Rose meandered her way to the bar, her nipples were hard as diamonds, and her body was hot all over. She ordered something fruity, and refreshing, and after sipping on her drink for some time, decided she needed to cool down. She got off the bar stool, and there was a perfect butt print on it from her sweat. Rose blushed as she made her way to the pool. It might be a little too cold since it was nearly night time, but she didn’t really care as she felt like lowering her temperature was a must at this point. Truth be told, she also wanted to wash off some sweat as well as the feminine juices that had gathered between her legs.
Rose finally made it, and thankfully there weren't a whole lot of people swimming at the moment. Rose stepped onto the diving board well aware of the view she was providing. Rose did two warm up jumps, and dove in. The athletic woman probably should've done a canon ball instead, but it was too late now. The cold water engulfed her instantly, and if Rose wasn’t under water, a moan would have been heard. It wasn’t a sexual moan, but really because of how good the cold water felt against her body. Rose felt the water on her nipples, and she shuddered at the sensation. Her warm lady lips cooled down, and all over the cold water relaxed her.
Rose surfaced in the shallow end, and breathed a sigh of relief. After that though, the realization that something was wrong hit her. The water was caressing her bits in a way that it shouldn’t be. Rose now noticed that the feeling of her bikini against her privates was gone too. The wet woman looked down to confirm what she already knew, and also dreaded. Sure enough the black v shaped one piece was nowhere to be found.
Rose frantically looked around for it, but by now it had either been grabbed by someone at the party, or had been sucked up into the filter. Embarrassment, and a familiar tenseness returned. Rose groaned as she put her hands on her lady bits yet again. “Why does this keep happening?” She bemoaned in her mind. In any case, Rose needed a plan. Close by she spotted a pool floatie that she could use for cover. She struggled to put the plastic ring low enough on her waist to cover her bottomless half, but eventually got the thing where she wanted it.
Rose went over her limited options. She could maybe try and find Chelsea, but that might lead to even more embarrassment. Either way she needed to do something, and preferably before someone noticed that she only had a ring of plastic to hide her pink treasure.
