Yes, she shows up wearing her 'swimsuit'

Angie was floating on the chlorinated surface, her previous horniness and nervous energy all but gone after frantically swimming for more than an hour.

'How could I have been so stupid??'

One of her worst nightmares was unfolding right now. As exciting as it was to be completely 'exposed', everybody else being none the wiser, she had always dreaded her peculiar fetish being found out. This could signal the end of her school life. While girls' state of dress during swim class was something completely normal, what would her fellow students think about going to a lesson next to a pervert who is constantly turned on simply because of them being right next to her? Sure, she had had some close calls, like a few years earlier, on one of their family summer beach trips. Angie had left her siblings surreptitiously and was dead set on her target: A couple younger boys peeing off some far away rock formation.

She walked towards them, enjoying the view, but her aim was very specific: 'Hey guys, care if I join ya?' she said joyfully. Both boys got pretty spooked, and looked at her like deer in headlights. She took her chance and stood right next to them, placed her feet far apart, spread her inner lips with her hands so her urethra had a clear path, and loosened her bladder. A solid, light yellow stream arched towards the rocks, joining the two others. It was actually quite a beautiful sight, the trio of liquid spills catching the sun's light against the reflective stone surface began to form a small and gorgeous rainbow.

Both boys looked at her splayed open pussy with hungry eyes, and even while peeing Angie could feel the familiar signs of arousal coming on quite quickly. The hypnotized pair finished urinating, put their swimming trunks back in place, and kept leering at her genitals with a dumbfounded expression. Angie could barely stand it, she was about to damn it all to hell and begin pounding her cunt furiously when she noticed her parents walking hand in hand towards her general direction from the corner of her eye; dad wearing a Hawaiian shirt, khaki shorts and deck shoes, probably done swimming for the day. Mom certainly wasn't, as she was sporting the full female beach regalia, while glistening wet from head to toe.

Angie was way past the point of no return, even if she really wanted to, she couldn't stop her bladder quickly enough. She pleaded with the boys as silently and promptly as she could, getting them to go to the other side of the rocks just as her parents caught up with her. "Angie?" They both couldn't help but curiously smirk at her display: legs splayed apart and relieving herself almost straight in the open.

"Why are you going number one right here? you could just do it in the ocean, or you know, there's a porta-potty right over there." Mom pointed with her free hand towards a turquoise booth that was now making Angie look quite foolish. The **** girl tried to salvage some pride while still splashing pee against herself, sudden arousal leaving her as quickly as it had arrived.

"Uhh.. well, you know, I didn't wanna get my feet wet and porta potties don't really sit well with me..."

"hahahhahahah, you are so silly. Come on, let's go get the twins and grab a bite"

That had been one of the most embarrassing moments of her life, but it pales in comparison to what would happen if her twisted inclinations came to light among her classmates. There was ****. She had to comply with Aaron's request. She had to make sure not to upset him, and somehow persuade him to shut up forever...

Angie left the water a few minutes after everybody else had already changed back into their uniforms. She went to the lockers, waited a little while until the fresh air dried her, and then painfully made her way towards the possibly fate sealing meeting.

Aaron was waiting for her, wearing his varsity jacket and jogger pants. He stared at her warmly, with a keen glint on his eyes.

"So here you are."

"Y-yes. And if you would p-please give me a moment to explain myself. I know I looked quite fishy back there, but it's just I am really, really sensitive to the cold, I assure you nothing improper was going through my head at all!"

Even while saying this, Angie couldn't fight her body. Being naked as a jaybird in front of a boy her age quickly made her hurried justifications moot.

"Hmm, yeah, I'm sure. That totally free of worldy desires mind of yours must have nothing to do at all with those nipples and clit standing at attention for me once again." He said smugly.

Angie let out a frustrated (and slightly excited) sigh. There was no argument worth having at this point. She would need to come clean about her sick and twisted fixation with one sided nudity to another person for the first time in her short life.

"OK. I guess there's no use putting up a front anymore." Angie relaxed her posture, spread her legs wide, planted her feet confidently on the ground, put her arms behind her back, and stood straight, with her almost flat chest and hard nipples pointing towards the swim team captain.

"This is me. As you can tell being here right now totally and utterly naked in front of you, a clothed guy my own age has made me insanely turned on. I have been like this as far as I can remember, even while very little and going out for a swim with my family."

Angie closed her eyes and waited for the storm to come. It was done. She was done. In just a few seconds Aaron would laugh at her uproariously, and then he would run off to class and tell everybody. She might as well head back to her locker and pack her clothes, she would probably never get to wear the cute uniform she loved (and loved taking off even more) ever again.

But instead of the evil cackle and ridicule she expected, she heard something that made her stop dead in her tracks.

"Yeah... I have known for quite a while now... and I can help you out."