Good News and Bad News

"Hey, Jen!"

You and Jen both tense up, before Jen looks over her shoulder, forcing a look of boredom back onto her voice, while you lean and look past her, trying not to look too anxious. In the doorway out into the back yard you both see Nadia standing with a few more people, a pale brunette in a black one piece and a fit looking Indian girl in a tight yellow bikini.

"Priyanka and Maggie are here, come say hi!"

"'Kay, just a second!" Jen pouted as she turned back to you, mischief still sparking in her eyes. As she slowly stood, your eyes darted back and forth between her and your swim trunks, but unfortunately they were still under foot. She turned away, and offering a sly look back over her shoulder, she gently kicked your trunks back into the water, and laughed at how you scrambled for them as she walks off.

You breathe a sigh of relief, glancing around as you slip your trunks back on under the water. But when those same trunks slip right back down, your breath hitches as you realize Jen left you with another problem. Your drawstring was loose enough before, but now it was gone entirely, Jen having apparently worked it out of your shorts while you were swimming around for her. Now, under the water, it flows loose around your body, billowing out around your protruding dick, which is only now starting to grow soft. You have to keep tugging your shorts back up as they slowly drifted down, and you know that out of the water they'd slip to the floor in seconds without you holding them up.

You've got to do something; get a towel, get back to your backpack, convince Jen to give your drawstring back, something, but the question is, can you even get out of the water scot-free first?