise, though, you'll like them. They're mainly old buddies that I haven't seen in a while. I had this idea to throw a big fancy party for them. Well, not really that fancy. It will just be us hanging out by the pool as normal. But I thought having a hot young woman mixing and serving drinks would impress them. Like I said, I'll pay you. How about five hundred dollars for the whole night?"

Five hundred dollars? For Joe, she would have done it for free, but that amount of money would be what she makes in a week. She was also anxious to meet more of Joe's friends, and the idea of being a showcase was appealing to her. She would be Joe's 'trophy friend' that he would show off to everyone. She stirred just thinking about it. "I'll do it. Should I wear something fancy? Like a dress?"

"No, like I said, it's not really fancy. Everyone will probably be wearing swimsuits and t-shirts. Wear what you are comfortable in. But... no, I shouldn't say that," Joe said, holding back a thought he had.

Karly's curiosity, though, couldn't let this go. "No, go on. Tell me what you are thinking. I won't be offended, I promise."

Joe studied her for a moment before giving in and confessing. "It would be cool if you could wear something that really shows off your looks. That's all I was thinking. It's silly, but me being friends with a woman with your looks is such a source of pride for me. I want to show you off and brag. Again, wear what makes you comfortable. Your beauty will shine through anything."

Karly's thoughts turned to her late-night fun and how Joe's words might be the fuel for a repeat performance in the near future. "I'll wear something good, don't worry," she said, assuring Joe. They shook on it, and Karly returned home, unsure what would constitute 'good.'

Back at home, and after calling in sick to work, despite feeling fine, Karly surfed the internet searching for what she should wear for this' job.' A bikini made the most sense, and she browsed through numerous pages and shops trying to find the right one. However, she found them all rather plain. They were just different patterns and shapes from what she had already worn. What would really get these guys excited? Then, clicking on a random link, she was struck with an idea. A crazy idea that would surely surprise Joe and really deliver on what he was thinking about. But this idea represented such a leap forward, could she really do this? Wait, when did she add the item to her shopping cart? Fuck it, she said, and bought the item. Holy crap, she bought it. Karly thought of a dozen reasons why she should back down from this plan, but her desires overrode them all. This was going to be the best job she had ever taken.

In the build-up to Friday, Karly practiced her explanation of her outfit over and over, anticipating the barrage of questions she would face at the party about what she was wearing. She never came up with the same response twice and knew she would struggle to explain it. Still, she was committed to her plan. Her order arrived, and when it was time for the party, she headed over to Joe's with her outfit contained in a bag. Out by the pool, she found Joe, her five friends, and probably a dozen other people. All middle-aged, of course, but there were a couple of women too, who she assumed were wives of a few of the men. That could make things interesting depending on how they reacted to seeing what she would soon be wearing.

"Karly! Right on time," Joe said, greeting her. She caught him glancing at the t-shirt and shorts she wore for the walk over. She was certain he was disappointed, thinking this was what she chose to wear.

"Before I get started serving drinks, I need to go change," she explained to the delight of Joe. He nodded, and his disappointment was replaced with anticipation. Although Karly was sure she would exceed even his wildest ideas of what she might come out wearing.

Inside his bathroom, she stripped down fully nude and then reached into her bag and pulled out the only piece of clothing she would be wearing. Karly stepped into it and pulled it up her legs before making the final adjustments. She then took a step back and examined herself in the mirror. The item she had bought was a thong bikini bottom. Looking at her backside, a single string ran down and disappeared between her mighty cheeks. She was basically freely showing off her entire ass, and she had a lot of it to show off. Her pussy was contained, but barely. She would need to be careful tonight to ensure she doesn't move and cause her labia to pop out, even though that thought was a bit thrilling.

However, the real show was up top, and specifically what she wasn't wearing. She was completely, 100%, topless. After how much positive attention her friends gave her with just a few seconds of showing her tits, the idea of giving them hours of viewing time was too enticing to pass up. Karly stared at her bare chest in the mirror, amazed at how comfortable she felt with this. True, she was terrified, but she didn't have doubts. What had happened to her in just a few short weeks? She was hesitant to be seen in a one-piece swimsuit by a single guy, and now she is going to walk around a party with her bare breasts bouncing around for a dozen men to see. God, this was exciting. She would be up late tonight in her bedroom for sure.

She psyched her up by taking deep breaths and pumping her arms up and down, making her heavy chest bounce in the process. Delaying this wasn't going to make this any less scary, and in a swift motion, she stepped out of the bathroom and into the hallway. The inside of the house was cool, serving as a reminder of how little she was wearing. Her nipples quickly hardened, which would make her partial nudity all the more provocative when she came into view. No one was in the house at the moment, but all it would take was for someone to walk inside and see her.

Slowly, she walked towards the door, and soon she could start to see the guest out by the pool. No one noticed her as she approached, and finally she opened the door. Her body was screaming for her to cover herself, but she resisted. Karly was now standing outside, topless, with a dozen men in view. For a few seconds, nobody noticed her, and she experienced just a touch of doubt. But then one of Joe's friends, whom she had not yet met, glanced her direction and then locked his sights on her chest. He elbowed the guy next to him, which started a cascade of eyeballs all directed towards her. Her thong-only outfit stopped all conversations and became the center of attention.

"Karly, I... Wow. You are glowing with brilliance. You look incredible. I hope you didn't think I expected you to wear... this," Joe said as he approached her. His face was a mix of emotions. He was no doubt in awe of her body that he was seeing so clearly now. But Karly could tell he felt guilty, like he had tricked or coerced her into doing this.

"You expected me to serve drinks, which is what I'm here to do. Beyond that, everything else is for my own benefit. Now, can you show me to the bar? I see a lot of thirsty men out there," she replied while swaying her chest back and forth. With a stuttering voice, he showed her where he kept his bottles and glasses.

Feeling better than she had in months, the mostly naked 21-year-old approached man after man, often getting a bit closer than needed, asking them if they wanted anything to drink. She made sure to keep her chest in clear view and often made encouraging remarks to them as they tried to hide their lustful glances.

"I'm not dressed like this because I'm shy, look all you want, friend. I insist."

"It feels so liberating having my tits free like this. It feels even better when you stare."

"I know my boobs are the star of the show, but make sure you gawk at my ass when I walk away too, okay?"

The initial shock of her surprise wore off, and the party took on a fun and sexy atmosphere thanks to Karly's efforts. The two other women at the party were also encouraging of her, and no judgment was felt by anyone. Karly continued to walk around the party, interacting with guests and taking drink orders. Her confidence improved, especially as the men became much more complimentary and comfortable taking in the sight of her body.

After a while, with people settled in with a drink, the young woman decided to take a quick dip. Less for the purposes of cooling off, but more to add an aspect to her exhibition. Emerging from the pool, her bare chest glimmered with the shine of the water while her thong clung that much closer to her crotch, leaving little to the imagination. "God, this is making me so wet," she joked to a group of men who had stared at her chest bounce as she walked up the stairs of the pool.

"Is there anything you need from me right now, Joe?" She asked the man paying her to be here.

It took Joe a minute to find his words as his eyes darted up and down the college-age girl. "No... You are doing great," was all he was able to say in reply. With an excited hop, she thanked her host and wandered off with an idea for some additional fun.

She found one of Joe's friends that she had never met before today sitting in a patio chair with some other guys. Karly didn't know his name or anything really about him, other than he was Joe's friend. "Can I join you?" She asked, standing over him.

His eyes lit up, and he didn't make eye contact with her. Instead, he stared at her wet crotch. "Yeah, sure," he said.

There were no empty chairs nearby, but that didn't matter. Instead, she turned around and sat right on his lap. "What? Oh....," he said, being initially shocked but then appreciating the situation that had fallen into his lap.

"Thank you. I've been on my feet for a while and lugging these puppies around without support," the 21-year-old explained while starting to grope her chest. The other men around watch in awe as she continued to massage her chest in every way imaginable. The stranger underneath her slowly relaxed and brought his hands to rest on her hips, which sent a chill up Karly's spine. Being touched while almost fully naked was not something she had prepared herself for.

Joe and the other guests walked over to see what was going on. "I see you met my friend Ned," Joe said.

Karly turned and looked the guy in the eyes. "Ned, is it? Nice to meet you. Thanks for sharing your lap," she said, smiling. Turning back to Joe, she said, "I was just about to describe how awesome my tits were feeling today." She was continuing to rub her boobs, which was feeling kinda good, truth be told. Ned was feeling pretty good, too, and Karly could feel his erection reaching its peak underneath her. To think that the thin material of his bathing suit and the even tinier material covering her was the only thing keeping their sexual organs separated, and turning this into a very different kind of party. Although considering she was showing her naked tits while ten guys watched on, maybe not that different.

Ned wasn't alone in his desire. The men watching her were all sporting hard-ons, although most tried to hide it with adjustments. However, a few did not. Karly realized she had taken things too far. These guys might soon, if not already, think she is signaling a willingness to go all the way with them. That was not what this was about, to her at least.

"Things are heating up. I'm getting back in the pool," she said, leaving Ned's lap. No one tried to stop her, nor did they make any remarks indicating she should stay. Entering the water, she cooled off, both physically and mentally. Joe and his friends watched her, but that

was it. Karly began to feel silly about her previous worry. She trusted Joe greatly at this point, as evidenced by her outfit. His friends were equally nice. She got out of the pool and resumed her serving duties for a while.

"Hey Karly, can you take a picture of us?" Joe asked as his guests gathered together. Hearing the word 'picture' put her into a brief cold sweat as she thought they were asking to take pictures of her, but then quickly realized she was mistaken. They simply wanted her to hold the camera. Yet, that realization brought on another feeling of... disappointment.

"Sure thing," she said, taking the camera.

After a few shots, one of the friends remarked, "It's too bad Karly can't be in the pictures, because, well, you know," he said, trailing off while motioning to her chest.

"It's okay. I don't mind being in pictures like this," Karly blurted out, surprised by her own words.

"Are you sure?" Joe asked as everyone awaited her confirmation with anticipation.

"Yeah, totally. I trust you guys," she said as her excitement at giving these men such a gift became too tempting to deny. That opened the floodgates, and soon every man there asked to have their picture taken with her. In ten minutes' time, all of their phones were loaded with dozens and dozens of images of the young girl's chest and thong-clad ass. Joe sought confirmation multiple more times before giving in himself and using his phone to obtain digital images of her nearly nude body for himself as well.

After posing with her, the men then settled on simply taking pictures of her by herself. Karly stood there, her ample chest on display as men surrounded her and snapped countless more images. Her mind was racing with thoughts about what these men would do with these photos. Likely similar in manner to what she planned to do tonight, as her body continued to feel warm from so many eyes and cameras watching her all day.

Not accustomed to being photographed, Karly quickly ran through the few poses she knew and soon stood there awkwardly, not knowing how else to pose. The men started slowing down in the frequency with which they snapped pictures. She could feel them waiting for her to do something else to continue what had become the highlight of the party. The young woman tried to think about what other poses she could do, but the stress of the situation made her memory foggy. Finally, a clear idea hit her.

"Do you guys want me to take off my thong?" she asked, embarrassed at herself for even suggesting it.

After a long silence, the men looked at each other, and Joe finally spoke up. "Only if you are comfortable with that, Karly." She knew she was more than comfortable, and without seeking any further confirmation, her hands found the sides of her bottoms and slid them down her legs.

The pictures started up again more rapidly than ever as Karly was showing off her fully naked body for the first time and to nearly a dozen men simultaneously. Yet with her thong bikini resting on her feet, the young woman felt better than ever. The men showered her with countless compliments, which she soaked up. She hid nothing from them, and they loved her for it. And she loved them back.

The party continued with Karly staying in this naked state. She posed however she was asked to, and she sat on several more men's laps. But that was as far as she would take things. This wasn't about sex. Well, it kind of was, but not about the act itself. It was just a young woman growing very close to a group of middle-aged men. They made her feel great, and in turn, she made them feel, well, whatever men feel when they are in the presence of a naked woman.

Joe continued hosting parties after that, and Karly continued to work at them, always making sure to wear, and then not wear, something special for the boys. In fact, the other men started hiring her to play server at their parties as well. With her newfound confidence and financial stability, the 21-year-old returned to college and thrived. Although she never did have much luck making friends with the guys her age. They always came across as boring to her. She preferred hanging out with more mature men.