Written by: Anonymous
It was probably around 2 AM, and when my eyes opened to darkness I knew it was too hot and sticky to sleep. I sat up quietly, careful not to disturb either of my best friends beside me on the mattress, and eased myself off of the bed. I was wearing next to nothing, just Sara’s lacy red bra and a black thong that was actually mine. On this trip, we’d all been sharing clothes so much that I could hardly remember what belonged to who, but the thong was my favorite, a present from my boyfriend who hadn’t been invited on this girls-only trip out to the country.
It had to be over 100 degrees, I thought as I snuck down the stairs, hugging the wall. Sara’s mom was asleep on the first floor, and I didn’t want to wake her. She was the one who had driven the three of us -me, Sara, and Laura -up to the country house, and she was extremely nice, but I didn’t want to run into her in what I was wearing. To be fair, her daughter was dressed almost the same way upstairs, asleep, but she didn’t know how close the three of us were, how comfortable around each other we felt; I didn’t want her to get the wrong idea.
As I stepped out of the house into the wet grass, I looked up at the sky that stretched on forever, and at the fields that spread uninterrupted for miles…the most beautiful thing about the country was that it was so incredibly private. The air was heavy and suffocating though, and I thought I’d take a dip in the lake to cool off.
I waded in to the water up to my knees, then reached behind my back to unhook Sara’s bra -I didn’t want to ruin it, it was so pretty -when I heard a soft splash, and turned around as the bra straps slipped from my shoulders. Sara stood a few feet behind me, glistening in the moonlight and staring straight at my naked chest. For half a minute we just stood there, and I admired her fragile bare shoulders and the curve of her breasts under the thin tank top she wore twisted into a knot at her belly button. I recognized the pretty pink underwear she wore as my own. Her eyes moved over my body, from my face to the bra dangling from my left hand to my breasts and then to my totally naked ass and legs.
Suddenly I realized this was an awkward situation; it hadn’t felt like one, but as I became aware of exactly how little we were wearing, and the time of night, and our proximity -in the last half minute we had somehow ended up only a foot apart, within easy reach of one another. I stepped back and hugged the bra to my chest, covering my suddenly tender breasts, and noticing with surprise that my nipples were hard. I saw Sara realize the situation as soon as I did, and she also stepped back, averting her eyes. “Sorry, I didn’t know you were going to take off your…my…” her voice trailed off, and I rushed in to reassure her.
“It’s totally fine, there was no way you could’ve known. I just thought I’d take a dip in the lake because it’s so hot out and everything. Did I wake you coming downstairs?”
“No, but I felt that you were gone and woke up -” she cut herself off and even in the dark I could tell that she was blushing.
Determined not to make things any more awkward than they already had become, I