Isabella

As is normal with the swimmer community, the winner, Riley, stayed at the wall and waited for the other girls to finish. Once all of the girls had finished, I leaned down to help Isabella out of the pool. It was a thing with us. After a race, I would always help her out of the pool by holding her arms and picking her up. This time was a little different than normal though. I got her onto the deck before I realized that something was off. I guess I knew whose suit was floating at the other end of the pool. Because there before my eyes, for the first time ever, Isabella's naked body was presented in all its glistening, dripping wet glory.

She still hadn't realized what was going on. "Hey. Earth to Johnny. You alive dude? What the hell are you staring at?" Turning to look at everyone else, she realized they were all staring at her. "What? You guys too? I know I didn't race well but I don't know if you guys need to stare because of it."

Finally breaking from my trance, I stepped between everyone else and Isabella and glancing down and back up. I worked to maintain eye contact with her rather than with her naked body. "You might want to look down if you want the answer to why we are staring."

Looking down, she noticed her lack of a suit. Slowly bringing her eyes back to mine, her brain kicked into gear and she shrieked before turning and jumping back into the pool and using the wall to at least hide her frontside.