Mandy had known all summer the day was coming, and she had almost given up on pretending she wasn’t looking forward to it nearly as much as Laurie was. Almost, but she still wasn’t quite over her reservations on the morning Laurie came bounding into the staff mess hall with the news.
From the joyous look on Laurie’s face, Mandy all but heard the words before they came: “The Saint Agnes boys are coming today!”
“I can guess which version of ‘coming’ we’re talking about here, huh?” Mandy said with a wry grin between sips of her coffee.
“Now you’re getting the spirit!” Laurie declared, pouring herself a cup. Then she plopped down in the seat across from her college friend. “You know you want to join me this time, Mandy,” she said. “It’s our last chance, isn’t it?” At twenty-four and both of them having just finished their masters’ degrees, they were both off to the wide world at the end of the summer — but not before a sixth and last turn teaching and lifeguarding at swimming camp.
Mandy only sighed and gazed out at the scenery in response, wondering yet again just what it was that possessed her normally demure and shy ex-roommate to become such an utter sex freak once a year. She knew better than to ask, for Laurie’s answer — “just something that happened to me in high school” — never changed a bit.
“I mean, no pressure if you still don’t want to,” Laurie said.
“Right, you’re willing to bear the burden of being the only woman in a room full of buff naked college guys,” Mandy said with a knowing laugh.
“Exactly!” Laurie cackled. “But I do think you’d get a kick out of it too.”
“I just might,” Mandy confessed. “I sure wish I knew just what happened to you in high school, though.”
Laurie gave her old friend a probing look. “If you join me, I’ll tell you.”
Mandy nearly spilled her coffee, and was sure she’d misheard her old friend. “Seriously? The one and only thing you’ve always refused to tell me?”
“It’s about time I got it off my chest,” Laurie said. And after a quick look around to make sure no one else could see, she gave her own breasts a quick fluff. “My beautiful chest, that is. The Saint Agnes boys always think so.”
“They’re not the only ones, Laurie,” Mandy said, as she always did. “You do understand that, don’t you? You don’t have to act like a pervert for guys to be attracted to you?”
“I suppose,” Laurie said. “But don’t you find guys are more attracted to you if they’ve seen you naked, or at least in a swimsuit?”
Mandy laughed. “Sure, but Laurie, you’re beautiful already! You don’t need to –”
“Thank you,” Laurie interrupted. “But…let’s just say I’ve got it on good authority that my body is attractive and my face is ‘unattractive’.” She used air-quotes on the last word, as Mandy had seen her do a hundred times or more before.
“Laurie, what is it with you and that word?!” Mandy shook her head at her friend, who was not unattractive at all, with her wide eyes and pleasantly plump lips and her dark hair styled in a fresh pageboy cut. For all Laurie’s elusiveness about just what had happened to her in high school, Mandy had learned the word ‘unattractive’, quotes and all, was somehow related to it.
“I told you, I’ll tell you what it is if you join me,” Laurie said. “It’s all part of the story.” She gulped down the coffee and picked up a pastry, and stood up. “Now, want to come join me for a swim and a rehearsal?”
“A rehearsal?” Mandy knew what she meant, but she still couldn’t quite believe her friend wanted company for such a private — yet perversely public — activity. But she admitted to herself that a summer’s worth of eye candy in swimming trunks had her feeling quite randy too. Not as much as the bizarre sex kitten her friend always became for the last week of the summer, but close enough. She grinned. “You know what, Laurie? I will join you.”
“Really?” Laurie looked more bewildered than pleased.
Mandy nodded. “What can I say? You’re my best friend, and this has been a mystery about you for five years. Always so demure and even a little bit shy, and you did choose to go to an all-girls school, not like me where my father insisted on it, and one week a year you play a porn star. And you have this thing about the word ‘unattractive’ when you’re anything but that.” She stood up. “I’ve just got to know, and I confess, you’ve kind of got me wanting to live dangerously for a change.”
“I can see that from your shorts,” Laurie snickered, having seen for the first time that Mandy was wearing her tight orange shorts with the column of bright silver buttons down the center.
“I’m the wrong gender for that joke, silly,” Mandy said.
“No, you’re not,” Laurie replied, pointing at her friend’s shorts. “Haven’t you ever noticed, the creases from when you sit down, and the buttons — it’s like an arrow pointing to your pussy!” She laughed so hard she bent over.
Mandy looked down. “Geez, Laurie! I’d never noticed that before. Now I’ll never not see it again! If I ever wear these shorts again, that is!”
“Oh, Mandy, please don’t ever make me think I’ve spoiled anything for you sexually!” Laurie was suddenly dead serious. “We spend so much time being expected to pretend we don’t even like sex!”
“I like sex just fine,” Mandy said as they resumed their walk across the green to the main pool. “I just don’t see why you’ve got to make everything about it this one week out of the year. But you’re going to tell me, you said?”
“If you join me,” Laurie agreed. “A promise is a promise.”
The locker room offered no privacy at all except for the toilets, but it was empty when Laurie and Mandy arrived. So there was no turning back now. Mandy saw no point in delaying the inevitable, and she set about undressing for the shower. She also saw no point in being shy in light of what she had agreed to, and looked openly at Laurie as she did the same. She could, at least, see just why Laurie seemed to feel more attractive with her clothes off, for Laurie’s body was indeed breathtakingly beautiful. She had a classic hourglass figure, breasts just big enough to hang enticingly when she removed her bra, shapely hips and rear that looked even from a distance to be toned and hard from all the swimming, and a symmetrical jet-black bush cloaking her womanhood, teasing her pale skin with dark wisps along all three sides. She had it all on display and was standing hands-on-hips and grinning at Mandy before she could even get all those buttons on her “arrow shorts” undone.
Once again Mandy realized she’d been gawking. “Sorry!” she said, and she hurried off her shorts and panties.
“Don’t be,” Laurie told her. “I told you, it makes me feel beautiful.”
“You are beautiful,” Mandy said, pulling her t-shirt off hurriedly and reaching back to undo her bra. “I feel like chopped liver next to you.”
“Don’t say that!” Laurie said. “You’re lovely as well, and you can bet the Saint Agnes guys will think so.”
Mandy laughed. “If the sight of us doesn’t make them think they’re going straight to hell,” she said. “You think any of them have ever seen a woman less than fully clothed before?”
“God, I hope not!” Laurie turned on the shower tap and stood aside, waiting for the water to heat up. Mandy, two steps behind her, did the same. “I like to imagine them all just as new to all this and just as wound up by it as I was when I took swimming freshman year. Remember that feeling, so dirty and sweet at the same time that you thought you’d burst out of your skin?”
“Because I was showering in the locker room?” Mandy said as she stepped into the now-warm spray. “Sorry, no, I don’t. For one thing, I’d already had a boyfriend in high school, so nudity didn’t seem so taboo.”
“Oh, it did to me!” Laurie said. “Had to keep a lid on that when I wasn’t alone, of course, but when I did have that shower room to myself…ohhhhhh!” Her sigh of pleasure wasn’t just from the memory, for now Laurie had her fingers buried in her bush and was circling her clit playfully. “Oh, the memories this brings back!”
“Laurie!” Somehow Mandy still found it in herself to be surprised at her old friend. “You masturbated in the locker room?”
“Every chance I got!” Laurie opened her eyes just long enough to answer her friend. “You should give it a try, too! I mean, you’re naked and hot and wet, aren’t you?” With her free hand, Laurie rubbed her shoulder and then down her arm and across her chest, teasing both of her breasts in turn. “Oh, yes!”
Mandy had never played with herself in front of anyone, even any of her boyfriends. She’d never even talked about it with Laurie in all the years they’d been friends, though she’d always assumed she must do it. But her friend’s utter lack of inhibition — and the immense pleasure she was giving herself — had Mandy feeling utterly titillated herself, and also rather jealous. And she had agreed to join her friend on her last wild adventure, after all.
Mandy closed her eyes and forced her hand between her thighs. The moment she’d made contact, her embarrassment melted into pleasure and relief, as she realized for the first time just how keyed up she’d been feeling. She couldn’t quite bring herself to moan out loud like Laurie was doing, but now she saw what her friend meant about the steamy water and the setting.
“Oh, you’re right, Laurie,” she sighed. “Feels wonderful.” Laurie opened her eyes and Mandy was utterly aware of her audience while she had her hand buried in her bush — which was rather larger than Laurie’s and not as daintily beautiful in her own opinion — and she found she enjoyed it.
They were both laughing hard, but neither of them had come yet when the outside door made its loud report. At once they were both all business again, rinsing out their hair with both hands and struggling not to laugh at their delicious secret. As two older women made their way in to change for the pool, Laurie turned off her shower and picked up her swimsuit from the rack. “Well, I don’t know about you, but I really have to pee,” she said with a wink.
“Oh, me too,” Mandy said, though she didn’t have to go at all and was quite sure Laurie didn’t either.
They both needed scarcely a minute to finish themselves off in the privacy of the stalls, from which they both emerged in their swimsuits and ready for the pool. Keeping up appearances, they both went to the sinks to wash their hands. “Now you see what guys mean about blue balls, huh?” Laurie said.
“Didn’t hurt like they say it does, but it was frustrating,” Mandy agreed.
“Oh, it can hurt if you let it go too long,” Laurie said. “I should know, I got interrupted plenty of times.” Then she snickered. “Blue walls, I guess.”
Mandy laughed. They were still laughing when they stepped out into the pool area. Mark, the lifeguard on duty, waved at them. Mandy waved back and then turned to Laurie. “Does he know about…what you do? Do any of the male lifeguards know?”
“They must,” Laurie said. “If any of them asked, I’d say they were welcome to join. Only fair when I’m kind of invading their space…”
“Kind of?” Mandy’s scepticism had returned.
“Okay, yes, I’m invading their space,” Laurie admitted. “But none of them has ever asked. I guess even in a swimsuit, I’m –”
“Don’t say unattractive, please!” Despite everything, Mandy hated seeing her friend put herself down.
“Not just unattractive,” Laurie corrected. “‘Unattractive’,” she said, adding the air quotes. All capitals, and underlined. And of course they’re wrong, but that’s beside the point.”
“Why all caps?”
They had arrived at the nearest two available lanes, and Laurie turned to take one last look at her friend. “Because that’s the way I was branded.” She turned and dove in, leaving Mandy as mystified as ever.
Branded?
Mandy opted not to think about it for the moment, and dove into the water. After all, Laurie had said she would tell all if Mandy joined her.
As she did her laps, Mandy’s mind was racing over what she was in for. There was still time to back out, she reasoned…but to her surprise, she didn’t want to. It was their last summer at the camp, after all. If she backed out now, there would never be another chance to join Laurie on the naughty adventure she’d watched from a safe distance every summer since they were nineteen. Though Mandy had been utterly gobsmacked the first time Laurie had done it, she had to admit now that she had always admired her normally poised and demure friend’s sheer brazenness, not to mention the way she embraced her horniness so fearlessly.
Brazen and horny…neither one was an adjective Mandy would have applied to the nerdy but not unattractive young woman who’d already moved into their room when she’d arrived at their elite women’s college for her first year. Her exact first impressions of Laurie were lost to history, but she did recall thinking the poor thing was painfully shy, and looked so mousy she must have wanted to look that way. Though she’d smiled as she got up from her desk to shake her new roommate’s hand and had made a real effort at carrying on a conversation with Mandy as she unpacked, she’d looked every bit the introvert trying to be an extrovert. Mandy had read all about the type in her psychology class during her last semester in high school.
Very soon afterward, Mandy would learn tell the girls (like herself) who were at an all-female college on Mom and Dad’s orders from the ones who had actually wanted no men around. She hadn’t yet learned that on her first day on campus, though, and it had nearly spoiled their friendship before it even began. “Can’t believe there won’t be any guys around for four years!” she’d groused while putting away her clothes in the dresser. “All my friends are already emailing me about their big parties in every dorm. Wonder what I’m supposed to tell them about us, you know?”
“Actually,” Laurie had replied, “That’s exactly why I came here. I don’t hate guys or anything, but after some of the ones I knew in high school, this was looking like a wonderful alternative.”
“No kidding?” Mandy hadn’t been able to hide her surprise. “You wanted this?”
“Of course I did,” Laurie had said. “Any girl here could’ve gotten into a co-ed school if she wanted to, you know. What was the acceptance rate — twenty-three percent or something?”
“So my dad keeps reminding me.”
“No offense, but if you don’t like it, maybe you should’ve left your spot for some girl who would like it. There are more of us than you think, you know.”
“Hey, I didn’t say I hated it or anything!” Mandy had smiled through her irritation.
“But you did say you didn’t want it,” Laurie had said. “For someone like me who’s known for years I wanted a women’s college, it’s really disrespectful!”
“I didn’t mean it that way!”
“I should hope not.” And with that Laurie had sat back down at her desk and buried her nose back in the book Mandy had interrupted.
Despite that bad start, Mandy and Laurie had come to be the best of friends soon enough. By the end of the year, Laurie had come out of her shell quite a bit and Mandy had to admit — privately at least — that maybe she’d been right about wanting no guys around. She had also proven to be a star on the swim team and Mandy had come by to cheer her on at some of her meets, and had even then been amazed at the transformation when her blushing flower of a friend was confidence itself in her swimsuit.
When Laurie had announced her plans to apply for a job at a swimming camp a few towns away, it was a cinch she would get the job. Mandy had not fancied her own chances nearly as much when Laurie had suggested she apply as well. But facing the prospect of a summer with her perpetually quarrelling parents and her obnoxious kid brothers, Mandy had agreed to give it a try. To her delight, both had been accepted.
That first summer at camp, Mandy had realized it wasn’t just her imagination — Laurie really was a lot more confident and less shy in her swimsuit than fully clothed. She’d been polite enough not to ask why, but she’d wondered about it a great deal. All the more so the night Laurie had divulged her plan for the first try at what had since become a tradition.
That long-ago moment was one Mandy did still recall vividly, for she’d been certain she had misheard her friend. Then she’d been equally sure it was a joke, and had laughed. “Sure, Laurie, you’re going to trick the Saint Agnes boys into thinking we have a co-ed locker room, and you’re going to join them in the showers!”
“Laugh all you want,” Laurie had said. “But I’m not kidding.”
Though she still didn’t believe her friend, Mandy had decided to humor her. “You do realize you’ll probably get fired for this?”
“No I won’t. I’ve talked to Barbara about it, and she thinks I’m crazy just like you do, but she said as long as I give them the option of an all-male locker room, she’s okay with it. In fact, she said those Saint Agnes boys could use some loosening up. You know who Saint Agnes was, of course.”
“The patron saint of chastity,” Mandy had acknowledged, having been curious herself after hearing some whispers about the final visitors of the summer. “I googled it after I heard they deliberately wait until most of the women have gone home so it’s as close to an all-male camp as they can legally get. Those guys must be so uptight!”
“Exactly,” Laurie had said. “And honestly, I know what it’s like to be at war with your own sexuality like that, feeling so dirty about it. I’m hoping I can loosen them up a little.”
“You’re not joking, are you?”
“Nope.”
“I don’t get it Laurie, you’re usually…well, kind of like that yourself, honestly!”
“And that’s just why I’m going to do this. Maybe you just wouldn’t understand, Mandy, if you haven’t been that repressed. If you haven’t been made to feel ‘UNATTRACTIVE’, you know?”
“Unattractive?! Laurie –”
“Don’t forget the air quotes, Mandy. Not just unattractive, ‘UNATTRACTIVE’. Imagine it in all-caps.”
“But you’re not!”
“Thank you, but you know, the only time I really and truly believe that is in a place like this, where my body is more on display.”
“And showering with a bunch of guys is going to make you feel more beautiful? Why?”
Laurie had looked pensive for the first time that evening, and finally she just shook her head. “You’re my best friend, Mandy, but I’m not ready to tell you that.”
Five summers later, she still hadn’t. But every one of those summers had ended with Laurie playing her trick on the Saint Agnes guys, arriving back in their room looking glowy and proud and utterly happy, and then going right back to her quiet and demure self for another year. Mandy didn’t remember when she’d gotten over her disbelief or when she’d started toying with joining Laurie, but now that she had agreed to do that, she had to admit it had been a couple of years at least.
Mandy tried not to dwell on what she was about to do. She tried to focus on the beautiful view from the pool — the wide, cloudless summer sky and the mountains holding court in the distance, the setting for six joyful summers with her best friend. But this would be the last, and that plunged her into a bout of melancholy that was only overcome by going back to thinking about the Saint Agnes guys and the adventure she was in for before shutting the door on this final summer.
“I wonder how many of the guys are going to notice the same thing you did about my shorts,” Mandy said some time later as she and Laurie were getting dressed again.
“Don’t let them see you dressed like that, then,” Laurie said. “I’m going back to our room to put on my other swimsuit and a sundress over it. Join me!”
“I wonder does Saint Agnes have some rule about that?” Mandy mused. “They’re not supposed to ever put themselves in a situation where they might see a woman in a dress with straps less than an inch wide or something?”
“Undoubtedly,” Laurie said. “But what are they gonna do, give us an exorcism? Besides, it can’t really be that bad, if they let the guys come to a swimming camp with female instructors. What do you suppose they think we wear in the pool?”
“No doubt they demanded we wear one-piece suits,” Mandy said.
“They did,” Laurie said. “Barbara told me all about it. She decided not to bother telling them lifeguards can’t wear bikinis anyway.” Then she snickered. “She also told me the guy in charge of the whole thing also asked that I not be their instructor this year. But the student representative asked if she could just pretend that request got lost in the mail!”
“They know about you, then!” At once Mandy realized she would be talked and fantasized about for years to come…but somehow the idea appealed to her.
“Oh, of course they do! Such an uptight, conservative, boys-only school, of course an adventure like I give ’em is gonna be talked about!”
“That makes sense,” Mandy admitted. “All too much sense.”
“You know, you don’t have to participate,” Laurie reminded her.
“I didn’t say I didn’t want to, did I?”
Mandy had a dark blue swimsuit, and also a white one with floral print spattered throughout. Back in their room, she reached for the former, but Laurie said, “Wear the white one.”
“Why?” Mandy asked, the blue one still clutched in her hand.
“Well, I don’t mean to embarrass you, Mandy, but when that suit gets wet…you can see your bush. It’ll drive the guys crazy!”
“Probably has been driving all our male students crazy all summer,” Mandy realized, feeling her face flush.
“Oh, don’t be embarrassed, we’re all half-naked in the pool, and all the guys feel for you, I’m sure — I mean, what if they get hard in their itty bitty trunks?”
“Good point.” And, reminding herself that she was planning to invite all the Saint Agnes guys to see her naked, she put on the white swimsuit.
Lunch was a polite affair, with Laurie and Mandy in their dresses eating at the staff table with the more casually dressed lifeguards. Mandy could only assume the others had opted not to talk about what they had in store, for there was no way they didn’t know. With three other pools in the complex, it was easy enough to pretend Laurie and Mandy had just happened to be assigned to the one the Saint Agnes guys would be using.
As for the Saint Agnes guys, they all chowed down happily at another table on the far side of the café. Mandy cast plenty of furtive glances at the clean-cut, short-haired guys in their matching blue shorts and white shirts with the Saint Agnes insignia, and she caught plenty of the same from them as well. Laurie did the same, and of course she exchanged many a private laughing eye with her friend.
Laurie was ready to go well before the other instructors and lifeguards found their way off to their posts, but Mandy just sat there sipping iced tea until the last one was gone, ignoring Laurie’s every hint that she was ready to go. When they were finally alone, Laurie asked, “What are you waiting for? You’ve been done for ages?”
“I know,” Mandy said. “but I didn’t want any of the others to see me get up.”
Laurie burst into laughs and hugged her friend as best she could while they were both still seated. “You’re afraid you’ve got a wet spot on the back of your dress, aren’t you?”
“I’m nearly certain of it! Aren’t you?”
“Yes, but Mandy, they all know what I’m up to, and they probably at least suspect you are too.”
“You mean you don’t find that ‘UNATTRACTIVE’?” Mandy needled.
“I prefer to think of it as a screw-you to conventional beauty standards,” Laurie said, standing up to reveal that her skirt did in fact have a damp patch. “Even the ‘UNATTRACTIVE’ are horny sometimes. Especially us, in fact.”
Mandy bit the bullet and stood up as well. She could not bring herself to glance over at the Saint Agnes guys and see if they’d noticed her and Laurie’s dirty little secret, but she couldn’t help suspecting they wouldn’t know just what it meant anyway.
Even Laurie had her limits, and there were no arguments when Mandy suggested they both take a dip in the pool before the guys arrived. She did, though, take the time to retrieve the “Unisex” sign from her locker that she’d made such good use of every summer, and hang it over the “Women” sign as they stepped out of the locker room.
“I still can’t believe that actually works,” Mandy said.
“The men’s locker room is right there if they don’t like it,” Laurie reminded her. “And most of them don’t. Good thing, I guess. I wouldn’t want to have to shower with all of them at once.”
“Are you sure about that?” Mandy couldn’t help laughing.
“Well…no.” Laurie smirked but said nothing else before jumping into the water, which was delightfully warm from the bright sun.
They had just enough time to step out of the water and get their wet hair looking respectable before the first few guys appeared in the men’s locker room doorway. Laurie and Mandy both said their polite hellos and stood at the foot of the risers where all the guys sat down. Mandy was used to being seen in a swimsuit and felt no embarrassment, but she felt a delicious tickle inside as she wondered which of the ultra-clean cut young men before them would be joining them on their adventure. She was already choosing a few favorites and hoping they’d be among the brave ones, but there was little time for that.
When they had all arrived, Laurie said, “Welcome to swim camp. Now, don’t be ashamed, are there any of you who can’t swim?”
A few of the guys, including a buff but shy looking dark-haired guy Mandy had her eye on, raised their hands.
“That’s fine,” Laurie said. “Those of you who can, we’ll be going over a few basics just to be sure your technique is all right, but it’ll all be very self-paced. My name is Laurie and this is Mandy, and we’ve been instructors here for, gosh, Mandy, is it six years now?”
“It is,” Mandy said.
“We know,” said one of the guys, and some of the others snickered.
“Save that for after class, gentlemen,” Laurie said with a grin. “And be glad this is the twenty-first century. Maybe you’ve heard, just a few generations ago, men would swim naked at the YMCA lessons, and sometimes with a woman teacher.”
“How unfair!” said one of the guys.
“I think so, too, for both genders!” Laurie rejoined. “Why should guys have all the fun?” That drew a laugh, and once again Mandy was amazed at her old friend’s instant transformation to a remarkably confident young woman in a situation where most women would be horribly self-conscious. She wasn’t sure if she was looking forward more to the locker room or to hearing Laurie’s story.
The class went well; most of the guys had some experience, and there were just enough beginners to keep Laurie and Mandy busy. The guy Mandy had had her eye on proved to be one of those, and he also made it clear between the lines that he didn’t like to be touched, so Mandy was left to admire from a safe distance as he did his best to master the basics. She found herself losing interest, though, as it soon became clear he was avoiding even looking at her. No surprise that some of these guys would be that way, she knew, but she didn’t fancy charming anyone out of his swim trunks if they were nailed on. Keeping one eye on him for safety, she set about looking furtively for bulges in the other guys’ trunks, and she did see a few.
Now that she knew Laurie’s reputation preceded her, Mandy had no doubt she was similarly aroused. She didn’t dare look down to see if her nipples were hard when Laurie called an end to class and the guys all returned to the risers; but she almost hoped they were. Remembering what Laurie had said about her white swimsuit, she soon realized they wouldn’t be all that was on display, and she couldn’t help grinning as she made eye-contact with a few of the guys. Most of them looked away shyly, the poor things. No wonder Laurie got a kick out of this!
“Great job, everybody!” Laurie said. “We’re looking forward to seeing you get even better this week. Now then.” She paused and gave all the guys a broad smile, and Mandy had little doubt they all knew what was coming from the mixture of titillation and disapproval on their faces. “You’ve probably heard, we are a progressive camp. You can shower and change back into your clothes in the men’s locker room, but we also have a communal one over here.” She pointed to what was really the women’s locker room. “If you want to join us, don’t be shy!”
Even though it was an open secret, her invitation produced a nervous titter from most of the guys. But the one Mandy had admired stood up and said, “Hold it, guys! Do not let this Jezebel tempt you! James 1:15! ‘After desire has conceived, it gives birth to sin; and sin, when it is full-grown, gives birth to death’.”
“Aw, Pete, get off your high horse!” called one of the guys Mandy had spotted with a bulge in his trunks; it was still there now for all to see. “You worry about your sinning, we’ll worry about ours.”
“No, he’s right!” said another. “Lust is a sin! Sin causes suffering.”
“Then I’d better not catch you looking at me in the locker room, Joseph,” said another one, causing a round of laughs and a very dirty look from Joseph.
“Guys, this is a test!” Pete insisted. “Can you resist temptation or not? I know we all can?”
“Let us know when you’ve decided about that,” Laurie deadpanned, and she took Mandy’s hand and they were off to the ‘communal’ locker room.
“Are they always that way?” Mandy asked.
“The first time I did it, they all thought it was a joke,” Laurie said. “But two guys followed me in here just to be sure, and when I welcomed them, about five more joined me the next day. Since then? Well, they know about me, and yes, there’s always a jerk like Pete.”
“Who probably has a stack of Playboys under his bed back at Saint Agnes,” Mandy quipped.
“You’re right, he does,” came a male voice from behind them just as they stepped into the locker room, and they turned to see three of the Saint Agnes guys following them.
“That’s why most of us aren’t taking him too seriously,” said another.
“It kind of looks like most of you are, if only three of you are joining us,” Mandy said. “Not that I’m disappointed with the company, of course!”
“Well…” the guy who hadn’t spoken up yet did so now. “It’s an all-boys school. Think about who would want that.”
“Isn’t it awfully homophobic, though?” Laurie asked.
“Incredibly so,” said the tallest of the three. “My name’s Derek, by the way, and my mom’s a born-again Christian, that’s why I ended up there. But the gay guys know who they are and they keep it out of sight.”
“Hi, Derek,” Mandy said, shaking his hand in turn with Laurie. “How do they spot each other?”
“Same way you spotted who was attracted to you in the pool,” said one of the others. “No offense, but I saw you looking at our trunks.”
“Sorry!” Mandy laughed.
“No problem!” he said. “I mean, your suit also shows…” He pointed at Mandy’s middle, giving her an excuse to look down and see Laurie was right, it showed her bush all too well. “And I liked it, if you don’t mind my saying so!”
“Of course I don’t!” Mandy said. “Thank you!”
“That’s why I told her to wear that suit,” Laurie added.
“I’m Nick,” he said, and he offered his hand for Mandy to shake, but she opted for a hug instead, gladly returned.
“And this,” said Derek, patting the third guy on the back, “is Ron. You’ll have to excuse him, he’s a little shy around ladies.”
“We don’t see too many of them at Saint Aggie’s,” Ron said. “And I’ve never seen…you know.” He eyed Mandy and Laurie up and down in turn. “So embarrassing when the guys talk about what they did over the summer and I’ve got nothing.”
“He’s never seen ‘you know’,” Laurie repeated. “Mandy, do you think it’s time he does see ‘you know’?”
“Yes, and I’m also dying to get out of this wet bathing suit!” Mandy proclaimed. “How about you guys?”
“Oh, definitely,” Nick said.
“Can’t wait,” Derek added.
Mandy turned to Laurie to suggest a count of three, only to see she already had her breasts out and was busy pushing her suit the rest of the way down. Feeling emboldened, she followed suit and pulled her straps down over her shoulders while Nick and Derek lost no time in getting their trunks off. Both were stiff as a board. “Doesn’t it feel great setting those free?” Laurie asked them.
Both guys only laughed in response, their eyes glued to Mandy and Laurie as their bodies came into full view.
Presently only Ron wasn’t naked. He was, though, nearly catatonic gazing at Mandy and Laurie. Derek broke the spell. “Come on, Ron, fair’s fair!”
“No, it’s all right,” Laurie said, stepping up to Ron. “I totally understand what it’s like to feel shy about your body, you know.”
“You do?” Nick asked, and Mandy couldn’t help joining in on the laughter.
“I do!” Laurie said it politely and with a smile, but also firmly. “Why do you think I started doing this?”
“Even I don’t know the answer to that, guys,” Mandy warned.
“But I said I’d tell you, and I will,” Laurie said. “Soon. For now…” She opened her arms for Ron, and seeing his welcoming smile in return, she embraced him. “I know what it’s like to feel unattractive,” she said. “I hope you don’t feel that way, Ron.”
“Well,” Ron said, hugging her back. “Kind of. Plenty of girls in high school just had to tell me I was ugly, you know?”
“You’re not!” Laurie said. “Is he, guys?” she added, looking around.
A chorus of “of course not”s ensued, to which Mandy added, “You have really nice eyes, Ron. I noticed that out there.” It was just barely true, for Ron had been among the many who’d darted his gaze elsewhere when she made eye contact with him, but she had noticed that much — dark blue, with long eyelashes, they were indeed gorgeous, as was the boyish grin he wore when Laurie released him.
“It’s up to you if you want to undress or not,” Laurie said. “You’re welcome either way. Now. Shower time?”
They all followed Laurie to the communal shower. When they arrived, they saw Ron had left his trunks with the others’, and they all cheered him. “Knew he’d be beautiful underneath, didn’t you, Laurie?” Mandy said.
“And I was right!” Laurie added. His tan lines reflected that he’d been spending a lot of time outdoors, and emerging from a shock of dark curls that was bigger than Laurie’s but smaller than Mandy’s was a hard, ripe cock that had Mandy’s hands itching to play with it.
“Thanks,” Ron said, looking down as he did so. “I think I could get used to this.”
“I know you could!” Laurie said. “I did!”
Recalling all that Laurie had said that morning — and what they had done — Mandy had no trouble slipping back into that feeling that a shower was more than just a shower. She closed her eyes and let out a contented sigh as the first splashes of hot water enveloped her body. Then, remembering she had an audience, she laughed and opened her eyes to see all three guys looking on in awe.
Turning to Laurie, she asked, “Are they always this shy?”
“Wouldn’t you be if you went to a school named after chastity?” Laurie said. Pushing her wet hair back on her head, she told the guys, “Who wants to help us wash the chlorine off?”
Derek leapt at the offer, while Nick followed suit with Mandy. He rubbed up a lather with the liquid soap and had his hands poised over her breasts, but paused and looked at her for one last chance to say no.
“They don’t bite, Nick,” Mandy said. “I promise.” Just to prove once and for all it was all right, she helped herself to soaping up his pubic hair and gently rubbing his newly refreshed erection.
“Oh! Yeah, that doesn’t bite either!” And with aplomb he set about washing her breasts. He was a bit too gentle and his touch tickled occasionally, but Mandy didn’t complain. She did change a look at Laurie, who was panting passionately at Derek’s rather more bold caresses.
“Can you come just from that, Laurie?” Mandy couldn’t resist asking.
“Uhhuh!” Laurie could barely get the words out as she was already close to doing just that. Derek, who hadn’t asked, looked ready to burst with that information, and he rubbed harder and faster. Laurie came with a joyful yelp.
Nick followed his lead. Mandy welcomed it but felt compelled to tell him, “I can’t come from that alone.” Then she dropped her voice to a whisper and added, “But we’re just getting started!” And she gave him her tightest squeeze yet in her fist, drawing a loud moan from Nick.
Derek, after rinsing the soap off Laurie’s body, turned to look at Ron, who was washing himself off alone under the next tap. Then he turned back to Laurie, and she nodded and strode over to Ron. “There’s more of me to wash off if you’d like,” she said.
Ron surprised them all by wasting no time in reaching for the soap dispenser. “I’d love to!” he exclaimed, and they all laughed but not unkindly. “But he has already got you nice and clean up here, doesn’t he?”
“Why so he has.” Laurie could barely believe what she saw and felt as Ron rubbed the soap on her belly and worked downward. “Oh, Ron, that’s a lovely touch!” And growing lovelier by the second as he soaped up her bush and gently and reverently rinsed it.
“May I…” He didn’t even try to say the word as he fingered the cleft of her vulva.
Laurie knew the type well enough to know he’d need the help. “You may!”, and she reached down and guided his fingers to her vagina. “Now, just, slow like…” she began, then broke off with an “Ooh!” She didn’t need to guide him any further. Mandy couldn’t see just what he was doing with his hand, but Laurie made it known in no uncertain terms that it was wonderful. Soon her moans were loud enough that Mandy had to wonder if they could be heard in the men’s room.
“He’s a natural!” Derek said, looking on in wonder at Laurie’s joyfully contorted face.
Mandy had just enough time to grow envious of her friend before Nick made his offer. “Can’t promise I’m as good with my fingers as he is, but…”
“Let’s see if you are!” Mandy spread her legs.
His first gentle stroke inside her reassured Mandy that yes, he was that good with his fingers. “More of that, please!” She closed her eyes and welcomed his agile right fingers inside her and his left hand caressing all around her bush. Derek, not to be left out, brushed up behind her and massaged her breasts delightfully. Though she heard Laurie come again, she was no longer the least bit jealous as she drank in the wonderful sensations all over her body.
When she came as well, she opened her eyes to see Laurie looking on in awe while Ron washed his hands behind her. “I never have seen another woman come before,” she said. “I didn’t realize just how intense it sounds.”
“Haven’t you ever heard yourself?” Mandy asked between kissing Nick and Derek in turn.
“I guess it’s like hearing your own voice on the phone,” Laurie said. “Now then, who’s up for some more fun in a more comfortable place?”
Everyone responding enthusiastically to her query, the guys retreated to their locker room to get dressed while Laurie and Mandy put their dresses back on. “Poor little Ron, he’s just like I used to be,” Laurie said as they got their sandals on. “I could tell the moment I lay eyes on him.”
“I’d say you got him out of his shell pretty well,” Mandy said.
“It’s a start,” Laurie agreed.
Since neither of the women had brought any underwear with them, they were dressed and ready before the guys emerged into the late summer afternoon. “We were just wondering,” Derek said, “There’s no risk of getting any trouble for this, is there?”
“It’s our room,” Laurie said. “And I don’t think anyone is going to call Saint Agnes over this.”
They laughed in agreement and followed the women across the green to their dorm.
When they were halfway across the green, Nick asked what Mandy had been hoping to get the chance to ask. “Laurie, we’re all deathly curious,” he said. “I mean, we heard about you before we came here, most of the guys figured it was just a story, but it’s true, and then you said you knew what it was like to be shy like Ron. No offense, but you seem like the opposite of shy to us all!”
“Ah yes, the reason why I do this every year,” Laurie said. “Well, guys, I’ve never even told Mandy that, but I told her I would if she joined me. I’m happy to tell you guys as well, but let’s wait until we get to our room and can slip into something more comfortable.
“More comfortable?” Ron piped up. “Aren’t you both…naked under your dresses?”
Both women laughed. “Yup,” Mandy said, yanking her skirt up flirtatiously.
“Only one thing more comfortable to slip into than that,” Laurie said. “You’ll see why I feel more comfortable telling this story when we’re naked, I promise.
That even had Mandy wondering. But after what they’d all just been up to, she was more than happy to undress again once they were back in their room. She expected Ron to once again be hesitant, but he was the first of the guys to unbutton his shorts. In no time they were all settled on the two beds, not a stitch of clothing among them. No one objected to Ron sidling up beside Laurie, who put her arm around him.
“So,” she said. “What’s the story of the crazy sex freak at swimming camp that you guys heard so much about?”
“Yes please,” Mandy said. “She’s never told me either!” she reminded the guys.
“I’ve never told anyone,” Laurie added. “But now that I won’t be coming back next summer, it’s time.”
“But it’s something that happened in high school,” Mandy said. “That’s all I know.”
“One thing in high school, and one thing first year in college,” Laurie corrected.
“You never told me that!” Mandy said. “Was I involved?”
“You’ll see,” Laurie said, and stroking Ron’s hair, she began.
“It happened at all-city science fair, sophomore year. My presentation on aerodynamics took second place and I won high praise from all the teachers, so it should be a golden memory. And would have been, if I hadn’t happened to stumble across the psychology experiment some boy from Northeast High was presenting. Our arch rivals, because they were just like us but in another suburb, of course.”
“Ain’t that the truth,” Derek said.
“I never knew the boy’s name, and I don’t recall anything about him that I saw at the time. What I do remember, and always will, is the chart the boy set up to display his findings. In the morning before the general public was allowed in, all the presenters got the chance to explain their exhibits to the other presenters. And this boy with the psych experiment was one of the first.” She continued in a bombastic high school jock voice. “‘My display answers the age-old question, is beauty really in the eye of the beholder?’ he explained. ‘My mother has always said no, and she should know, she’s a licensed aesthetician. She always says, I can get paid to put lipstick on a dog, but she’s still a dog.'”
“God, so rude!” Nick interjected.
“What do you expect of high school kids?” Derek added.
“Yes, and most of the boys and a few of the girls laughed hard at that,” Laurie said. “I’m proud to this day that I wasn’t among them. Anyway, the boy went on. “‘My hypothesis was that statistical analysis will show most people agree on who is and isn’t attractive. To test that, I set up a website with some pictures from the Memorial High yearbook, last year’s freshmen actually, and had over two hundred kids at Northeast vote on whether each one was attractive or unattractive.'”
“Oh no, Laurie!” Mandy had seen her old friend’s yearbooks a few times. “You went to Memorial, didn’t you?”
“Yes, and this was sophomore year, so I was one of ‘last year’s freshmen’.” Laurie paused to collect herself, and Ron took the opportunity to kiss her cheek and caress her belly. Laurie appreciatively guided his handup to her breasts, adding, “That’s what we both want, isn’t it?” Then she went on. “I hadn’t noticed the pasteboard behind him up to that point. I’d been dividing my attention between his explanation and a cute boy with a rose in his lapel who had a botany project on the next aisle. But the mention of my school and my class, of course that caught my full attention. So I turn and look at his posterboard, and there, alongside a bunch of mumbo jumbo about polling and statistical analysis, there’s a bunch of pictures of people I knew, each one with ATTRACTIVE or UNATTRACTIVE listed beneath in merciless block capital letters.”
Mandy wanted to cry. All at once she knew just what was coming.
“There was Jen Goldstein, the bubbly JV cheerleader who’d gotten the braces off her teeth just the week before pictures were taken, and had told as much to everyone who would listen – of course she was an ATTRACTIVE. Chris DeWalt, the closest our class had to a male Jen – just as ATTRACTIVE as she was. Chris Colton, the loud and proud nerd who hadn’t even combed his hair for the picture – UNATTRACTIVE, naturally. Andy McNair, the painfully shy boy who never even looked a girl in the eye – ATTRACTIVE, though anyone could see he didn’t know it.” Here, she paused to kiss Ron. “Jen Lipski, who’d had no trouble becoming anathema to all her colleagues on the freshman chorus with her bossy personality – UNATTRACTIVE, probably because she hadn’t even bothered to smile for the camera.”
“And down in the right-hand corner, smiling broadly and sporting a cute sweater and a bow in her hair to pretty up the last remnants of an admittedly ill-advised perm, was yours truly. And I was marked UNATTRACTIVE.”
“Oh, Laurie…”
Laurie wasn’t sure just who had said that; she was still lost in the painful memory. “You know, I still remember having that photo taken, and that I was pretty happy with it. I mean, I was still mired in my awkward stage, I remember being surprised at how much I liked my own smile. I’d practiced it for a long time in the mirror the night before. If my hair wasn’t beautiful thanks to the perm – a mistake I’ve never repeated, by the way, the bow flattered it pretty well, I thought. And I even remember thinking there was a twinkle in my eye behind my big glasses? I mean, I wasn’t sure about that, but the bottom line is, for the first time since I’d stopped hating boys, I’d been able to believe they might like what they saw if they happened to look my way in class.
Until the science fair. UNATTRACTIVE, really?”
“I’m so sorry,” Derek said.
“Me too,” Nick added. “And they were wrong!”
“Thank you.” Laurie took a deep breath and patted the floor between her legs for Ron, who eagerly climbed into her waiting bear hug. “Anyway. I can still see myself right there, in my blue blazer and grey skirt, struggling not to cry. Then I thought of something even worse: what if some of the other presenters recognised my picture? None of them did that I know of, and I managed to make it through the rest of the tour without drawing any attention to myself. Back at my own table, I forced a smile and reminded myself that I’d never wanted to be a beauty queen anyway, and wouldn’t any boy worth his salt want a smart girl?”
“We sure would!” Ron clutched both of her hands in his and he kissed them both in turn.
“Taking second place that day helped, of course,” Laurie went on, “but the sting didn’t wear off quickly, I can tell you.”
“I can imagine!” Mandy said. “That’s such a difficult age to begin with, and then seeing a thing like that…Laurie, I’m sorry I pestered you to tell the story. If you don’t want to share the thing from college…”
“Yeah, I hate to think how awful that must’ve been if it topped this!” Nick agreed.
Laurie smiled and shook her head. “No. You see, I kept that first one to myself because it was so hurtful, but the second thing was wonderful but also kind of embarrassing. But not too embarrassing to tell when we’re all butt naked,” she laughed and, seeing it was all right, the others all joined in. “Anyway. Mandy know, our college has a required swimming course. Something about a student who drowned ages ago — you probably know the song by heart. I of course was not happy at all to hear that, even if it was an all women’s college, so I wouldn’t have to parade my UNATTRACTIVE self before any guys in a swimsuit. At least, I figured, I could beat anyone at swimming. It’s always been my big thing.”
“She was a star on our swim team, all four years,” Mandy chimed in. “But I never knew you were bugged about it.”
“I wasn’t, after the second thing that happened,” Laurie said. “That first day, as I said, I was pretty angsty about it, but I tried to cover it up with confidence — in my swimming, not my appearance — as I stepped out of the locker room on the day of the first lesson. And then, the loveliest thing happened. Just as I was leaving the locker room, I overheard the comment from some girl I didn’t know, who was still changing. “‘Man, she has a nice body!’ And then another one replies, ‘I know! I’m glad my boyfriend won’t be around for this class!'”
“You’ve got to understand, I was already a sweatshirt and jeans gal before the science fair and even more so since then — I’d never given any real thought to my figure. Now, in that magical moment, I paused in the locker room doorway and looked down. It wasn’t the first time I’d had to lean over to see past my breasts, but it probably was the first time I was really aware of that.” The memory made her grin. “And my feigned confidence was almost real as I finally stepped out to the poolside. Was I — UNATTRACTIVE Laurie — really that shapely?”
“You are!” Ron said it in a voice just above a whisper. The other two guys laughed, but then they agreed.
“Thank you!” She squeezed Ron like a beloved teddy bear. “So that’s how you gentlemen ended up with a sex freak for a swimming instructor. It was the one way I could feel beautiful.”
“Now guys,” Mandy said, “Be honest, did you think she was anything less than beautiful before you saw her naked?”
“Of course not,” Nick said.
“Seconded,” Derek added.
“Thanks, guys, but even then I was in a swimsuit, wasn’t I?”
“No, we saw you at lunch!” Derek reminded her.
“In your dresses,” Nick added.
“And I was hoping you’d be our instructors,” Ron added. “Even if…”
“Even if what?” Laurie asked, helping herself to a gentle stroke on his hard cock.
“Even if I was embarrassed about how I would look to you.”
“Oh, Ron, please, learn from my mistake!” Laurie said. “Don’t believe for a second you’re not beautiful just because of what someone who’s never even met you said! Right, Mandy?”
“Right,” Mandy said. “But right now I’m kind of glad you made that mistake, I admit.” She stood up and stretched, and reached out a hand each for Derek and Nick. “Otherwise we wouldn’t be here, would we?”
Derek and Nick lost no time in tackling Mandy on her bed, where she closed her eyes and wasn’t immediately sure which one was kissing her breasts and which was flicking his tongue around her vulva. Not particularly caring which was which, she soon let loose with a passionate, loud grunt that made Ron look at Laurie and snicker.
“You know, you can make me do that, too,” Laurie reassured him.
“Want to try?” Ron asked.
“Do I!” Laurie gave him a final squeeze and pushed him gently off so she could stand up. There was no further shyness on his part as he enjoyed a lingering look at her body and then threw his arms around her.
With Mandy’s increasingly intense responses for a soundtrack, they kissed long and hard. Laurie welcomed Ron’s now more-practiced teasing her lips with his fingers, and she wasn’t at all surprised to find herself wet and ready to welcome the fingers inside her. He did learn fast!
“Oh, Ron!” Laurie grabbed onto his shoulder for balance and leaned her head back to enjoy the lovely sensation. “Ohhhhhhhhhh…” She wrapped her free hand around his hardness and rubbed the tip with her thumb, drawing a similar reaction from him. As he was catching his breath, she whispered, “Get on my bed.”
Ron lost no time in lying back as directed. He looked utterly adorable with his virgin cock pointed skyward and the rest of his body just waiting to be ravaged, but what was most adorable of all was the eager way he was looking at Laurie. Neither of them could ignore the wonderfully guttural noises Derek and Nick were inspiring in Mandy as Nick humped her while Derek massaged and kissed her breasts passionately. But Laurie was certain she and Ron could hold their own in that department.
“You do know there’s nothing unattractive about you, don’t you?” Ron cooed as Laurie climbed onto him.
“That goes for both of us!” And she lost no time in guiding him inside her. “Ohhhh, that’s lovely!”
As if on cue, Mandy’s responses reached a crescendo. “Oh God! Do it! Yesssss!” Then she came with a noise Laurie couldn’t have described. Was that how she sounded to others when she came? There was only one way to find out!
She had suspected Ron was one of those rare guys who could be as noisy as a woman in bed. As she set about flailing above him and dragging her fingers up and down his chest and sides, her suspicions were confirmed. He yelped and moaned and egged her on with every variety of “Yes” Laurie — who was herself grunting up a storm — could have thought of. She longed for him to play with her breasts, but his hands were busy hanging onto the mattress for dear life as if he feared he might float away.
“I’ve never heard a guy that loud,” Mandy said from her bed, where she was still catching her breath.
“If I had to guess about one of us,” Derek said. “The shy ones are the most boisterous, aren’t they?”
“Let’s see how boisterous you are,” Mandy said, scooting off the bed for him to take his place beneath her.
“Can I play with these from behind?” Nick sidled up behind her and cupped her breasts without waiting for an answer, but Mandy welcomed his hands.
“Guess I shouldn’t tease you too much,” Mandy quipped as she rubbed Derek’s tip around her wet lips. “You must be awfully pent up, watching everyone else go at it all this time.”
“Oh, sweet torture!” But Derek was grinning up at her as he said it, and his grin promptly turned into a gape of joy as Mandy slid him inside her.
Ron wasn’t the first virgin Laurie had deflowered. But he was the one she found it hardest to believe was a virgin, for his responsiveness only grew more intense as she ground harder and faster into him. Fearing he might come before her, Laurie reached down and helped herself along with her fingers. Ron happened to open his eyes just in time to see it. “Oh that’s so hot!” he said in a rushed whisper.
“Want to use your fingers instead?” she offered.
“Can I?!”
Laurie answered by prying his right hand off the edge of the mattress and guiding it to her clit. “Just rub in small circles like this…”
“OH GOD!” Ron came, loud and hard, but he managed to do just as she had directed with his fingers.
“Oh, that’s beautiful, Ron!” Knowing how sensitive guys got just after they came, Laurie stopped her humping but patted his fingers with a throaty directive to keep it up. She writhed around, gently and gracefully and still clutching him within as his touch worked her ever closer, her responses fighting a losing battle against Mandy’s as she flailed at Derek. But neither of them was paying the other any mind in that moment.
“There! Right there! Just rub there!” Laurie closed her eyes and clenched her hands over Ron’s, and seconds later she saw stars and howled with joy. A split second later, Mandy joined her and then the room was silent for a moment.
Derek, still pinned between Mandy’s knees, broke the silence. “Ladies, I can tell you from here, there wasn’t anything ‘unattractive’ about that!”
“Not from our side either,” Laurie agreed with a wistful smile at Ron while Mandy laughed. “Guess I’ve got that awful day out of my system.”
“Don’t tell us that means you’re never going to seduce any worthy college guys again!” Derek said.
“I’m not sure where I’ll find them now,” Laurie mused.
“But we’ll find ’em all right!” Mandy added.