Yes, but she gets dressed beforehand.

Class had just ended. Most boys were headed to their changing room, some girls were leaving the water and letting the sun dry them off. Towels were a hassle when the outside elements would take care of your glistening skin in just a few minutes. Normally, Angie would straggle and keep fooling around in the water until most everybody had their clothes back on and leaving or hanging round on the bleachers. She always tried to hit some guys up for a friendly chat while still splashing about, sometimes she even sat on the edge of the pool and enjoyed the laid back joking while every other completely clothed person paid her state of undress no mind at all.

One of her favorite memories in her spank bank occurred just last year. Swim class had ended and she was the very last person to leave the water. As soon as she had taken off her cap and goggles, this group of three uniformed guys and a sole girl excitedly talking right at the pool's entrance called her over. They were in the middle of a heated argument and needed Angie as a tiebreaker. Bell had ringed a short time before, so she could see masses of students walking outside the chainlink fence, hurrying towards their next lessons. But most importantly, they could all see her total nakedness.

She loved being able to 'expose' herself without repercussion, but sometimes she wished she could get a reaction out of people. She was well aware the option of trying out full-on exhibitionism was always on the table, but that was a bridge way too far. Forgoing her 'swimsuit' and actually showing up to the classroom in her exact state right now would destroy her social life. It was a deeply, deeply arousing idea that her primal brain sometimes suggested, but she knew all too well those self-destructive impulses were completely dumb and not worth paying any mind at all. Until now. Aaron's words and invitation had shaken her very core.

She took a few lazy laps and then composed herself. 'Ok, I will just meet him after changing, I will explain everything, I'm sure I can get him to understand, and from now on I'll need to be extra careful.' She muttered under her breath, trying to stay positive.

Angie finally left the pleasant water. She let the fresh air tickle every inch of her skin and exposed bits for a while, and then marched towards the outdoor lockers. Most everybody had left already, so she just dressed quickly and walked towards the bleachers.

Aaron was waiting for her, wearing his varsity jacket and jogger pants. He stared at her suspiciously, 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 i-improper was going thro-"

"SSSHHH!"

Angie stopped talking suddenly, shocked at this extremely disrespectful gesture.

"Cut the crap, will ya? We both know exactly what you were thinking. I could try to **** you, or **** you to do what I want in some other way, but there's no need at all. You want this even more than me, so just get it over with. Strip everything off."

Angie looked at Aaron with a severely conflicted expression. Could he read her mind? She could not do this. Going through with it would mean admitting her perversions to another person for the first time ever. She could barely accept them herself and now her biggest secret was going to be at the mercy of an almost total stranger's whim? No way José. But that was reason speaking. Her base instincts and every fiber of her being were pulling her towards the opposite direction. She couldn't help but give in and stop thinking about trifling matters such as properness and pride.

"Oh god." Angie took a deep breath, and while staring at the ground, began unceremoniously taking her blazer, shirt, skirt and underwear off. She gathered them in a neat pile, rest them on the bleachers and stared at the swim team bully expectantly.

"Are you daft? I said e-very-thing."

Angie had to hold back her smile. He did get it. While being completely bare except for shoes was very exciting, for it signaled the person was purposefully in that state, nothing beat buck naked. Feeling the ground beneath her soles and knowing she wasn't wearing even a single stitch was the only way she could get to maximum levels of arousal.

She bent forward, staring straight into his eyes, undid her shoelaces, carefully took off her sneakers and socks, put them together with the rest of her clothes, and then she surprised herself by picking everything up and handing it to Aaron.

He smiled widely and said: "Good, good. I see we have an understanding. So, now it's time to talk. How twisted can you be to find a completely normal situation so arousing?"

Angie finally smiled and spread her legs a bit and put her hands behind her back, assuming her fancied stance. She stared right at Aaron. "Well, guess I gotta fess up after all..."