Gloria treats you to a show

“It’s always so weird when getting into the water for the first time. I’ll never get used to it.” Gloria says, you share the sentiment.

“I know what you mean. The best way to do it is to get it over with. All at once.”

“Yeah. Why not start off with a diving contest? It’ll be fun!”

“Sure!” You race her to the diving board. It’s not low but it is at a reasonable height. “You go first.” Gloria winked and dove in with a pencil dive. You went head first when you saw her float back up. She covered her face as you splashed down.

Underwater, you waited below her a little. Her shirt had untucked fully and was giving you an undisturbed show of her breasts. You swam up. She was laughing and smiling and you the same. You checked back at her chest where you saw the bottom of her shirt slowly rising upwards. Before long, her under boob was showing and it seemed the shirt would soon be floating at the top of the water.

Nervously, and not wanting to come off as perverted, you hinted at her. “Gloria, your shirt. It’s um…” You made a motion of it moving up. She apparently got the idea when she looked down.

For a second she looked like she was debating on pulling it back down or was comprehending what was happening. She sort of floated there, not doing anything but staring at herself as her boobs slowly got more exposed. Spontaneously, as if to catch you off guard, Gloria covered herself in cowering movement. It was strange to do that rather than simply tuck her shirt back in but whatever.

“Sorry. I don’t know what happened there. Forgive me.” She blurted out, it sounded wrong to hear an apology of all things.

“You might want to tuck your shirt back in. Although underneath is nothing I haven’t seen, I would assume your modesty is still of importance?”