Jenn Runs Away

Jenn bolted.

The laughter still rang in her ears as she darted away from the pool deck, her bare feet slapping against the wet tile. She clutched one arm across her chest, the other arm between her legs, but there was no covering herself completely. Every step left her raw and exposed under the unforgiving lights. The boys even noted her naked ass bouncing with every step of her escape.

“Where’s she going?” Matt shouted, still laughing as he ran after her.

“Don’t let that ass get away!” Tyler added, his voice bubbling with glee.

Even the lifeguard shouted after her, though his voice was lost under the chaos, “Ma’am, you can’t run like that! It’s unsafe!”

Jenn’s lungs burned as she sprinted towards the women’s locker room. She yanked the handle with shaking hands, praying, begging, but no lock.

Locked, just like the door to the men’s locker room.

Her heart stopped. “No. No, no, no!” she whispered frantically, rattling the handle like maybe it would magically give way. The boys surrounded her staring at her scared and **** naked body.

“She’s cornered!” Matt hollered, his laughter booming off the walls.

Jenn whipped around, back pressed to the locked door, her naked body gleaming with pool water. Matt and Tyler pulled out their phones, grins wide with boyish mischief. They began recording her wet and naked body, capturing every exposed inch of skin. Chris was savoring the moment.

“Don’t be shy!” Tyler teased. “We’ve already seen most of it!”

Jenn squealed and darted away again, abandoning the locker room door. As she darted passed the men, Matt reached out and cupped a feel of her naked ass as it bounced away. Her arms and hands twisted desperately to cover herself as she ran, but she knew she was failing.

Their footsteps pounded behind her, their laughter chasing her as much as their bodies were.