Starfish Alert !

Debbi was trying to put her **** embarrassment at being exposed like this in front of her team to one side for the present and enjoy the moment. Enjoy the exhilaration provided by the power and speed of the jet ski. She joined the circle of the most exuberant group headed by Simon and Stew and became ever more adventurous with her manoeuvres. This was to be her downfall however, as she was over ambitious trying to execute too tight a turn and crossing the wake of Simon's jet ski. Her own jet ski bucked and pitched alarmingly and she was catapulted through the air and into the chilly waters of the lake.

Severely winded but otherwise OK and with her adrenaline still pumping, Debbi was able to swim back towards her abandoned jet ski. The engine had cut off and it drifted there quietly, like an apologetic horse that had thrown its rider. The others had watched the crash and were cautiously making their way close to Debbi to make sure she was safe. She had begun to try to clamber aboard but was temporarily resting and recovering her breath, with one knee on the platform and the other leg still trailing in the water. "Whoo hoo. Starfish alert !" shouted Stew. Debbi heard much raucous laughter. She looked down. She was bottomless ! The **** of her plunge into the lake had ripped her knickers clean off.

Mortified, she quickly tried to haul her other leg onto the platform but as she did so, her arms gave way beneath her in a delayed reaction to what had happened and she was left on her hands and knees, gasping for breath with her bum sticking up in the air and her little puckered ass-hole and pussy winking at her team ! After what seemed to her an age but was in reality maybe twenty to thirty seconds, she was able to regain a sitting position and a modicum of cover. "Are you OK Deb ?" called Simon belatedly. "I've lost my knickers" she wailed plaintively. "Yeah, so we all noticed !" laughed one of the girls. Debbi was still somewhat disoriented. "I'm going back in" she said. But it was almost time for the session to end anyway and so it was a convoy headed by Debbi that made its way back to the jetty.

Once again Jeff greeted them. Debbi was still in a slight daze. "I've lost my knickers" she repeated to him childishly. "Oh dear Deb, it's not your day is it ?" he said putting an arm around her. She made both a comical and a sexy sight standing there dripping and clad only in a sodden bra. "Get yourself dressed and then you can enjoy the barbecue." "Where's Carol ?" asked Debbi, gradually gathering her scattered wits. "She's got my car keys in her bag." "Carol ?" repeated Jeff. "She's gone, she left at the break when she got a call about some family business or something. I don't know if she plans to come back." "But how can I get my clothes ?" cried Debbi frantically.