Dive into Trouble

You dive into the water. Your form isn't great, but you do well enough, even with the refreshing shock of the cool water. You stay under, trying to get some distance towards the shallow end of the pool, and as your momentum dies out you open your eyes. The chlorine stings a bit, but the water is crystal clear, and so is your view of Jennifer, light blue bikini almost blending into the color of the pool lining while her skin and body is all the more pronounced. A second later, your aching lungs **** you to the surface.

"Very nice!" Jen says as you come up, whipping the water from your hair and turning to face her. Her eyes go wide for a moment and she breaks into giggles but, freshly waterlogged, all you do is stand there confused. She stares at you expectantly for a moment, before tracing the path of your dive with her eyes. She gazes into the deep end for a moment, and dives down; as she ascends a moment later, you can see a previously invisible bundle of blue fabric clutched in her hands, now visible. Heart sinking and smile dropping, your eyes follow them down to see what Jen was getting an eyeful of.

Your trunks had slipped clean off during your dive, and settled gently down to the bottom of the pool where they lay camouflaged until Jen managed to spot and claim them. Your hands quickly sped through the water to cover your exposed genitals, which still managed to retain a good bit of length even in the water, but that was a small solace as you realized the clear water offered very little in terms of cover.

Jen surfaced, trunks held in front of her own swim suit bottoms, and as you both darted your eyes back and forth between the other couple of party goers, you shook your head "No" in a **** plea for her to just give you your trunks back and not draw any more attention. Her fingers toyed with your undone drawstring, before she made her decision...