Trading undies for overalls

"Let's, umm.... FUCK. Let's do the underwear thing."

"Fun!" Jill said. "I'm liking this place."

"Fuck you," Melissa said, then looked at Thomas. "I suppose _you're _enjoying yourself at my expense, too?"

Honestly, Thomas felt conflicted. It was hot as hell catching glimpses of sideboob from Melissa's torn summer dress, and the prospect of her walking around without any underwear was also pretty alluring. On the other hand, he genuinely felt bad for her and was glad he had a way to help out.

"Here," he said, avoiding the question by pulling off his t-shirt. "Sorry I didn't think of it earlier."

"It's OK," Melissa said, taking the shirt in one hand and staring at it. "Now, can you please turn around so I can arrange myself?"

The three friends spread apart and kept their backs to one another while they changed. Thomas slipped his shorts down, trying to be careful not to let them get wet as he stepped out of his boxers and then back into his shorts. Melissa was able to easily slide her panties down her smooth legs and throw Thomas's shirt over her spaghetti straps. She didn't have much support for her boobs, and she felt very self-conscious about her nether regions, but at least she was fairly covered up.

Jill, on the other hand, hadn't quite thought through this operation. Thomas could hear her cursing and splashing around. A minute went by and then another. "You OK, Jilly?" Melissa called.

"Fuck, give me a minute," Jill responded with frustration.

Thomas couldn't help himself. He turned slightly to take a peek at what was going on.

Jill rested one hand against the wall while she tried to tug the second leg of her tight jean shorts off. Her panty-clad ass was full and voluptuous, and her long dark hair and D-cup boobs bounced suggestively as she struggled not to get her shorts in the water. She finally managed to pull her shorts off and then quickly stripped off her underwear. Thomas could feel his heart beating hard in his chest as Jill's black, trimmed pubic hair came into view. He watched in fascination as Jill struggled to get her shorts on without them falling into the stream of water at their feet, and he almost gave himself away as she literally fell on her ass, soaking her jean shorts in the process. Jill stood up, sighed, and pulled and tugged the wet garment up her curvy legs, finally managing to button it in place.

Thomas turned his back just as Jill shouted, "Hey, what the fuck!?"

Damn, he thought. Busted.

"Hey, don't blame me," Melissa said as Thomas turned around. "You were putting on quite the show!"

"I can't believe you watched me," Jill said, turning red. "Fuck."

"Well, it's about time you got a taste of what it feels like to be on display." Thomas silently sighed with relief.

"OK fine, whatever," Jill said. "Everyone has their underwear ready to go?"

The friends approached the small pipes and, one by one, stuffed their undergarments into them. The plan worked like a charm, and within seconds they could tell that the water level was rising. They tossed their shoes to the other side of the pool and waited.

It took a while, but eventually they were swimming and inching closer and closer to the top. They finally climbed out of the pool, which had leveled out due to a drain taking water from the top. Thomas couldn't help notice Jill's red sleeveless blouse perfectly revealing her gorgeous breasts.

And his own shirt wasn't doing much to keep Melissa covered either. It stuck to her skin, showing an immodest amount of leg and even some ass. He felt comfortable in his own shorts, though he did worry about getting an embarrassing erection in front of his two hot friends.

"OK, so, I guess we should get going," Thomas said.

"I can't _wait _to get out of here," Melissa said.

"Me too," Jill agreed.

The friends uncomfortably slipped on their shoes and made their way to the next obstacle.