The mid-afternoon, southern sun was high in the clear sky.  A blast of heat met Rachel as she stepped out onto the hot sidewalk.  Through squinted eyes, she could vaguely make out shapes of the other girls heading for home.

“They’re all in the same position as you,” she tried to calm herself.  But it didn’t make her feel any better.

Instinctively, she reached up one arm to cover her breasts.  The other went between her legs to preserve at least a little bit of modesty.  As her eyes adjusted, she looked around more clearly at the other girls.  She scanned from group to group to confirm her belief that she wasn’t the only one exposing inappropriate body parts.  But all she saw were girls in school clothes!

Frantically, she kept searching until she saw two fellow swimmers across the parking lot.  Both were wearing the topless leotard style.  No sooner did she spot them than they jumped into a car and drove off.  In fact the whole parking lot was clearing out.  Her feet sent her a warning signal.  She was standing on hot concrete.  She turned to go back inside the school and bumped into Ellie.

“Ready to go?” Ellie smiled and started down the sidewalk.  Rachel followed her lead in a daze; in disbelief at herself.

Thankfully, they reached some grass and walked across toward the street crossing.  As they approached, she noticed the cars were taking longer and longer to pass the girls.  One student in the passenger seat pulled out his camera phone and started taking pictures.  Rachel pulled her arms tighter around her and prayed nothing embarrassing was showing besides her bare bottom.

They reached the crossing, waited for the signal, and started across.  That’s when Rachel noticed Ellie’s shoes.  The road was black asphalt.  She took two steps and almost screamed.  The road had been baking in the southern sun all day and was burning hot.  Ellie scampered across in front of the line of cars waiting at the light, and Rachel started after her.  But beside the heat, there were little pebbles on the road which hurt her feet and caused her to be unstable.  She couldn’t run too fast because of the pebbles, but she couldn’t stay in one place either.  So, she ended up jumping from foot to foot to keep from burning and flailing her arms to keep from slipping and falling.

The view for the drivers was spectacular.  Her breasts were bouncing in rhythm with her butt cheeks.  With each step, her pussy lips would flash into view.  When she finally made it to the grass on the far side, the line of cars started moving again.

Someone called out their window, “Hey sweetie.  Nice dancin”.

Another yelled “Nice outfit, you sure make one sexy traffic cone”.

Rachel couldn’t bear to look back.  She just kept walking and hoping this was all a dream.

The girls walked together for a couple blocks through a quiet neighborhood.  At least it was too hot for anyone else to be outside where they would see her.  Beads of sweat were forming all over her body.  Every time they came to a driveway, she had to re-enact the road crossing to get across, bouncing all the way and forcing her to relive the humiliation.

Then they came to Ellie’s house.

“Thanks for walking home with me.  Would you like to come in and maybe get a drink?”

A cold drink sounded great, but Rachel could think of nothing worse than going into Ellie’s house naked.  God knows who else might be in there.

“Um, no thanks.  I better get home.”

Ellie headed inside and closed the door.  Rachel was now completely alone, and she had several blocks to go.  Cautiously, she stepped through the yard of Ellie’s neighbor.  Her eyes darting around.  Her already overloaded nerves jumping at every noise.  As if she could avoid being seen by staying silent.  The progress was tedious.  She pulled her gloved hands back over her breasts and assessed her progress.  In 5 minutes she had only walked past three houses.  She guessed the time to be about 4:00.

You’re never going to get home at this rate.  And why are you covering up?  It’s a professional uniform.  If you act embarrassed and cover up, it only makes things worse.  Where’s your team pride?

Her hands weren’t convinced, but she forced them down anyway.  Resolved, she started walking again at a quicker pace.  She suppressed the sense of impending dread and forced herself to stop jumping every time a dog barked.

After passing a few houses, she actually started to enjoy herself.  The warm breeze felt good on her skin.  The sun was still beating down.  She wasn’t worried about sunburn because she wouldn’t be outside much longer.  She even managed to crack a smile.  In some twisted way, she was actually enjoying the experience.  Her body had certainly responded positively to the situation.  She thought back to how she had nearly reached orgasm without even touching herself.

She wouldn’t want to be in this state all the time, but for one day it was kind of fun to explore the little exhibitionist feelings inside her.  It was a truly liberating experience and the swim tryouts gave her a legitimate excuse if anyone saw her.

As she walked, she developed a plan to get inside Eric’s house.  She decided to do a mixed approach.  She would slip in the back door and walk straight to her room.  She pictured him watching TV on the couch.  If he happened to catch a peek of her, she would just act like everything was normal and not make a big deal about it.  She even got a thrill thinking about the reaction it would force out of him.

He’ll probably be more embarrassed than you.

It served him right after the way he acted that morning.  There’s no way he could pretend to ignore her dressed like this.  She would wipe the smirk off Eric’s face one way or another.  She looked down at her mounds.  Her nipples had relaxed a little but the sight was still impressive.  She pictured Eric with his mouth gaping like Tommy’s had been that morning.

Tommy!!

Rachel’s distracted reverie caused her to forget about Tommy’s house.  She was standing right in front of it now.  Thankfully, she didn’t see him around.  But the shock caused her heart to start pounding again.  As brave as she had been in her mind, the thought of being naked in front of someone she knew had rattled her.  She was like a deer in headlights; not sure to stay frozen or make a run for it.

Then she got mad at herself and snapped back to reality.  She had built up confidence in her mind but at the first sign of being caught she had panicked.  And Tommy wasn’t even there…But what if he were?  A scene started forming in her imagination.

“Oh, hi Tommy,” she used her most seductive voice, “it’s nice to see you again too.”

She turned to face his house with her feet apart; talking to the door as if he were standing in it.  “This?  Oh, it’s just my new swim team uniform.  Do you like it?”

She struck another pose and pretended to let him judge her uniform all the while showcasing her curves and intimate bits.  She upped the stakes in her fantasy by pulling her shoulders back and arching her back.  The effect was spectacular and her nipples once again became rock hard.

“Why, yes I could use some help with my training!  I’d love for you to help me with my…breast stroke.”

She giggled at her clever pun and started to run her hands up her sides and to her breasts.  But before they could get there, the worst thing happened…TO BE CONTINUED